Don't you dare think that there is anything, past or present, that I would put in front of you. It has never been like that, ever! I need you to see that. I'm begging you.
Anonymous asked: What's your otp
Ha, my otp.
My otp is a boy meeting the most important person in his life when he’s only four, being commanded to keep him safe at all times even in the most risky situations, panicking at every injury, no matter if it’s a scratch or a gunshot, keeping him from feeling alien even when they don’t really have a home, seeing that boy leaving because it’s the best for him and he never wanted that life but also always returning to him. It’s two boys in a car fighting and dying (literally) for each other.