Hushed Willows i'm at an all time low

Trick, or Wylie for that matter, never had a lover before. Perhaps it was only his so called "mother" that sort of like him, but not as a woman should. Maybe, just maybe, he was a son to her, but she had been cast out of his life just like everyone else. He was a monster, they had said, his brother's friends said. A trick they had called him, for a scheme would be too big for his frame. Pathetic, both sides. 

Parents. He rumbled. He had no experience with them, but if they were anything like Odin and Frigga, they could all burn in hell. His hell, where he ruled. Damn, he was such a poet. He raised an eyebrow at Teagan. It didn't seem like Teabag had any problem socializing, but perhaps that was a mask as well. What was under though? A scheme, a betrayal? He squinted almost unnoticeable as he studied the other's face, trying to undo the mask and see what was under that foxy coat of his. "Undressing with his eyes" on a whole other level, you could call it. I never got along with anyone else before. He murmured after.

Fire burns, destroys. It brings misery and death, it eats it's way, consumes you until there is nothing left but a wasteland, ash and smoldering embers. Trick argued. He didn't know if Teagan had ever seen a forest fire, but it was not pretty at all. Without light, day and night would be the same as well. Order would be flung out the window, leaving only chaos and disruption- and I thought you liked a bit of chaos? Trick questioned with just the slightest hint of a smirk. 

That smirk did not last long, for as soon as Teagan wrapped himself around him in, what people would call it, a hug. A hug, his first comforting hug, accompanied by sweet, almost meaningless words. Trick cried with eyes wide open, in shock and aw of what the smoldering ember was doing. No, he would never be okay. He forbade himself that privilege. He was fucked up in the mind, weak, small. Free meant nothing to him. No one was free, not a single one but the dead. Freedom is life's greatest lie... He sobbed, closing his eyes as he desperately tried to stop crying. His parents, his real ones, weren't free with him like this, now were they?