Re: Tommy/Sean
"Stop being so rational," Sean grumbled, though without any real menace in his tone. Anger was what was keeping him going. Reason was...a fast track to pain he wasn't sure he could deal with just yet. But, he couldn't deny he probably did sound like a spoiled toddler with his silly protests. "Although, really, the only thing I liked about that movie was john Williams' score," he added with a smirk.
Sighing, he shook his head. "Dad would have my head if I did it your way." Seeing if Brian had a small bit of weed he could spare for a night or two might not be amiss, though. It had been a few years, but extreme circumstances could excuse extreme measures. His smirk turned wicked one half second before he leaned in to kiss Tommy's cheek. "You're not half-bad at the fiance gig, you know that?"
Sobering again, he gripped Tommy's arm. "Thanks. This helped. I don't know that I'm ready to let go of the anger quite yet. I'm needed too much around here and I'll be useless when I finally do let go." He huffed softly. "Funny, I was always the weak link, the one most likely to end up dead or in trouble and needing their help. Now I'm the one that's left."