⠀ ⠀⠀I am having a 'crash out'. ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀... SIDE EYES. ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀Hands twitch. He is muttering beneath his breath —— 'do not offend a god, do not hit the god, do not raise a weapon—' ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀Too close —— .ᐟ Behind the mask hides flushed cheeks and wide eyes, but —— ❛ Don't do that —— Don't. Stop it. ❜ He had one thing going for him —— control and calm. He could have this settled easily! Just do breathing techniques —— ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀Touched again. He was torn between throwing a fit or —— No, breathe. Be calm. Be tranquil. ❛ Don't touch me or whisper in my ear, it's weird. ❜ Stepping away, or trying to avoid the other —— ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀. . . He cannot, today, and it irritates him. He slaps the other's hand —— ❛ Are you an idiot? ❜ Snapped out fast, before he realized who he snapped at. ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀A soft wheeze, a hand where the other touched him. ⠀ ❛ Name you a fool, when that is what you are? ❜ Not mocking, but —— he is —— Should not be easily riled up. ... And yet. ❛ Pardon me for saying what you are, my lord. ❜

⠀ ⠀⠀Courage will it —— Grabs his hand for like, one minute then speedwalks away. ⠀

⁣　　⁣　　 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚃𝚛𝚘𝚢 ⁣　　⁣　 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙷𝚞𝚜𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍 ⁣　　 #𝘔𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘙𝘗

⠀ ⠀⠀Tch —— embarrassing. He realizes too soon, when his hand is unnaturally warmer than usual. Dropping Doom's hand, folding it behind his back. ❛ Apologies. ❜ ⠀