gorgeousperfectionpersonified.

Oh, so the other lied about being “fine” as much as he did? Then again, who around here didn’t? Blue eyes observed the other male a few moments longer, letting the silence settle over them for a moment or two. He then shares his head.

“The problem is… You’re anything but fine. It’s easy to see…” he comments before he stood from his own seat and went over to Sami, hands going onto his own hips. “But I certainly can’t force you to talk to me. And maybe I can’t fix it… But I can distract you. Come on.” He then offers his hand out to the other.

            ^{The concern the other showed was surprising.  Sami never seen this side of Tyler before, but he wasn’t complaining at all, and since he didn’t have many friends left and didn’t want to feel like this forever, he decided to take Tyler’s, hoisting himself up from his seat.}

          ^{Licking dry lips, he tried his best to seem relaxed ; a smile claiming pink lips as he nodded. “Alright. What are we gonna do?”} 

gorgeousperfectionpersonified.

Tyler only had to look at Sami for the other to know what he was going to ask. And it took only one look to see just how exhausted he was. Exhausted yet determined. That was Zayn, that’s for sure. A sigh passed the pretty blond ’s lips when he heard the explanation. Typical.

“Sami. All that you are proving is you have no clue just how hurt you’re gonna get. Shockingly enough, you’ve got me worried… And I don’t just worry about people. …You’re letting Stephanie play you. She wants you gone. And she knows you’re passionate, you’re determined, resilient, and you don’t give up. You’re an Underdog looking to constantly show he is as good as anyone else, that you can do what so many people can’t do or won’t do. But that will be your downfall at this rate,” he went on, tsking quietly. “You’re letting her win.”

^{“And?”     It was a callous thing to say and he knew it yet the word shot from his lips like a poison dart as glared toward him.   Realizing that he was getting way too harsh, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath ; an attempt to relax.     “Listen, I appreciate the concern, but I have to do this. I said that I would be the one to take down Braun Stroman. This has nothing to do with Stephanie or Mick. This is all me. I started the fight, and I’m going to finish it.”} 

^{Sami didn’t know what Tyler’s motive was and why he cared so much, but he did know that the blond has the same perspective as everybody else, and it gets under his skin so badly.      “If you don’t think that I can do it, I’ll prove you wrong. I don’t need protection. I’m gonna do this.”}

(Source: inzaynityy)

gorgeousperfectionpersonified.

Tyler could admit, he tended to give a strong air that he wouldn’t care, that if it didn’t involve him, he didn’t bother. Was that a hundred percent true? No. He was still human, and still had emotions. And with that did come empathy and such. To further prove his point, the blond went as far as to not only put his phone aside, he turned it off.

“Shouldn’t go assuming anything, Sami. But with this? Oh no. I’m more upset I hear it around here as a rumor. And furthermore a

true one. Now…” he went on before shaking his head. “I need you to tell me just what in the hell is going on.”

^{Panic ate his expression alive  —-  eyes widening as the other spoke to him.   “It’s nothing. Just leave it alone.”  Nerves were beginning to overwhelm, and it was evident in the way he avoided eye contact with the blond. it would be a lie for him to say that he was fine, but he tried to act like he was regardless simply because he didn’t want anyone else to worry over him.   He didn’t deserve it.}   

^{“Everything’s fine, Tyler. This isn’t something you should concern yourself with. There’s nothing you can do to make it better so don’t stress over it, alright?”    Oh how he wished he could hide the trembling in his voice.}

five moves words of doom. // accepting.

          ^{At the inquiry, he felt his already leaden heart grow heavier with guilt, and wasn’t able to stop the soft sigh that pushed its way past his lips. His index finger tapped out a nervous rhythm against his knee.    “Didn’t think you’d care, I guess.”    He drawled out, shoulders briefly hoisting up in a shrug.}

@gorgeousperfectionpersonified // starter call.

^{“Why’re you looking at me like that?”       He asked, even though he probably knew the answer. A quiet chuckle falls from parted lips, and it’s more tired-sounding than anything else.        “I know it’s crazy, alright? I know that my chances of bringing Braun Strowman down are slim, but I gotta overcome, y’know? I have something to prove. I can’t give up now.”}