Fics like i was born sorry

He loves the kids, and the Horsemen — he’s wanted them to come back for so long, despite the lingering bitterness that clouds every memory they’ve made, the searing ache of abandonment tainting every thought of his former teammates whenever he thinks of them for too long without the burn of alcohol on his tongue. He hadn’t known how to be alone when they’d left, and he’d spent so long trying to cope with the sudden isolation that he’d started seeking it out, as though to convince him that he’d wanted it in the first place — as though making it a choice could make it hurt less. He’d have thought he’d be thrilled to suddenly have the team back, all of them — and with the addition of the kids, the team’s never seemed livelier, brighter and closer than before, the three of them bringing an enthusiasm to the team that they haven’t seen in over a decade— and yet, now that he’s here, it’s all entirely too overwhelming to keep track of. — A house of eight people is— a lot, really, if you spent a decade isolating yourself from the world in silence. There's too many noises, and too many things happening at once — and unfortunately, J. Daniel Atlas has never been very tactful.

Fics like i was born sorry

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