In other words, you don’t plan on explaining where you’d gotten off to.
Nowhere, dearest. My destination was not set. Only my leaving.
He quickly shook his head, blinking hard. Fighting to keep his strength. He had to be tough for dad. Tough like dad.
"That’s not true." Though Aiden secretly wished for a peaceful life with normal parents, he wouldn’t trade Sebastian for the world. After all, he was there to mend his scraped knees and make sure he didn’t go hungry.
If this life was good enough for Aiden, why wasn’t it good enough for Mycroft?
"…You’re the best father I have."
Oh petal. Dearest heart, don’t. Do not attempt to be something you are not, only then are you certain to lose yourself entirely. Ask Father dear, he knew. Oh, how he knew.
Fingers made their way to dark curls, so unlike his. Their only differing quality, something he took comfort in. Their similarities. Perhaps, on another, his traits would do good.
Only then would he be happy. And wasn’t that all any parent longed for?
"—I cannot provide a home for you. I believe that is a fault.”
mike warren & that thing he does with his tongue
That’s fine…but, either way, I’m sure they were important to leave as abruptly as you did.
—They were consuming.
Tears welled as Aiden looked up at his father, unintentionally giving him the same look he had as a small child. “But you’re just enough. Why does he have to leave us?”
The killer struggled to be father. Perhaps it went against the grain, too much for any success to be had. Or the lack of a paternal influence himself found him wanting.
“You think too highly of me, my darling boy.”
I strongly doubt I was specifically the reason you’d come back, sweetie.
Perhaps. I still have that jacket you know. It’s hung up in my closet, since you decided to take off before you could pick it up. They called me.
Perhaps I changed my plans. They seemed so final.
—No rush. I may need an excuse pay a call.
"You never resolve your issues! You just fight until neither of you have anything to say anymore, and it’s calm until the next argument happens! That’s what you do! How is it any different now, dad?!”
"Oh, sweet boy.”
"I wish I were more.”