06-09-2022, 12:57 AM
Arthur wanted to roll his eyes. He very nearly did, but kept his annoyance masked behind fluttering blinks.
Was Malachi really still on this? As if Arthur wasn't right?
What right had he to accuse Arthur of lying when he was a priest, claiming to love Arthur?
No one loved Arthur. He was unlovable. He always had been, and he always would be.
"Just you, Malachi, and don't act like you don't deserve it." The doctor's gaze turned hard, and his own hand fell to poke Malachi's chest. "Don't act like I'm not right. You're either a liar yourself, or a whore."
His head tilted, looking up and down Malachi as much as he could so close, and scoffed.
"Look at yourself, Malachi. You're as bad as me, even if you're better than hiding it beneath your cassock and pride, but I've seen you without all that. The real you. Do you want to keep it hidden and keep suffering, or allow yourself to indulge?"
Was Malachi really still on this? As if Arthur wasn't right?
What right had he to accuse Arthur of lying when he was a priest, claiming to love Arthur?
No one loved Arthur. He was unlovable. He always had been, and he always would be.
"Just you, Malachi, and don't act like you don't deserve it." The doctor's gaze turned hard, and his own hand fell to poke Malachi's chest. "Don't act like I'm not right. You're either a liar yourself, or a whore."
His head tilted, looking up and down Malachi as much as he could so close, and scoffed.
"Look at yourself, Malachi. You're as bad as me, even if you're better than hiding it beneath your cassock and pride, but I've seen you without all that. The real you. Do you want to keep it hidden and keep suffering, or allow yourself to indulge?"
