when you bury your pain
Remi has crossed a line and they both know it. Finn is still left trembling as the other man leaves his body and lets it go slumping to the ground again, and gods, does he really look that tired? His lips part, tears pricking in the corners of his eyes as he tries to ask how he’s supposed to get back to his body, when... he suddenly just is.
Gasping, his chest heaving with it, Finn rolls to his knees and seizes the glasses from his face, unable to face what the world has to offer given what his own mind is already feeding him. He struggles to his feet, not looking even remotely in the Alchemist’s direction. He doesn’t know that he wants to see him. Not now, not ever again.
”No, you’re not,” he mumbles of the other man’s apology, stiffly turning up the collar of his coat and turning away, the opposite direction to the one he’d been leading Remi. He says not one more word to his dark twin, determined to leave him were he belongs - in Finn’s shadow.
~FINn
Gasping, his chest heaving with it, Finn rolls to his knees and seizes the glasses from his face, unable to face what the world has to offer given what his own mind is already feeding him. He struggles to his feet, not looking even remotely in the Alchemist’s direction. He doesn’t know that he wants to see him. Not now, not ever again.
”No, you’re not,” he mumbles of the other man’s apology, stiffly turning up the collar of his coat and turning away, the opposite direction to the one he’d been leading Remi. He says not one more word to his dark twin, determined to leave him were he belongs - in Finn’s shadow.
~FINn
THE SPYGLASS
you only strengthen its roots
