Tavin hated when the kid was on something. Yeah he understood the reasons, he knew sometimes it helped. But hell if he had to like it. He wanted the kid to be able to be without them. To not be so fucked up by his abilities and all the world around him. Nothing was that easy though. Tavin knew that. Damn did he know that. Generally Tavin knew when the kid was taking meds again and when he wasn’t. Generally Tavin was around enough to notice. But lately that wasn’t the case….yet he could still tell when he came in that the kid hadn’t slept. It was obvious in his features. The slight red of his eyes.
Made Tavin feel like crap. He knew better then to leave the kid alone for long.
“Thought you might be.” Tavin returned, tossing his keys onto the table and tugging off his jacket. Instead of hanging it up like he should have he just tossed it onto a near by chair. IT wasn’t typical of him, most of the time he wanted to ensure his goods and all that were out of sight of the kid. This morning even those extra steps to the bedroom first seemed like too much fucking work.
He was more exhausted then he had thought. That was generally how it worked with Tavin though. He never realized just how tired he was until he finally let himself slow down for a second. Till that point came he could keep himself going for weeks working. More then once it had been needed…but it had been a long time.
Work wasn’t something he’d let take him down to this point. It wasn’t worth it. But family was. He still didn’t know if he should tell Jerzy. He debated the idea, he’d gone back and forth since he spoke with Eliina. One day he was sure he was going to tell him and the next he was convinced he wouldn’t till it was safe. There were risks no matter what he did. And he hated feeling like he was making choices for the kid. That wasn’t how he wanted things to be.
Sometimes it just had to be though.
“What you playing?” Tavin questioned, crossing through the room and giving a glance towards the tv before joining his brother in the kitchen. Of course being joined by Tanya who could never leave him the hell alone. What could she not even give him a minute? Already she was trying to trip him as he walked.
Tavin arched a brow, walking by his brother and pushing some hair away from the kids face. “I’ll cook, been awhile. Chocolate chip pancakes or you want something else?” he was pretty sure he had all the crap for it…though he hadn’t gone shopping in a while. Fuck he needed to do that. Food was rarely something he thought about and at least he brought food home for Jerzy pretty damned often.
Still the fact that Tavin could work was a pretty rare known fact. Wasn’t something he did often or for many. Or hell anyone besides Jerzy. Already he was going through the pantry, trying to figure out what they had…and trying to find some bacon or sausage or something a bit more filling for himself to eat.