#young rob

Its cold out, Mum. Leeds is always like this, just like Dad described. I miss him, thats stupid isn’t it. Even Andy too, he’s my brother after all. You’ve gone too, but you’ve left a trail of freckles in your wake. Your death is etched into my skin, and it burns. I don’t feel the cold anymore, just the spits of fire raging through my body. You always said honey heals burns. So I’m trying honey with my tea to find you in this concrete city. I could do with some of that, healing. But right now my head is reeling with rage, and there’s no time to grieve.

Young Robert Sugden & The Farmhand I coffee kisses (part 2 of 3)

the story behind the americanos

He kissed me Mum. And now I understand poetry. I went to return his walkman you see. I was rude, you know how I am, I demanded his camera if he wanted it back.  He paid me with a kiss instead. Just a quick peck mind, nothing I hadn’t done with a girl. But it was different, masculine. 

He smelled like earth and tasted like coffee. I swear I’ll be drinking coffee for the rest of my life now, just for an inkling of that taste again. I feel the same about boys too. A promise for the rest of my life I‘ll try and taste that again. I can still feel his touch dotted like the freckles on my skin. His coffee kisses made me blush as bright as the flowers I brought you. It was more than I could have ever imagined. But I think I’m scared it’ll just have to be a memory. I think I will always like boys as well Mum.

Younger Robert Sugden Character Moodboard I Nerd!Rob

Books and games are for those who wish they were somewhere else.

“I want to wait until Sarah gets back. She always reads me a story.”