#pinextreexdad

He was tired, but.. Well, that wasn’t anything unexpected, right? Every day around the camp was just stupidly exhausting anyway. And he hadn’t been sleeping well lately either, anyway. But.. No, this was different. Very different, but Max was refusing to show it. He could handle himself after all, he always had.

“Hey.... Dad?”

Max’s voice comes chiming into the room, before the teen ever even makes it to the end of the hall, to peek around the corner at David.

But when he does manage to do so, he... Didn’t seem very happy about whatever it is he was gonna say.

After a moment, and after giving a guilty frown, he finally stepped out from behind the corner of the doorway and into full view. His gaze falling to the ground as he shifted a little on his feet.

“.... I don’t think I want to go to the pride fest today..”

There’s another pause, and his tone when he said that didn’t seem very genuine. But it was out in the open now, and he couldn’t just leave it there like that. So he continued with-

“I just um-- I don’t feel great I guess-” Another pause, and he looks up at David, only to stuff his hands in his pockets as his brows furrowed together. For once, lying was making his gut physically ache. And he didn’t like it.

    This was like a nightmare. A nightmare Finn has already tried to wake up from, but knows it just won’t happen. Somehow, Finn had no idea how, but somehow his parents had heard about him and David and they wanted to meet him. He had no choice but to tell them where they lived. And now-- now they were coming. The auburn man spent the morning, and much of last night, cleaning the house and desperately finding something to keep his hands busy. So long as he had something in his hands, he couldn’t dig his nails into his palms and make more marks. His mother always punished him for those. 

    Now he was exhausted, nervous, pacing in the living room between anxious glancing towards the clock on the wall. Soon. They’ll be here soon. He can already hear his mother’s disgusted voice.

    This place is a disaster.     Clean up this mess.     What is wrong with you?

For @pinextreexdad 

Maxius was quiet in staring around this diner, Jen had taken him out here and he didn’t know why, the only times they went out for a meal was when they needed a serious talk and he didn’t like when they had serious talks. It frightened him. Jen was quiet in staring at the child. “Maxius, you okay hunny?” she asks softly.

Maxius soon nodding “why are we out?” he whispers softly as it was weird for her to just take him out... The child just quietly staring around as he soon looked around the area.

“...do you need your medicine Maxius?” Jen asks calmly as the boy looked shaking his head quickly, no he didn’t need his medicine not right now. He looked silently. Jen patting him gently as the boy held his teddy bear while examining the menu. 

@pinextreexdad for a Hospitalized Verse starter

Maxius was quiet in fluttering his eyes open. His head spinning slightly as it was painful. He felt like something had drilled a hole into his skull as he looked "Jen?" He mumbled tiredly as he didn't know who was there.

His vision was very blurry and he felt pain still despite the morphine. Maxius had basically been given too much of the drug that Jen kept giving him. The doctors had determined it to be liquid happiness and opiates to keep Max under her control. Currently they were purging them out the fragile boys system.

David just starts smiling ear to ear, his own arms finding their way around his boyfriend. “Aw, Finn!“ He can’t help the blush that rises when he kisses the shorter back, “You’re so sweet… and I love you too, sweetheart.“ The counselor nuzzles into Finn’s hair, humming softly. “You’re the best thing that ever happened to me.“

    Once upon a time, Finn would have scoffed at the idea of being so in love with someone that your heart does the thing. Now he scoffs at the idea of his heart never doing that again. Every time he looks at David, the world seems a little brighter, even if for just a moment. 

It had been a long and painfully slow adoption process for Max. For some reason, getting all the adults to be on the same page, and for all of Max’s paperwork to go through, (Seriously he was only thirteen, what kind of paperwork did he even have?), Was a HUGE ordeal that took almost an entire year to sort out.

Of course, his parents being uncooperative was a big reason for why everything went the way it did. But, honestly, though that shit was annoying as fuck, Max was more than glad when he finally got to pack his stuff up and go live with David instead. Not only would he get to go the rest of his life without the sound of his parents arguing or yelling at him. But he wouldn’t have to deal with the constant abuse and neglect anymore. And that alone had the boy a whole lot more chipper than even David had probably seen him before.

In fact, when the car pulled into the driveway of Max’s soon-to-be new home, the child fumbled around with his seat belt a bit, before grabbing his backpack with his bear in it, (and a few other things), and crawling out of the car quickly. Even giving David an annoyed look when the man wasn’t going nearly as fast as the child probably wanted him to.