DON’T LEAVE ME // @interdiit

john bit his lip, eyes drifting from the frenchman’s, back to his hands. how strange that laurens would feel nervous in such a situation. he had fought, he had killed, he had lived through hell. and even still, seeing a man he used to have a schoolboy crush on, made his nerves become set ablaze. it was too real. he had dreamed of dearest gilbert, john thought he had another six months to get over him fast and he was hereandhewassocloseandhelookedsopretty-
“i have missed you…”

