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what  about  me .ᐣ  what  about  what  i  need .ᐣ  [  it’s  a  selfish  thought  ⸻  but  hadn’t  mikael  earned  the  right  to  be  selfish  once  in  a  while .ᐣ  back  then,  he  had  always  been  the  firecracker  between  them;  but  now  he  sounded  hollow,  defeated,  completely  worn-out.  he  shakes  his  head,  salty  tears  soaking  into  the  other’s  shirt.  ]  ..  i’m  so,  so  tired,  pi.  i’m  tired  of  fighting.
            
            ⠀‬‬ ⠀⠀‬‬⠀⠀‬‬ ꒰ঌ    @heavensfooI 

@heavenstrongest     ⌖͟ᰭ ᰬ         'you  have  to  eventually;  you  know  that,  right?'     his  words  were  spoken  with  a  quiet  scoff.  the  playful  lilt  to  his  voice  an  all  too  familiar  sound  to  the  archangel.  it  brought  back  memories  of  simpler  times  —  of  two  boys  who  knew  nothing  of  the  world  around  them  except  each  other.     'the  world'll  continue  to  spin  whether  i'm  in  it  or  not,  but  it  needs  you.'

[  a  faint,  hollow  smile  tugs  at  the  archangel’s  lips;  he  buries  his  face  into  the  crook  of  his  best  friend’s  neck,  bracing  his  arm  around  his  waist.  ]   i  miss  you,   [  mikael  draws  a  sharp,  shaky  breath;  his  fingers  clasp  tightly  at  pietro’s  shirt,  desperately  unwilling  to  let  the  mirage  go.  ]  miss  you  so  much  it  hurts.  [  he  shuts  his  eyes,  chest  tight  with  something  awful  and  fierce;  selfish  as  it  may  be,  he  clings  onto  the  illusion  of  their  closeness  like  it’s  everything  he  has.  ]  don’t  wanna  wake  up  from  this.  don’t  wanna  be  sober.
            
            ⠀‬‬ ⠀⠀‬‬⠀⠀‬‬ ꒰ঌ    @heavensfooI