dramioneficquotes:

“And now look at me.” He spreads his arms wide and gives a defeated, incredulous sort of huff. “Now, I do know you, and now I’m fucking hopeless. Now I don’t lose sleep over missions, or Marks, or my fucking father — I lose sleep over you. Wondering what happens to you if I ever fuck up again. If I’m already fucking things up just by being involved. You — you sit there after barging your way into my head, into my fucking bloodstream — trespassing — and you want to hear what I think? You want me to tell you you’re pretty? So bloody beautiful I want to gouge my fucking eyes out? You want to hear that? After you took this stupid fucking organ out of my chest with your little fist and you just —” He gathers his own hand into a fist. “— just fucking squeezed until it looked fit to burst? After I begged you not to stand between me and whatever consequences I fucking earned? After I told you I couldn’t stand to have one more fucking thing weighing on my conscience? After all this fucking pain you put me through, you want to hear what I think?”

Breath Mints / Battle Scars Chapter 44 by @onyx-and-elm