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just need a little light (closed; james)
Jun. 17th, 2015 12:56 pmDavin doesn't really know what's wrong with him.
Well, he has some ideas. He's been through a lot. A whole lot, but he should be better than this. He should be stronger. But apparently he isn't. He can feel himself withdrawing, getting quieter. Getting sad. This isn't a new feeling to Davin in the slightest, but he's always been able to beat it before. He's always been able to come out on top, no matter what he's faced.
Maybe not this time.
He feels this desperate urge to get away from the city, and he finds himself thinking about Brigid's shrine. He could be in Ireland in under an hour, and the temptation is strong. Really, incredibly strong. But he can't just leave. He has responsibilities. He has James.
Davin knows that he isn't really being fair to James. It's a lot of pressure to put on what's still a fairly new relationship, but he's trying. He feels best when he's in James' arms, and that means so much to him. It's why he wants to go away with him so badly. Part of it, anyway. But that isn't right either. The trip is supposed to be a happy event, not an escape. He just needs to try harder. '
He's home from work, and he's exhausted. His potions sped up his healing and his cast is already off. There are no physical reminders left from his time with Roman, saved for a faint, silvery scar where the wrench hit his temple. He's back to work full time, maybe a little bit more than full time, but he still loves what he does. Working on cars helps clear his head, and makes everything feel a little bit normal.
After his shower, he's considering just going to bed. It's still relatively early, but lately he's just been so exhausted. It's summer, but he's pale. There are dark circles under his eyes, and even though his enchanted charm keeps the actual nightmares away, he still has trouble falling to sleep. Everything is just so much.
He's standing in the door of his bedroom when there's a knock on the front door. After pulling on some sweats, he goes over to open it. James is standing on the other side, and Davin's mouth curves up into a genuine smile. He brightens a little at the unexpected visit, and he stands up a little straighter. "Hey, babe. It's good t'see ya. Come on in."
Well, he has some ideas. He's been through a lot. A whole lot, but he should be better than this. He should be stronger. But apparently he isn't. He can feel himself withdrawing, getting quieter. Getting sad. This isn't a new feeling to Davin in the slightest, but he's always been able to beat it before. He's always been able to come out on top, no matter what he's faced.
Maybe not this time.
He feels this desperate urge to get away from the city, and he finds himself thinking about Brigid's shrine. He could be in Ireland in under an hour, and the temptation is strong. Really, incredibly strong. But he can't just leave. He has responsibilities. He has James.
Davin knows that he isn't really being fair to James. It's a lot of pressure to put on what's still a fairly new relationship, but he's trying. He feels best when he's in James' arms, and that means so much to him. It's why he wants to go away with him so badly. Part of it, anyway. But that isn't right either. The trip is supposed to be a happy event, not an escape. He just needs to try harder. '
He's home from work, and he's exhausted. His potions sped up his healing and his cast is already off. There are no physical reminders left from his time with Roman, saved for a faint, silvery scar where the wrench hit his temple. He's back to work full time, maybe a little bit more than full time, but he still loves what he does. Working on cars helps clear his head, and makes everything feel a little bit normal.
After his shower, he's considering just going to bed. It's still relatively early, but lately he's just been so exhausted. It's summer, but he's pale. There are dark circles under his eyes, and even though his enchanted charm keeps the actual nightmares away, he still has trouble falling to sleep. Everything is just so much.
He's standing in the door of his bedroom when there's a knock on the front door. After pulling on some sweats, he goes over to open it. James is standing on the other side, and Davin's mouth curves up into a genuine smile. He brightens a little at the unexpected visit, and he stands up a little straighter. "Hey, babe. It's good t'see ya. Come on in."