@periodiic cont. from X.

    He gives a gentle shrug, just barely visible from the moonlight creeping in through the hallway’s windows. For a moment, he’d stop and think, perhaps he was getting too old to keep doing this. Maybe his emotional vulnerability when he was alone with his father was something he should have grown out of. Perhaps… He was becoming too reliant. Almost immediately, Lucien shakes the thought off, opting for the comfort of his father rather than being alone at the moment, his dad was someone he NEEDED right now.

    ❝Around three, I think,❞ he replies, having not taken the time in recent hours to look at the time, despite how exclusively he’d been looking at his phone since he’d initially crawled into bed, finding himself sleepless and alone. 

    Before Damien could even give an answer, Lucien found himself crawling in next to Damien, sinking comfortably against the mattress. ❝I’ve just… It’s… Been a crappy night.❞