[private] I'm quick with the bullet when it comes undone; hourglass

[aureus]

Aureus

oh, these wings, they flicker and my feathers stir
'til I'm an ancient soul in a cascade world

His compulsion twists and turns, taking the gun and turning it into a knife instead—burying it to the hilt. He feels the shudder of pain in him as it radiates through him and every bone is lit on fire as he watches the tears on her cheeks and know that everything she has ever said about him is right. Even in this moment, he is failing her. He had tried to stay away and he had only managed to make things worse.

Always so much worse.

She veers away and he growls, a foreign noise coming from the soft boy, but the frustration rises in him and twists around his throat. All he wanted to do was protect her—from this world, from this darkness, and now from himself—and he only managed to hurt her more. He did the one thing he never wanted.

But he can’t let her run into the darkness alone. Even if she would maybe be better off without him. Even if she would certainly be happier if she didn’t have to look at him. So he plunges forward after her, trying to get in front of her so that he can look at her again. He doesn’t understand the darkness that rises in him either, the shadows that hook into his gentle mind and turn it sharp, turn it deadly.

“Let me help you,” he commands again, his voice heavier now. “I’m not mad. I just need to get us somewhere safer.” Not that he had any idea what that was—any idea what he was going to do here.

He shudders, feels sweat begin to build up underneath his mane, fear crackling through him.

“Please, Hourglass. I know you’d rather be anywhere than somewhere with me.”

He studies her face.

“Let me at least do this one thing.”

and I'm quick with the bullet when it comes undone
I got a head like a turret with a mouth for a gun

@[The Monsters] - let's mess with his compulsion.