* BLOSSOMING !

                warm tears streaked down his cheeks rather inelegantly, his fair curls sticking to the wet skin, rough sobs rolling over his body OVER and OVER again. there were nights like this --- where the crushing weight and shear mass of gabriel’s depression would DESTROY HIM. he would spend full days sobbing his eyes out --- not moving from one spot on his bed. 

               with arms crossed over his chest, and a disposition that anyone could see was nothing less than SOUR. to put it lightly cassius wasn’t having a good day. okay --- he NEVER had good days --- but some were BETTER than OTHERS. and today didn’t seem like one of those days. so when the girl bumped into him -- it wasn’t even a BUMP REALLY ... more of a nudge ---  cassius snapped. 

              there was a slight eyeroll, the boy of anger’s dark eyes casting over to stare at him; with a look that was nothing less than pure DISGUST. --- why the fuck was he TALKING TO HIM? ... why the fuck did cassius want to deck him right in his face? the man had said nothing to personally offend him- and even then, an underlying sense of rage settled into him. 

                “i’m fine...”