Caph quiets around him, filling the room with a piercing, whistling silence that shakes his bones. Fang chokes on a sob, his arms uselessly bunching up the fabric of his shirt. Off-kilter and vulnerable in front of a monster, spitting his insecurities at her feet as though she’d pick them up and repent for him. How terribly pathetic of him.
this has been sitting in my wip hell folder for literally over a year, so im just going to post the lines because i still like them and maybe in the future ill come back to color this!
