“If there’s a compromise, wouldn’t that mean you’re thinking about it?” Desire quipped with a snort, arms crossed now as he looked nothing more mature than petulant.
One body with two different opinions. So Declan didn’t view him any better than Granny did? Shit. He wanted acknowledgement as part of Aoba, which meant not treating him any different from Aoba!
“You don’t know who ‘Aoba’ is at all, either,” he spat, doing an excellent imitation of a moody teenager, misunderstanding Declan just as much as he was being misunderstood. It was tragic, how hard they were all trying, and yet so clumsily unable to meet anywhere in the middle. Declan couldn’t tell that there was nothing to agree on, and Desire was too irritated (read: hurt) to tell him. As swiftly as he’d come to rest there, Desire pushed up from the railing again, but this time turned away to depart it entirely.
‘Home’ wanted nothing to do with him, so he was going back to the apartment.
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One body with two different opinions. So Declan didn’t view him any better than Granny did? Shit. He wanted acknowledgement as part of Aoba, which meant not treating him any different from Aoba!
“You don’t know who ‘Aoba’ is at all, either,” he spat, doing an excellent imitation of a moody teenager, misunderstanding Declan just as much as he was being misunderstood. It was tragic, how hard they were all trying, and yet so clumsily unable to meet anywhere in the middle. Declan couldn’t tell that there was nothing to agree on, and Desire was too irritated (read: hurt) to tell him. As swiftly as he’d come to rest there, Desire pushed up from the railing again, but this time turned away to depart it entirely.
‘Home’ wanted nothing to do with him, so he was going back to the apartment.