forum Pheasant Brook (O/O with Icarus!)

Started December 12, 2019 by @GoblinKing

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"It's alright, Will." He replied softly, still stroking Wilhelm's hair, touch gentle. "Yeh dinnae have anythin' ta be sorry fer."

“Right. Sorry.” He mumbled, shutting his eyes for a few moments. “I don’t want you to think that I’m a bad person, Connor. I don’t want you to not like me.” His voice was quiet and soft.

"Will, ah dinnae think yer a bad person, alright? The only people ah've ever considered bad are my uncle and…" He trailed off. "Well. The second one is nae important."

Wilhelm nodded, still leaned into Connor’s hand. “That’s reassuring.”

He nodded a little bit. "Mhm. Good." He gave Wilhelm a gentle smile, still stroking Wil's hair.

Wilhelm ran his nails over his other hand, though not enough to hurt. Just enough for him to know they were there. “How do you already know how to calm me down? Is it just a stroke of luck?” He laughed softly, more breathily than anything.

Connor let out a faint laugh at that. "Ah dinnae know. Ah'm just doin' what m' ma used ta do when ah was upset." He replied.

(Gtg in five minutes)

(Ok, thanks for the heads up)

“Well, it works like a damn charm.” Wilhelm’s mouth held the faintest trace of a smile. His breathing was steadier now, but it still hitched occasionally.

(np)

Connor smiled. "Ah know it does." he replied, still stroking Wilhelm's hair, trying to help the other calm down.

It must’ve been an odd sight to see- Wilhelm sitting on his bed, his head resting in another boy’s hand. He was fairly calmed down by now, thank god, no longer trying to force thoughts out of his head.

Connor looked down at Wilhelm with a faint little smile. "Feelin' better now?" he asked softly.

He laughed softly, nodding. “Yeah, I am. Thanks, Connor. You’re a saint for putting up with that.” A faint smile pulled at the corners of his lips.

Connor smiled again. "Yer welcome. An' ah'm no saint, but thanks." he replied, still absently smoothing a hand through Wilhelm's hair.

“Maybe not. But you’re something close.” Wilhelm smiled, absently leaning into Connor just a tiny bit more.

"Mm…no' really." he replied with a smile and a shrug.

“Damn, you’re making this difficult!” He laughed, tone a little teasing. “Just take the compliment, won’t you?”

He smiled. "Fine, fine. Ah'm a saint." He replied with a laugh, smiling at Wilhelm.

“See, was that so bad?” Wilhelm said with a lopsided smile, almost reflexively running his fingers through his hair, though he quickly stopped himself.

Connor's hand was still lightly stroking Wilhelm's hair, as if he had forgotten he was doing it. "Mm. Ah dinnae know."

Wilhelm had finally gotten a steady grip on his breathing. “You don’t know? That’s tragic, because I do.”

He snorted softly. "Oh? Then what's th' answer?" He replied, arching an eyebrow at Wilhelm.

“Well, see, now I’d feel silly saying it.” Wilhelm sniffed, shrugging his shoulders. “Because I think you’ve misunderstood me.”

Connor cocked his head. "Say 't anyways." he replied with a smile.

“I was simply going to say that even if you don’t know that you’re a saint- or at least a good person- I do, and I hope that you’ll trust me on that.” Wilhelm rubbed his eyes. “Does that make sense?”

He chuckled softly. "Mm. Yeah, tha' makes sense, ah guess." he replied with a smile.