terriblepower:

          _{“ don’t lie. “  his thumb trails over elwood’s knuckles, glancing up at him through hooded lashes. he won’t push him too far if he really doesn’t want to talk about it, but he’s making himself available just in case.  “ remember what i said ? about therapy ? that’s still on the table if you don’t want to talk to me. i’ll take you there and everything.. if that’s what you want. “}

        _{he stares at him for a little while, unblinking, before casting his gaze down to his own knuckles. turning his palm, elwood interlocks their fingers, glancing up and offering a strained smile. ❛ like i said before, there’s nothin’ to talk about. i … appreciate it, though. but honest, nothin’ is wrong. ❜}