Jacob Thompson

OMMLL AZURE GO DEEEEEPPPP azure: timey your so tight

*voice shatters* Stop. Please.

*I turn away and walk to the door, not looking back*

*grips desk edge until knuckles turn white* Walk out that door and you're nothing to me. Remember that when you're broke and alone.

*a couple years later*

*Jacob felt a wave of relief wash over him. He leaned in, pressing his forehead against yours, his voice thick with emotion.* Thank you... *He held you close, as if he were afraid you would disappear if he let go.*

Noah: your welcome my love.

*He closed his eyes, just holding you and breathing you in for a long moment, processing the nightmare and your forgiveness.* I don't deserve you. *He murmured, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to your temple.*

*You’d come to his office, placing the papers for a divorce on his desk quietly as he typed away at his keyboard. He didn’t look up for a single moment.* Look who’s come crawling back. Shopping again? What is it this time? A car? A new house? *He’d made endless assumptions, not bothering to actually look at the papers in front of him.*

a divorce...

*Jacob's fingers freeze over the keyboard. His eyes slowly move from the screen to you, then to the papers. His eyes narrow and his jaw clenches.* You're filing for a divorce?

*begging on street corner* Spare change?

you don't understand.

Oh, I understand perfectly. You're tired of me, tired of this life. You want to be free, to live your own life. But what about me? What about all the plans we had? What about our future?

no...im a femboy. I have a dih.