forum Why Can’t I Just Hate You?! (Closed with Eli-the-transboi) (1/1) (MxM) (TW)
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@Rhys group

Reo’s head moves to the side and he yelps, moving back, staring at Lixian, “I don’t know what you think, but some people actually care about you!”
(Bro, my. Brain just went- ‘anger fucking’ wtf-)

@Rhys group

Reo scowls, “How else do you think I would put up with you shoving me around, throwing shit at me and slapping me?! You think I only do the shit that makes you do that for my own fucking pleasure?!”

@Rhys group

Reo throws his hands out to his side, “Maybe so! But I fucking care about you! Maybe too much.” He looks away, “Maybe way to fucking much for everything you do. Didn’t even say thank you when I spend all day getting you fucking liquor. Despite the fact I wasted it. You never say thank you for anything.” He looks at him, his gaze wounded, “The only thing I want from you is for you to just. . . care about yourself.”

@Rhys group

Reo shakes his head, “Well. Everyone deserves to be selfish in life sometimes.” He whispers. He looks back at him.

(There’s a big ass bruise on his face-)

@Rhys group

Reo goes quiet, closing the front door and locking it, looking at the floor and walking to towards the couch.

(You saw it?)

@Rhys group

“How so. . ?” He mumbles, hiding his face in Lixian’s shoulder.

(He’s like- my snuggles will make you feel better—)

@Rhys group

Reo sighs, nuzzling closer, “Because I don’t want you to be alone. . . I don’t want you hurting inside. . . And I’m scared of what you may do when you’re alone. . .”

@Rhys group

Reo frown, pulling his face away and looking at Lixian. Hurt shone on his face and he looks away, “I do. . .” He mumbles.

@Rhys group

Reo huffs, pressing his face into Lixian’s chest, “Why else do you think I put up with you? That slap was hard enough to bruise someone without my condition.”

@Rhys group

Reo huffed, “I could easily find someone who didn’t abuse me and use my love to his advantage.” He sighs, “Or, at least someone who would say sorry and love me back. . .” He whispers.