[ no, actually. he hasn't been normal for fifteen years.
it's strange, the halting look in tim's eyes. normally, he wouldn't think much of it. but normally, tim doesn't look like he went three rounds with a doorknob and lost.
that gets a snort out of him. ]
I know we're in a semi-decent place right now, but you don't have to lay it on that thick.
[ never wished any misfortune? never? embry finds that difficult to believe, but maybe it's because tim religiously (heh) reads his bible and lets hawk fuck him on the regular. not that different from ash, except ash is the one doing the fucking.
he feels a little pang of guilt, when he thinks about how ash hasn't really touched his bible since embry got back. ]
Don't tell Hawk. I mean, he knows. It happened once before. But I don't want him to know it's happening before I can figure out if this really is a pattern or just — a manifestation of all the bullshit that's been going on. [ he finally gives in, bridging the few steps between them and coming to sit on the edge of the bed, uninvited. ] Whatever happened to you... I'll keep your secret. You know I only care about a handful of people in this place anyway.
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Date: 2025-01-08 04:06 am (UTC)it's strange, the halting look in tim's eyes. normally, he wouldn't think much of it. but normally, tim doesn't look like he went three rounds with a doorknob and lost.
that gets a snort out of him. ]
I know we're in a semi-decent place right now, but you don't have to lay it on that thick.
[ never wished any misfortune? never? embry finds that difficult to believe, but maybe it's because tim religiously (heh) reads his bible and lets hawk fuck him on the regular. not that different from ash, except ash is the one doing the fucking.
he feels a little pang of guilt, when he thinks about how ash hasn't really touched his bible since embry got back. ]
Don't tell Hawk. I mean, he knows. It happened once before. But I don't want him to know it's happening before I can figure out if this really is a pattern or just — a manifestation of all the bullshit that's been going on. [ he finally gives in, bridging the few steps between them and coming to sit on the edge of the bed, uninvited. ] Whatever happened to you... I'll keep your secret. You know I only care about a handful of people in this place anyway.