everything is lost
GENRE: angst, make-up WORDS: 1512 SUMMARY: robert confronts aaron over his comments
i thought this was ooc for ever but oh WELL (thanks for your help, @beautifulhigh!
Their bedroom is a mess, clothes strewn about the floor, the bed covers half hanging off. It should be comforting, usually makes Robert feel the press of love behind his breastbone. Now it just infuriates him. He wants to break something, cause some damage, and clenches his hands into fists. He can’t do it, can’t give in to his rage, not when he’s trying so hard to be better.
For what, he thinks nastily, sitting on the edge of the bed. It’s Aaron’s side, his wet towel sitting in a puddle on the floor. Robert grits his teeth, hates it anyway, but now - now he just wants to tear it to shreds.
There’s footsteps on the stairs and the hair on the back of Robert’s neck stands on end. Aaron, then.
Dropping his head into his hands, Robert tries to keep his anger in check. He doesn’t want to lash out, not now, not when he’s supposed to be strong.
“Wondered where you’d got to.” Aaron says it lightly, like everything’s fine.
“Wanted to be on my own.”
Aaron doesn’t get the hint, comes into the bedroom and shuts the door behind him. “Think Liv’s feeling better.”