3 ♐ You think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain...

[aim_exorable]

Who: Expatriate Darkleer, Gamzee Makara, and Equius Zahhak; then Darkleer and Psiioniic
When: Right after this trainwreck, and then after that
Where: The highblood household
Style: Action?
Status: Closed

[All that tonight has taught him is that he is still very much the fool, and his saving graces are few and far between.]

[The journey home feels so different than the one he had taken away. That had been quick, his mind focused on a thousand other things and always coming back to one. Now? Right now, he cannot think of a single thing besides the words that have been exchanged between him and... the other.]

[It was better in the beginning. Better when it was just senseless bickering, a way to pass time and try to 'win' against the other. When did that change? Why did it have to?]

[Finally arriving at the hive he shares with the children should feel like a blessing. Instead, upon the doorstep, he pauses, staring numbly at the names awkwardly placed upon the surface. Tired, he carefully removes the title which accompanies his- not daring to crush the words into something beyond repair, just removing them- before he slinks along the porch. He doesn't wish to go inside just yet. Instead, he sinks down, sitting on the edge and shakily removing his shades. Dismissing them to his sylladex, he holds his head in his hands and just tries to breathe.]

[It is almost funny how one night can change so much and make him so very tired. ]

Comments

[aim_exorable]

...I'm afraid my appetite is rather absent currently.

I... appreciate the concern.

[And he does. Even if he feels he hasn't earned it, doesn't deserve it.]

[420]

[Now gamzee wraps both his arms around his neck in a hug.]

That's what a brother got his fuckin' peeps for.

Hey, you like wanna snap into some wicked zzzs with us? Way motherfuckin' better than getting your nap on alone.

[stayb100ponyboy]

... please, Dadleer?

[If they can't cheer him up, at least they can cuddle him, right?]

[aim_exorable]

[A low, soft sigh.]

I shall stay with you until you sleep. Come, now.

[Gently, he carries them back inside.]

[420]

[Well, okay. Gamzee can live with that.

He just leans against Darkleer's shoulder.]

[stayb100ponyboy]

[Equius, on the other hand, isn't quite satisfied yet.]

Are you sure we can't do anything to help you?

[aim_exorable]

Nothing you deserve to get involved in. Quiet, now.

[Once he's in their room, he sets the two on their bed and sits on the edge, which earns a creak from its frame.]

Just sleep.

[420]

[right. but before he is going to bed down, Gamzee summons a bottle of faygo from his mess of a sylladex, holding it out to Darkleer.]

Just try it, yeah? Might fuckin' help you some.

[stayb100ponyboy]

[Equius is still unhappy and unsettled by this turn of events, but he lets Darkleer put him on the bed and lays down obediently. He just hopes Darkleer wasn't planning on getting that arm back anytime soon, because he has no intention of letting it go.]

It helps, Dadleer. It really does.

[aim_exorable]

[Somehow, Darkleer doubts a bottle of soda is going to do much for his mood. But he takes it anyway, giving a tired smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes.]

We'll see. Now worry no more and simply rest.

[420]

Hey, we care. Of course we fuckin' worry.

[He shrugs a little, patting his pillow, before getting real nice and comfortable next to Equius.]

[stayb100ponyboy]

Yeah. We do.

[Equius looks up at Darkleer a moment longer, his eyes mirrors of his ancestor's, before he squeezes Darkleer's arm and reluctantly tries to go to sleep.]