Rekker tried to take a deep breath but he felt like he couldn't get enough air. The feeling of faint lightheadedness almost toppled the Brit over. His eyes fixed on Bjorn with wide blown pupils and a glassy looking stare as he felt the hands in his. For a moment, he can't tell if the contact is helping or making it worse.
"I... Fuck!" Rekker shoved his hair out of his face roughly while trying to calm down. None of it was working. "There.. fuck."
He couldn't get anything sensible out. Surely Bjorn was going to run like everyone else had in his life. Could it get any worse than his mind was imagining now? Probably not. Rekker's panic peaked to the point that he swayed in a way that was indicative of passing out. He forced his hand into his pocket and pulled out that lilac velvet box.
"You.." Words just left him but the box had an ocean blue diamond ring inside. "It doesn't mean fucking shit anywhere."
He wanted to throw the box across the room in a rage but managed to maintain the death grip on it.
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Date: 2022-02-14 10:08 pm (UTC)"I... Fuck!" Rekker shoved his hair out of his face roughly while trying to calm down. None of it was working. "There.. fuck."
He couldn't get anything sensible out. Surely Bjorn was going to run like everyone else had in his life. Could it get any worse than his mind was imagining now? Probably not. Rekker's panic peaked to the point that he swayed in a way that was indicative of passing out. He forced his hand into his pocket and pulled out that lilac velvet box.
"You.." Words just left him but the box had an ocean blue diamond ring inside. "It doesn't mean fucking shit anywhere."
He wanted to throw the box across the room in a rage but managed to maintain the death grip on it.