"Spur of the moment thing. We, uh, you know..." He didn't smile, didn't bother to try because he knew it would come out all weird and wrong. Ate had said something about his father being possessed by weird, but when Phobos looked at Ares he didn't see anything weird. Just his dad.
Maybe 'weird' meant something different to the others? They had different meanings for so many things that it made him doubt whether they lived in the same world sometimes.
"Dad, your hand! You can't leave it like that!" As the blond pushed himself off the couch, he almost stepped on his brother, prompting a string of slurred profanities to tumble out of Deimos' mouth.
"TWO FUCKING EYES, PRINCESS! USE THEM, YOU FREAKIN' DUMBASS!" the brunet shouted at the other boy's retreating back and picked himself up from the ground, blinking and then smiling brightly at Ares.