Honestly, Barry wasn't sure what he was expecting. If he was even expecting anything. He'd been prepared to walk out the door and break down sobbing, crying the whole way to wherever Lup took Lucretia. He'd been prepared to avoid going home for the rest of the day, knowing Taako would stew in his own fury and hurt for long enough to have some choice words for all of them as soon as they came home.
Would Lup even want to come home tonight? Would she stay wherever Lucretia ends up? Would Barry stay with them?
He doesn't know. It doesn't matter. Because Taako is holding on to him and asking him to stay. Saying please in the smallest voice he's ever heard him use. There's no way Barry's leaving now.]
Okay. Okay, I... I won't leave.
[Barry might be making a mistake here - he feels like he's already made a few - but he can't stop himself from moving closer. He can't stop himself from turning to face Taako and pulling him closer, wrapping his arms around him, and hugging him tight. Even if Taako doesn't want a hug right now, Barry really does. His stomach still hurts from the elf's distrusting words, from his stubborn refusal to consider past events outside his own perspective, but it doesn't change how much he loves him. It doesn't change that Taako is his brother. That he would kill and die for him in a heartbeat, like he's done so many times in their century together.]
I'm not leavin'. [Barry shudders softly, feeling the tears coming. He squeezes the elf close, runs a hand through his hair.] Not goin' anywhere.
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Honestly, Barry wasn't sure what he was expecting. If he was even expecting anything. He'd been prepared to walk out the door and break down sobbing, crying the whole way to wherever Lup took Lucretia. He'd been prepared to avoid going home for the rest of the day, knowing Taako would stew in his own fury and hurt for long enough to have some choice words for all of them as soon as they came home.
Would Lup even want to come home tonight? Would she stay wherever Lucretia ends up? Would Barry stay with them?
He doesn't know. It doesn't matter. Because Taako is holding on to him and asking him to stay. Saying please in the smallest voice he's ever heard him use. There's no way Barry's leaving now.]
Okay. Okay, I... I won't leave.
[Barry might be making a mistake here - he feels like he's already made a few - but he can't stop himself from moving closer. He can't stop himself from turning to face Taako and pulling him closer, wrapping his arms around him, and hugging him tight. Even if Taako doesn't want a hug right now, Barry really does. His stomach still hurts from the elf's distrusting words, from his stubborn refusal to consider past events outside his own perspective, but it doesn't change how much he loves him. It doesn't change that Taako is his brother. That he would kill and die for him in a heartbeat, like he's done so many times in their century together.]
I'm not leavin'. [Barry shudders softly, feeling the tears coming. He squeezes the elf close, runs a hand through his hair.] Not goin' anywhere.