#faterewritten.

@faterewritten​: “Don’t bullshit me.”

“—i’m not, i swear.”

his hands lazily come up, surrendering his every right to lie to cloud. their daily banters seem to catch up to him when his face sours into a grimace, but he truthfully would not have it any other way. this is love as he understands it — the familiarity, the warmth, and the sacrifices. reno has much struggled with the latter.

“it’s true. i really would die for ya.” of course, reno recognizes it is easier said than done. but love told him it was right to make such a declarative statement. “but your job is to make sure that doesn’t have to happen, dumbass.”