[ every small bit of comfort makes credence lose his heart to graves all the more. he's never put his hurt on display in front of anyone before - his sisters that he protects from mary lou's wrath, taking the blame for any small sin they may have committed, have never been allowed to see him so much as flinch in the face of his punishments. they already feel guilty enough.
but graves holds him and soothes him and makes him feel better when he's desperate and aching and at points wishing perhaps to die so that he could be free of her finally - the biggest sin of all, he thinks, but he can't help it - except now he doesn't want that. he wants to stay alive, but he still wants to be free of her. he doesn't know what to do about that.
he's not thinking about mary lou at all at the moment though, sitting atop him and tipping his head just so in order to grant graves the proper kiss that he seeks, eyes bright and almost merry as he looks down at him.
he does sober slightly at what graves says though, nodding cautiously. ] Of course.
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but graves holds him and soothes him and makes him feel better when he's desperate and aching and at points wishing perhaps to die so that he could be free of her finally - the biggest sin of all, he thinks, but he can't help it - except now he doesn't want that. he wants to stay alive, but he still wants to be free of her. he doesn't know what to do about that.
he's not thinking about mary lou at all at the moment though, sitting atop him and tipping his head just so in order to grant graves the proper kiss that he seeks, eyes bright and almost merry as he looks down at him.
he does sober slightly at what graves says though, nodding cautiously. ] Of course.