#more of a little rant but stiilllll

[victorclays]

[ Had a thought. Word vomited to @fitzjamesbulletwound. Had a breakdown. Here ya go. 🫡 ]

joplittle having a fight. 👍😃👍

after everything, they live together, are together. I don't know what the fight is about. Probably something stupid and small and meaningless.

But they both get... moody, sometimes. Understandably. And Thomas is always so cutting with his words. And Ned's never been good with his words, especially without thinking. So he tries to walk away. Probably just sighs "Tom" after he says something mean. And Edward moves to the door and Thomas says,

"oh yeah. There you go. Leave. Like you always do." And Ned fucking FREEZES. like, hand white knuckled on the door frozen. His shoulders tight. And Thomas hates himself immediately after he says it.

They've talked about what happened. At length. Have gotten past it. Accepted it. And Ned came back, with help. And he watches Ned's shoulders shake once, and then he turns, his eyes are full of tears and he's clearly biting his lip to keep it from trembling.

Tom goes to reach out to him. And Ned fucking flinches. He doesn't leave. Takes his hand off the door. But he goes into their bedroom. Their bedroom. And locks the door.

And Tom feels like shit. Because he couldn't keep his fucking mouth shut. Had to go too far. Had to win the stupid argument instead of letting Ned leave and collect himself so he could come back and talk it through.

Because Ned, he comes back. He always comes back. Thomas learned that quickly, in some very hard ways.

He probably sits against the door for ages. Asking Ned to open the door for him. Begs him. And maybe like, several hours later he hears the lock click.

By the time he manages to get back to his feet and open the door, Ned is already back in bed. Laying with his face away from Tom. Curled in a tight ball under the covers.

In just his night shirt probably, his hair is a mess already. Anytime his head touches a pillow it's instant bedhead. Tom lives for smoothing his hair down for him.

He probably undresses too and climbs into bed with him, curls himself around Ned, even though he tries to shrug him off. And presses kisses into his hair and neck as he apologizes over and over and over. Maybe eventually just laying there, nose pressed against the back of Ned's neck and he whispers.

"I'm so sorry love, come back to me. Please." And his voice breaks. And then Ned is crying, but he turns in Tom's arms and snuggles up under his chin and just lets Tom keep holding him. And Ned probably mumbles,

"i'm sorry." into Tom's now damp shirt. And Tom just shakes his head and pulls him closer and is like,

"you've nothing to be sorry for. I was being ridiculous." And he soothes at Ned's hair, Ned mumbling back,

"we both were." And Tom laughs, small and tight, but genuine. And then Ned says,

"I'll always come back to you." Whispers it into Tom's throat, his lips warm against the skin there. And Tom sobs, squeezes Ned tight and just says,

"i know. I know that. I do." Over and over as they hold each other. The fight completely forgotten, whatever it was even about. Thomas doesn't remember. Doesn't care. It doesn't matter. All that matters is that he has Edward. And always will.