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[  despite the other’s visible frustration,  he scoffs playfully  ]   you’re  blaming  me  for  a  crime  i  did  / not /  commit,  huh?  that’s  happened  twice  already.   [  breaking into a smile,  he adds  ]   you  left  it…  behind.  i  didn’t  / take /  it.  but  i  know  you  won’t  make  it  through  your  mornin’  without  it,  so—  you’re  welcome.  

@vigilantactics    you  took  my  jacket?  i’ve  been  looking  for  this  bloody  thing.  [  he  takes  the  jacket  back  (frustratingly),  then  the  coffee  ]   cause  you  know,  i  don’t  /take/  your  things  without  permission.

* um um intro i think maybe idk or old reunion we should plot 

/      curious   or   any   pls   <3

/       curious or intrigued, mi cielito < 3

@FORSAKENLY   /  thank you  <33

@fcknghellfire  [there were simply no words at the start. there was nothing but regret running her over] ... you should've just told me that...  [she began to walk to him, but not quite close yet. her arms have crossed, the situation too delicate for either of them to handle]  i did want to be a part of it, darling. for a short second; until i was reminded of my own tremors and deprecating reasons that everything felt overwhelming. i simply don't see myself fit for any maternal role... [she paused, thinking it over. supposedly it was time to tell the truth] considering i can't bear any.  [her hands fiddled together, looking at him apologetically. she took a moment to say more words, especially after she had just put herself in a spot after her confession] forgive me for not seeing it your way. forgive me for choosing to think my own perspective mattered more than yours.   forgive me.. for all of it. for being insensitive. for being selfish... i can't afford losing you on my side, too.

⠀i would  / never /  choose anything over you,  marg,  i l- ⠀ [  he hesitated,  practically choking on his words as his grasp tightened on his cane.  eyes drifted to the floor to avoid hers.  ]⠀   i didn't fight because i..   i didn't want to force you into a..  'motherly role'.⠀you matter the most but i owe that child a home.⠀i can't let him turn into me..  

@fcknghellfire  you chose a child over me! [she spoke immediately, but there was that odd pause in the middle. margaret breathed in, looking down, suddenly guards down] you didn't fight for whatever we were, you didn't make me stay. perhaps i've just gotten used to the fact that one of the things-- if anything, the only thing-- that mattered to you was me. but i supposed i'm wrong.

⠀if i have to become death just to hold 
            you in my arms forever,  then so be it.
            [  with a proud smile he gently kissed 
            her forehead before resting it against 
            his own.  ]⠀  just accept it,  darling.

@fcknghellfire   [ feeling the warmth, she rested her hands to his arms, a soft smile erupting her lips ] you can't exactly trick your way with death like you do other things, jesse.

⠀[  he hummed softly,  wrapping his arms around her waist.  ]⠀  you say that like i'd let you die..