justin finch-fletchley is a fierce badger. (nosnakes) wrote in vindicatus,
Wayne/Justin
“I just don’t get it,” Justin muttered, staying close to Wayne as if the proximity would help things. Maybe it did, knowing he had a friend who would listen and not judge. Maybe he shouldn’t have another drink, maybe he should have stopped a couple drinks ago, but at this point he didn’t give a shit and figured it was too late. It was his birthday, after all. If he wanted to get drunk and confused about where things had gone wrong in his life, well, it was his party and he’d fuck it up if he wanted to.
“If I had a reason, if something’d gone bad, I’d understand. But it didn’t, she’s fine.” There’d been a while where they hadn’t known, but it wasn’t like his love for her had stopped when she got sick. She hadn’t even let him say anything when she’d given the ring back. “I don’t want to give up, Hops.”