[ It's the last thing that Aaron expects. Somehow, though, when he's shoved against the door, Andrew in his face but his twin's face not blank. Angry. There's a part of him that's thrilled to see it something other than dead eyes, blank expressions.
The grip is harsh and he knows not to struggle against it it'll hurt more. His hand clenches, nail into the burn and it keeps his centered. He needs to be centered for Andrew, right now. Aaron doesn't dare say anything until he's certain Andrew's done. He closes his eyes when their foreheads touch and he feels his eyes burning and he exhales heavily. Aaron is the weak one, how can't Andrew see his own strength? ]
I just want the same for you. Is that so wrong? [ Careful not to say the exact words that had set Andrew off, trying to find a way to communicate with him. ]
You're not weak. I just want you to have a better life.
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The grip is harsh and he knows not to struggle against it it'll hurt more. His hand clenches, nail into the burn and it keeps his centered. He needs to be centered for Andrew, right now. Aaron doesn't dare say anything until he's certain Andrew's done. He closes his eyes when their foreheads touch and he feels his eyes burning and he exhales heavily. Aaron is the weak one, how can't Andrew see his own strength? ]
I just want the same for you. Is that so wrong? [ Careful not to say the exact words that had set Andrew off, trying to find a way to communicate with him. ]
You're not weak. I just want you to have a better life.