[ Tim sniffles against Quentin’s hair, trying to hold that in and be strong for him, but his heart breaks with that realization, that the most recent memory he’ll ever have of his father is of that alternate version, instead of the real one that was stolen from him. One hand rubs against his back, palms flattened to cover the most space, impart the most warmth. ]
It’s okay. You’re safe now. Just get it out.
[ Gentle kisses pressed against the side of his head, reassurances. As much as Tim can offer, at least. But what can he do, with the weight of a world on Quentin’s shoulders? An entire war, thousands of lives, if not more, and his dear friend in the middle of it? He feels so helpless in the face of it. ]
It wasn’t your fault. [ That, he can say with conviction. ] It was Alonso’s. He started the war, not you.
[ Tim pulls back, not far, just enough to meet Quentin’s eyes, wet-rimmed and teary, blurring behind his glasses, which he removes and sets aside. ]
It’s natural to feel guilty. But you did what you had to, okay? And we won’t let you go back. Someday, when we figure this out, me and Koby are moving to California. He’ll be mad if you don’t come.
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Date: 2025-08-12 08:31 pm (UTC)It’s okay. You’re safe now. Just get it out.
[ Gentle kisses pressed against the side of his head, reassurances. As much as Tim can offer, at least. But what can he do, with the weight of a world on Quentin’s shoulders? An entire war, thousands of lives, if not more, and his dear friend in the middle of it? He feels so helpless in the face of it. ]
It wasn’t your fault. [ That, he can say with conviction. ] It was Alonso’s. He started the war, not you.
[ Tim pulls back, not far, just enough to meet Quentin’s eyes, wet-rimmed and teary, blurring behind his glasses, which he removes and sets aside. ]
It’s natural to feel guilty. But you did what you had to, okay? And we won’t let you go back. Someday, when we figure this out, me and Koby are moving to California. He’ll be mad if you don’t come.