[ the waiting sucked but v knew that all he needed to do was just make it until roman was there. when roman knocked v opened the door quickly as if he had been sitting on the couch waiting (which is what he had been doing) for roman to arrive. he looked miserable. he hadn't been sleeping right, he probably could use some food, he needed another hit that he wasn't taking for whatever reason. it was probably the soberest he'd been since they'd met.
v said nothing as he abandoned the door so that roman could enter and retreated back to the couch, sitting and leaning forward to rest his head in his hands with his elbows on his knees. the way v gripped his hair betrayed just how upset he was no matter how steady his voice may be, no matter how controlled his tone was. ]
He's gone, Roman. Kerry's gone.
[ those knuckles tangled in his hair tightened for a moment before he let go and leaned back a little - just so that his head wasn't resting in his hands and he could look at roman. his eyes had the shine of tears building and wanting to spill. ]
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v said nothing as he abandoned the door so that roman could enter and retreated back to the couch, sitting and leaning forward to rest his head in his hands with his elbows on his knees. the way v gripped his hair betrayed just how upset he was no matter how steady his voice may be, no matter how controlled his tone was. ]
He's gone, Roman. Kerry's gone.
[ those knuckles tangled in his hair tightened for a moment before he let go and leaned back a little - just so that his head wasn't resting in his hands and he could look at roman. his eyes had the shine of tears building and wanting to spill. ]
Am I just... Not enough? For anyone?