More shopping cart emoji? Ty!!
[Make me write]
Hi Nonners! Thanks so much for the prompt and sorry it took so long: I saw it yesterday while I was at work (and no longer procrastinating so much) and proceeded to be either busy or asleep ever since ^^" There's a little bit of a time skip between the last snippet and this one, but it's only a few minutes.
Mark is a creation of roseganymede95 for the fic Like Weāre Gonna Die Young (Again) which I heartily recommend!
[Series: When Iām somebody else] [Fic: Good Luck Babe]
Itās been years since Charles cried. He hates the powerlessness of it, hates the burn in his eyes, hates the mucus that fills up his nose. Hates the humiliation of being useless and weak and reduced to it by a man he could knock to the ground in three seconds flat if he werenāt so stupid about this. Edwinās hand touches his shoulder and Charles flinches away on instinct, disgusted by the whimper that comes out of his mouth and unable to stop it at the same time.
āCharles,ā Edwin breathes out, stepping closer, āplease talk to me. I donāt understand what is happeningāā
āI donāt know!ā Charles says, trying to apologise and landing closer to a whine, āItās nothing itāsāitās just stupid!ā
āIt isnāt stupid,ā Edwin protests, āand it certainly isnāt nothing! Please just tell meāā

















