pyropolar:

        _{in the face of such a sadness mason feels helpless. it shakes him to his core that even elwood, who was faced with so many trials, but still came out on top of the world, had days like this. in times like these mason found himself faced with the great ultimatum to protect him. he doesn’t hesitate to comply, his heavy hands gripping at the other man with a bit more force, more intensity than intended. he wanted elwood to forget, to believe that things would be alright as long as he was HERE.}

        _{there’s nothing he wants more than to forget, and he wonders if that’s why he knew ( subconsciously ) to come to mason. the boy in question has the ability to either make him feel too much or take everything away, and that’s all he needs. he pulls him closer a little harsher than he intended, but his whimper is muffled between their lips, trembling fingers crawling the length of mason’s chest until he’s weaving them through the boy’s hair, tugging him down, frantic. ❛ .. make it stop, you gotta make it stop, mason. please. ❜}