#they're. rrehughh

[marc--chilton]

rhghhg i am rattling the bars of my cage. adam taking care of lawrence. carefully but not so gently massaging his leg when lawrence can't bear to look at it in a fit of disgust, when he feels like he deserves the pain it gives him. adam getting him to loosen up, making goofy comments about people they see while they're out, making lawrence roll his eyes but chuckle anyway. adam petting his hair and patiently letting lawrence do his ritual of kissing adam's bullet scar and apologizing into his flesh when the guilt eats him alive, the two of them knowing adam has forgiven him but lawrence hasn't forgiven himself, so adam saves his breath and simply lets his body, warm and alive and here, soothe lawrence back to sleep