The white sheep of the family
This time, when Loren’s fists clenched, his nails dug into his palms hard enough to draw blood. ”You told me it was my choice.” His voice came out softly, tentatively. Biting his lip again, the summoner stared at Remi with uncertain eyes. ”So I am sorry that I did not tell you about it. But...I cannot apologize for making it.”
Sighing, he ran a nervous hand through his hair. ”I didn’t...I don’t even know where things are going with Abasi. If things are going with Abasi. It was new, and unexpected, and I didn’t trust it, so I just...wanted to be sure. Especially because of...because of what we talked about.” He swallowed against the lump in his throat. Spreading his hands helplessly (exposing the small cuts there), he stared at the other man with exhaustion etched into every feature. ”Every single time I go to see Ronin it ends poorly. So I figured I would give you both time and space to figure out if you even wanted me in your life in any capacity. Togehter.” He did his best to keep the sorrow from his tone.
Sighing, he ran a nervous hand through his hair. ”I didn’t...I don’t even know where things are going with Abasi. If things are going with Abasi. It was new, and unexpected, and I didn’t trust it, so I just...wanted to be sure. Especially because of...because of what we talked about.” He swallowed against the lump in his throat. Spreading his hands helplessly (exposing the small cuts there), he stared at the other man with exhaustion etched into every feature. ”Every single time I go to see Ronin it ends poorly. So I figured I would give you both time and space to figure out if you even wanted me in your life in any capacity. Togehter.” He did his best to keep the sorrow from his tone.
Will blood tell
