Nice flex, but I don't fuck with all the vanity
It all sounds very reasonable in an abstract sort of way, but where his own parents are concerned, Ever has a hard time accepting his dad's logic. With flushed cheeks, the boy nods, pauses to consider something, and then throws his arms around Finn's neck. It's a flagrant display of affection and weakness that Ever often tries to stifle, especially around the Spyglass, but just now with talk of forever mixed with confusing adult-things he didn't quite understand, the boy just needed a hug.
With his heart hammering wildly in his chest, Ever squeezes with all his boyish might. "I love you dad. And I don't want you to die, or go away...okay?" Asked with naive and childish hopefulness, Ever snuffles against the side of Finn's sweater
With his heart hammering wildly in his chest, Ever squeezes with all his boyish might. "I love you dad. And I don't want you to die, or go away...okay?" Asked with naive and childish hopefulness, Ever snuffles against the side of Finn's sweater
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