♯ 𝗖͟𝗢𝗡𝗩𝗜𝗖𝗧ྀ ͚

(🚨) " ....notwhatimeantprettyboy- I asked for your age. Never said you were old. "

He adjusts his cracked glasses. "No, you look like you're not doing well right now." He realizes he could stand to be a little meaner to the guy that smashed his face in, but doesn't want to be.

(🚨) " ....1918. I lost the month. " " It's not that bad, I don't age that much... I still look as great as ever. " " . . . you, though? "

(🚨) " I'm as . . . surprised as you are about it. " " A thousand years isn't that bad, no? I can't remember my 20's now, but I think it's fine. "

He glances back at him, then starts navigating, saying something under his breath.

(🚨) " Because this is the FFFFFIRST time I see you in these... clothes- don't even come out the closet anymore. "

ᅠᅠᅠᅠ This gives me an excuse to flaunt you around and be like my man my man. ᅠᅠᅠᅠ

He nods curtly, setting himself down in the chair. "Yeah, you look it. Try to get some rest, okay?"

ᅠᅠᅠᅠ You can keep them. Doesn’t hurt to have more .ᐟ ᅠᅠᅠᅠ

"Are you okay?" Dow asks carefully, "Need me to take over navigating or something?"

ᅠᅠᅠᅠ I was thinking we go shopping for you some clothes. ᅠᅠᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠᅠᅠ Yes you .ᐟ ᅠᅠᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠᅠᅠ You’re my pretty boy .ᐟ ᅠᅠᅠᅠ

[That's what I want to hear]