#jake:eric

"We're all part of the same fucked up family now." (Jake & Eric)

❝you can’t fight everything and everyone. you can pick and choose what’s important.❞ (Jake & Eric)

"I don't want to fight anybody." Jake sighed, "It's not like I enjoy it." He'd never found fun in fighting, or any of the trouble he'd found himself caught up in. Especially back home, it was usually sadness and anger that pushed him into unsafe situations. It just so happened that he was competent at handling himself. "But, it just feels like everything's important now. This town's so big. If I help one person, there's hundreds more I'm neglecting. I just never know if I'm doing the right thing, that's all."

Jake clenched his teeth, confusion and concern swarming his mind in unison. He looked Eric over, trying to figure out what exactly he was referring to. "You don't remember?" he asked quietly, stepping closer. "That's not good, Eric." his mind was racing now, wondering what exactly he was talking about and what had happened since they'd last met up. "You're not hurt, are you? You should have come found me. I could have helped you." He placed a hand on Eric's shoulder, trying to reassure him that his irritation was only coming from a place of love. "Whatever's going on, we'll deal with it. Just, don't let it mess with your head, alright?"