Pairing: Lafferson
It wasn't supposed to go this way. It wasn't supposed to be like this. He wasn't supposed to be weak.
But here he was, curled up against his boyfriend's chest as his body quakes, black strands clinging to his damp cheeks as he sniffles and sobs, unable to process the world around him.
Thomas didn't know why he had allowed the harsh jibes of Republicans get to him. They just knew his soft spots. Simple, really.
Another sob ripped its way to the surface, allowing him to cling tighter to the frenchman now petting over his hair.
It's a long while before he isn't shaking as much, isn't sobbing and gasping. He goes limp, whimpering pathetically.
He wished he wasn't alive.
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100 Prompts Challenge
FanfictionHonestly, I'm only gonna do most of these. Song prompts were included on the list, and I don't have the creativity to do those--
