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.       even knowing ky’lar is needling him, speaking to his exact fears, it has the intended effect and roman’s chest is filled with gnawing doubt. what if it’s NOT worth it? oh he loves wes, will do ANYTHING for wes, but what if he’s sacrificing himself for nothing? what if ky is stringing him along with no intent to ever deliver his end of the bargain, finding loophole after loophole that roman hasn’t performed as promised?

     ❝ you’re wrong. ❞ still, his voice wavers, lips pressing together briefly so the skin around them goes white.

❝ maybe your family’s shit, but mine’s not. but i guess that’s too much for you to understand, so i’ll quit trying to explain. ❞ he shrugs the demon’s hand off his shoulder and straightens his suit jacket.

   _{❝ all families are shit, ❞ he said far more bluntly than absolutely needed. if roman was going to explain, ky would voice his own point for the matter, but the truth of it was… his experience was different than most. he wouldn’t get into it, but he knew that some people would do anything for their families; his own included. he’d seen his father protect him even when ky didn’t think he would.}

_{a reason to why the demon believed there was a bond there; it wasn’t exactly one made a blood either, but it was just as strong. something that while ky didn’t understand it… he couldn’t deny that it would with-stand the test of time. unless some fool tried to break it ( there was a reason he avoided family reunions ). ❝ it doesn’t matter what they do… eventually, they will all let you down.❞}

_{❝ the sooner you learn to accept that little fact, the sooner you come to realize that you don’t – no you never need them. ❞  unless, they manage to save your ass, but that wasn’t the point.}