[ rhys gets it, he gets how much he fucked up and how fixing it with jack isn't just going to take a day but he wishes he could, like, pretend? for a moment? pretend that everything is fine and go out there and hug the shit out of his husband because it's been way too damn long since they were both on even ground again like this. now, jack knows everything and that should be... better? that should be much better than this.
but he also doesn't want to hide in here the rest of the day and while the pettiness in him claws at him to just keep the door locked and crawl back into bed until jack goes away -- he looks down then at the ring, now around his finger, and gives a sigh. he'll take a step back from the door, unlocking it and opening it... cautiously. he's not happy that he's covered in blood already though, feeling ridiculous that this keeps happening to him. ]
There, fine. I -- I opened it, alright?
[ he's actually kind of scared about what jack might do, he realizes. ]
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but he also doesn't want to hide in here the rest of the day and while the pettiness in him claws at him to just keep the door locked and crawl back into bed until jack goes away -- he looks down then at the ring, now around his finger, and gives a sigh. he'll take a step back from the door, unlocking it and opening it... cautiously. he's not happy that he's covered in blood already though, feeling ridiculous that this keeps happening to him. ]
There, fine. I -- I opened it, alright?
[ he's actually kind of scared about what jack might do, he realizes. ]