𝔡𝔯. 𝔪ichael 𝔤race.
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𝔡𝔯. 𝔪ichael 𝔤race.
@woundedtreated
there's⠀more⠀to⠀the⠀world⠀than⠀the⠀good⠀and⠀the⠀damned. we⠀must⠀pray.⠀make⠀sure⠀that⠀their⠀souls⠀find⠀rest.⠀

( a low sigh, and it’s like all the fight drains from them. head limply tips forward, forehead resting against his shoulder. ) okay. okay. we done bickering, now ?


yeah. fine, can manage that. kept up my med licence. ( that, alone, feels like an admission. then, softer. ) just — no car accidents. can’t handle that kinda shit anymore.

i left the er for a reasons. didn’t really intend on making a comeback. ( but he’d thrown it out there willingly. been the first to say it. he had missed it, more than tommy would ever admit. a low sigh, ) … not gonna leave. right ?

okay, fuck you. i can have multiple motivations and * still care for people. ( and still, not letting go. ) do you want the help or not.


you need help, right ?

hell no. ( the shove does little to make grip loosen. the last attempt of a desperate man, ) you know i need you. that i — * fuck, i know i’ve been a dick, and it wasn’t fair to just disappear again, but you can’t leave.



oh I don't need stitches I just need someone to pull a knife out of my back that I can't reach. hypothetically.

( oh, fuck. that makes panic swell, and it’s clear in the way tommy tosses cigarette without care, distance closed in a few long strides, fingers bunching up in the collar of michael’s shirt. ) fuck no. you aren’t going anywhere.

you say that, but you keep coming back. ( god, tommy mentally kicks himself. knows he’s just digging the hole deeper, but my god, he doesn’t know how to stop. ) can’t be that sick of it, not really. like to pretend you are.






