gatekeepcr:

_{worry had overtaken her when he didn’t come back home for lunch like he promised he would.  it takes no more than a call to tig to find him at the clubhouse.   she’d dropped jax  off at mary’s before taking the caddy and driving back to tm.   purse is dangling from her  elbow as she knocks on the door to his room before pushing it open.  his back is to her , but that doesn’t deter her from the mission.  purse is tossed onto the bed as she approaches ,   ❛  hey ,   where the hell were   ——    oh my god.  ❜   she’s standing at his side ,  one hand on his shoulder ,   watching as the blood is drips from his closed fist ,  a frantic glance around finds it on the dented wall as well.  concern washes away any trace of anger or annoyance ,   and she’s grabbed a dirty tee-shirt to wrap around his hand.    eyes lift slowly ,   wide and fearful.  ❛   jesus christ.   clay ,  what’s going on  ?  ❜}

           _{in a sense he feels like he’s FAILED her ; that he’s less of a man for what he cannot give her . && it takes him an age before he can look at her , the gentle press of her hand against his through the shirt is near enough to break a normally so stoic man . but he holds it together , gaze directed at the wall that now bore his mark ; a dent that he wouldn’t do anything about at all , a constant reminder of how he had LET HER DOWN . he leaves his hand in her grasp , jaw clenching tightly as fists opens && closes once more , it’s only then that he looks at her out of the corner of his eye .           ❝ — went to the doctor today . ❞}

gatekeepcr:

_{it surprises her ,   how it always does ,  that he takes her by her taking hold of her hips and gently turning her around.   it’s a normal morning ,  same as any other ,   the coffee is dripping into the pot on the counter ,   bacon is sizzling in the pan ,  but he’s suddenly found time to lay all his affections bare for her.   she’s taken by the intensity of the blue in his eyes.   she always is.  it seems to go on for miles ,   and in it’s depths ,  she can see the truth behind every word he utters.  kiss still manages to take her by surprise ,   and the barest hint of color rises to the high points of her cheekbones.   smile overtakes her expression , but response comes naturally ,   ❛   i love you too ,  clay.  ❜     there’s a moment of hesitation ,    head tilting ever so slightly ,   ❛   what’s all this about  ?  ❜}

            _{he wasn’t a man of words , they never really came easily for him  much less words laden in devotion && commitment . even with her , with more than a decade between them , but there were moments when it all came think && fast , when he couldn’t stop it spilling over in hushed tones whispered against her skin , arms around slender frame that fit so perfectly against his own ; he had never believed in soulmates , in the idea that a singular person could be someones EVERYTHING , but she was it … slipping herself into his arms && heart when she belonged to another - he would claim she was always his , made for him , it was simply time that kept them apart in the beginning .         ❝ — just felt i should tell ya , not like we’ve had alotta time together lately . ❞}

                      _{it’s STAGGERING , the way ideals can come crashing down around you - he doesn’t think about the implications in regards to himself ; he’s thinking about her && what this will mean for T H E M , if there will even be a ‘them’ after he tells her it’s all his fault ; the problem lies with him , not her … it was never her . knuckles crack as fists clench , it’s an anger that radiates with unspoken pain && grief , a loss he doesn’t know how to cope with ; has never felt before , && it’s in this moment that fist meets wall , shock waves through large frame - again && again && again . knuckles bleed && bruise , but it still doesn’t feel like enough penance . / @gatekeepcr​}

gatekeepcr:

_{@fallenpresident LOOK AT OUR CHILDREN}

             _{there are no grand gestures , no fancy words . they’re not needed , && he holds her impossibly close , not a single utterance offered in that moment … not yet . hands smooth around her lower back , one slipping up rest fingers against the back of her neck , tilting her head to enable the further press of his lips to hers , lingering there to exhale ; everything in the world that matters to him is held within his hands right now ; his life between his fingers , && he swears he could never love her more than he does within his moment - that’s a lie, tomorrow he will love her even more , && the day after that && the day after that .            ❛ — i love you , gem . ❜ / @gatekeepcr​}

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