[Serif knew, logically, that there was a limit to how often he could push his brother away. And it wasn't like he could blame Tempus for getting upset with him. He was trying to reach out and all Serif could do was shut him out. So it only made sense. He knew that.
But that didn't make the response hurt less. Nothing could make it hurt less.]
It's not-
[He stops himself, because honestly, he doesn't even really know where he was going with that sentence. Trying to deny things is only going to make this all even worse. And Tempus deserves better than a crappy lie, especially right now.
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But that didn't make the response hurt less. Nothing could make it hurt less.]
It's not-
[He stops himself, because honestly, he doesn't even really know where he was going with that sentence. Trying to deny things is only going to make this all even worse. And Tempus deserves better than a crappy lie, especially right now.
God, he's just so tired.]
...
I'm sorry.