"I'm trying to wake you out of your grumpy state, babe! Don't keep telling me to go away because I won't. Never. You think I will leave you? Don't you think I already would have by now? Well fuck. I am here and---I'm not leaving!"
The Swede's yelling faltered and then calmed as he realised he didn't really know what the fuck he was doing. His brother might have been right but fuck him! He loved Rekker even though most would see him as some nutjob with mental illness. The singer hated seeing the man like this and could feel the hurt and fear threaten to cause him to run. But he couldn't. His legs wouldn't work.
"I---didn't want to hit you but you needed it. To wake up. I don't know what else to do."
Bjorn sighed and then crouched down onto his knees touching Rekker's leg, just staying with him, not going anywhere. Fuck, was this the Swede's own fault for the Brit not taking his medicine? He didn't want to think about that because then Bjorn really would leave if he started blaming himself for Rekker's meltdowns.
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Date: 2021-10-30 08:59 pm (UTC)The Swede's yelling faltered and then calmed as he realised he didn't really know what the fuck he was doing. His brother might have been right but fuck him! He loved Rekker even though most would see him as some nutjob with mental illness. The singer hated seeing the man like this and could feel the hurt and fear threaten to cause him to run. But he couldn't. His legs wouldn't work.
"I---didn't want to hit you but you needed it. To wake up. I don't know what else to do."
Bjorn sighed and then crouched down onto his knees touching Rekker's leg, just staying with him, not going anywhere. Fuck, was this the Swede's own fault for the Brit not taking his medicine? He didn't want to think about that because then Bjorn really would leave if he started blaming himself for Rekker's meltdowns.