#imethanandimnotevil

His eyes blink open to look at a ceiling that on a normal day he would have wrinkled his nose at. Rubbing his eyes and attempting to sit up he groaned and fell back. His head felt like it had been held down and run over by a train.

THAT'D BE WONDERFUL

i'm sure they can hate peter together

how's the puppy, wolf?

imethanandimnotevil > imethanandtheresadifference

rude Ethan

[It was the morning after they’d fought the Darach and nearly died, he had been up most of the night after his nightmares, in which his brother died, over and over again. He was trying to tell himself that they were ok, that Ethan was safe and alive. His head shot up when he heard his brother come into the room, he almost leaped out of his skin in his rush to go over to him. He pulled him in tightly for a long, crushing hug, burying his face in his brother’s shoulder and breathing in his scent. “You’re still here! You’re alive! You’re safe.”]

I’m an awful person