When Reid finally walked up the driveway of the Simms' residence, he was tired, his lips were parched, and his face was burning from the spring sun that he had not counted on being so hot already.
Not that he'd had that much of time to consider such shit.
And still, the reason for the slump of his shoulders as he knocked on the door had nothing to do with being tired. Not physically, at least.
Right. Don't think of it. His arms wrapped more around him, as though he could protect himself from the misery, while the words his mom had said, her voice so... calm, so contained, so normal that it made him want to puke, ran through his head again before he managed to banish them at least somewhat once again.
He breathed out in relief when it was Tyler who answered the knock. He'd had as much dealing with adults as he wanted to take for today. Wishful thinking, you know.
Shaddup.
( Reid! )
Muse: Reid Garwin
Fandom: The Covenant
Word count: 889
A/N: Any 'verse, age 14-15 i.e. before any 'verse splits! Tyler is![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
their_babyboy, used with permission and much love.
Not that he'd had that much of time to consider such shit.
And still, the reason for the slump of his shoulders as he knocked on the door had nothing to do with being tired. Not physically, at least.
Right. Don't think of it. His arms wrapped more around him, as though he could protect himself from the misery, while the words his mom had said, her voice so... calm, so contained, so normal that it made him want to puke, ran through his head again before he managed to banish them at least somewhat once again.
He breathed out in relief when it was Tyler who answered the knock. He'd had as much dealing with adults as he wanted to take for today. Wishful thinking, you know.
Shaddup.
( Reid! )
Muse: Reid Garwin
Fandom: The Covenant
Word count: 889
A/N: Any 'verse, age 14-15 i.e. before any 'verse splits! Tyler is
their_babyboy, used with permission and much love.
