NATE
I feel a bubble in my organs and veins
In trouble, but ignoring the pain
In trouble, but ignoring the pain
"It's not a sex thing." Nate's lips don't even twitch as he says it, a grim solemnity writ over the stone of his features. It's a getting his fucking head back on again thing. He's glad that's the only question he has to answer before Adam's hand lifts and cracks across his cheek.
It doesn't hurt. Of course it doesn't. It doesn't even leave a mark on his face, though Nate lets his head move with the force of it, lets himself be moved to the side.
When he looks at Adam again, something fragile has been knocked out of his gaze, his jaw set in a hard line. "Thanks." Again, for everything, though he doesn't say that. "Let's go fucking home. I'll get you a drink." It should maybe be worrying how steady Nate has gotten, how far he's distanced himself from the reality of his life, but he doesn't give himself any time to be questioned, a far more relaxed arm thrown around Adam's shoulders to lead them back to Torchline.
Done~
It doesn't hurt. Of course it doesn't. It doesn't even leave a mark on his face, though Nate lets his head move with the force of it, lets himself be moved to the side.
When he looks at Adam again, something fragile has been knocked out of his gaze, his jaw set in a hard line. "Thanks." Again, for everything, though he doesn't say that. "Let's go fucking home. I'll get you a drink." It should maybe be worrying how steady Nate has gotten, how far he's distanced himself from the reality of his life, but he doesn't give himself any time to be questioned, a far more relaxed arm thrown around Adam's shoulders to lead them back to Torchline.
Done~
doubling my score in the game
Fuck you and your whores into fame
Fuck you and your whores into fame
