#cackled4rt

He’s thinking about how cool he is

Granada has a serious lack of Gregson

In the dim light of a dollar-store flashlight, he could just make out the tinkling reflection of shattered glass decorating the floors of his mother's carefully kept living room. His head throbbed again, and his could taste a nosebleed starting somewhere in the back of his throat. What was that?

Feat. my new ot3, which I received through this series by Random_Nexus on AO3.  Check out their work, it’s super good and has permanently put this ship in my brain.

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