#d:mercutio

[bluejeanbaby]

" I'm gonna drag your ass out into the sun! " (from merc to arlo)

“You’d miss me way too much.” Arlo replied raising a brow to the man. “Plus the smell of burning skin sucks and you know that.” he chuckled as he curled back up in his seat. “I get it. I ate your last cosmic brownie but you can’t just threaten to kill me because of that, okay? It’s not fair.” he smirked. 

[bluejeanbaby]

Arlo was doing his best to keep himself together. He had to stay in the back of the room,  covered in his extra layers and hidden from any possible light. He had been close with his son, but always respected his decision not to explain what  he was to Seamus’ children or grandchildren. This meant he was barely allowed to openly grieve the death of his only child, since they all simply viewed him as a family friend, but barely knew. 

“Merc I can’t do this.” the Irishman whispered softly as he rubbed roughly at his eyes, leaning against the corner of the church. “Jesus... I should have turned him. Is that selfish? I...I wasn’t ready to lose him. I wasn’t. Seventy-nine years wasn’t enough.” he continued rambling to mate, moving to hide his face in his shoulder. “This is fake, right? I just....it was just yesterday I had to teach him how to ride a bike, how to tie his shoes.”

@valiancie