( perci's disbelief struggles against the weight of lethe's sincerity, against his determination.
it twists in the pit of his stomach. no, it says. he might mean it but it'll be a lie.
but some part of him... something in the quiet recesses, wants to believe. so perci crumbles, silently gripping onto lethe and burying his face in his shoulder. )
no subject
it twists in the pit of his stomach. no, it says. he might mean it but it'll be a lie.
but some part of him... something in the quiet recesses, wants to believe. so perci crumbles, silently gripping onto lethe and burying his face in his shoulder. )