#selftrue

“-- Nigel, dear?” William sighs, eyes nearly rolling into the back of his skull as he walks back into their bedroom. He and Nigel didn’t have many problems, if any, but one always seemed to creep back into their lives. It was so trivial and silly now that Will was thinking about it, but he won’t admit it. “I know you don’t like it when I shave, but do you see this mess?” A gesture to his chin and jaw. “Where did you put my stuff, baby? I promise I won’t take it down too much.”

tbh, still bitter that there’s no crack!gifset of Kit, William, Anne, and other Renaissance peeps using Gay And European as their speech.

“Hey, come on. Let me read it.” Fingers tug on the sheet of paper once again. “You usually aren’t so secretive with me, Nige.”

“I’m sorry, Mister.” She said as she picked up the pieces of paper that she had dropped. “I’m trying to watch where I’m going, but. I’m late as it is.” // @selftrue

Roy T. Bennett

elle vc; oh wow.