well, you’re around and i don’t have to yearn about wanting you anymore, so that might be it.

that only happens when you aren’t here.

what does that mean.

it’s the horny one i’m fine

i appreciate that, at least — i just . . .

thank you. i’ll go do that.

i did before i went to bed! is it ( that * ) bad?

picking at his skin again. fuck.

it hurts and he doesn’t really seem to care, or at least he tells himself that he doesn’t. repeating. repeating. repeating. his stomach turns. repeating. again. ignore the shakes. try not to think about them. repeating.

“you’re so sweet.” it does the job, at least. it’s silly, in some way, but it’s warm all the same. being pulled back in only makes theo cling more, taking him in.

“‘course. don’t have to ask me twice.” leaning up, he presses a kiss to shaun’s jaw.

“i wanted to have something nice for you.”

a mumble, squeezing shaun’s frame. his voice is breathy, almost in a way that he finds to be a bit ( too * ) pathetic or desperate.

“for what? don’t be. i get it. i’m just glad you’re here and — fuck, we’ve got so much catchin’ up to do.”

theo could damn near melt. he’s clinging onto shaun immediately, hands clutching the back of his shirt. he reciprocates the kiss, doing his best to keep it soft and sweet. it takes everything in him not to allow some hint of desperation to slip in. god, he missed him.

y’know, @s923.bsky.social, i really fuckin’ wish i knew you were comin’ home. would’ve gotten ya flowers or something.

. . . missed ya.

“dolled up” (put on a clean shirt and brushed his hair)

where’s shaun . . .

anyway. i need to get dolled up.

thank GOD.

i know and i don’t want to stress him out and he really doesn’t need to hear about the OTHER THING.

and he’s gonna be MAD AT ME BECAUSE I’M DRINKING AGAIN.

this is the best and worst day of my life actually

[ tearing up??? ]

WHAT

i, uh —

i miss ‘im, is all.

( he is still drunk. )

dragging himself out of his shack. incredible feat.

he’s around. just busy.

no, but uh —

i miss ‘im, is all.

i’ll let you know when i inevitably need to be reminded

i yearn too hard.

my dad not shaun

god he’s on this shit again

please don’t do this to me.