I knew that as long as I didn't do something stupid and mess it up, he'd always leave just enough space... And I think there was a good level of trust and respect between both of us.
This is such a nice thing to say about your opponent. The respect they have for each other ❤
“Wow, I guess I assumed that Theo was some evil villainous chimera, but he just follows Liam around.” Nolan hums softly, side eyeing Mason with a small grin.
“Nolan, shush or I’ll kick you out of this truck.” Theo threatens, snarling at the sight of Mason and Corey snickering in the backseat.
He hasn’t a clue why he decided to cart then around to Liam’s college visit.
Oh that’s right, Liam asked so nicely. He even winked at the chimera in an almost flirtatious manner when Theo tried to argue about taking the whole day off to help him visit different schools that he might want to attend.
They’ve always had an interesting story and it’s never been easy, or anything resembling normal, but it’s their story.
Theo wouldn’t have it any other way.
The moment Liam pulled Theo out of the ground he has been forever grateful. Forever thankful he’s hasn’t been left to rot in an empty and forgotten hell that has been the theme of every nightmare he’s had since the moment Theo left it.
Being with Liam though, that’s the most horrifyingly funny and awe striking thing he’s ever had in his entire life. Theo’s not even technically with Liam, but there’s an unspoken and indescribable feeling between the both of them. It’s as if every single person falls away and every detail ceases to exist when they’re around each other.
Liam’s friends tease him about it relentlessly and sometimes when Theo’s feeling a little more friendly and happy to be around the others, he will joke around with them about their relationship. Theo will even wait until Liam turns bright red to see the way his deep blue eyes look against his rosy skin.
Theo’s accepted he’s lost some of his evil qualities and hard demeanor since he’s started hanging around Liam, but it’s too late to backtrack now. Especially when Liam’s always asking for a good morning text from Theo to notify the werewolf that he’s ready for Liam to barge into his room. Ready to drag him off on another chaotic adventure.
Call Theo soft or whatever, but he’s not going to stop driving Liam everywhere his heart desires because wherever Liam goes, Theo will follow .
“I don’t know.” Liam slides into the truck with his shoulders sagging and lets out a sigh of defeat.
“This is our third one. How many colleges are we going to reject and visit today?” Corey groans, shaking his head at Liam’s indecisiveness.
“I’m not technically rejecting them.” Liam argues, looking to Theo for help in pleading his case.
“Then what are doing Little Alpha?” Theo teases, a soft smile playing on his lips.
“I’m rejecting the idea of being too many miles from my friends.” Liam shrugs, his face becoming more serious.
“Us or Theo?” Mason deadpans.
Liam throws an empty water bottle in the back, missing Mason entirely and hitting Nolan in the face.
“My friends. Anyway, want to get food?” Liam asks, eyes lighting up with excitement at the thought of his hunger pains subsiding.
“Sure.” Theo agrees, not waiting for the rest of them to agree but already pulling onto the road.
Every piece of Liam is a mystery to Theo. The way he talks to him, smiles in his direction, as he argues with Theo about every possible thing that he can, but it’s all of the little things that keep the chimera from leaving behind the only person who’s ever made it worth while to stay.
That’s why Liam can take his time with where he wants to go, or what he wants to do because Theo isn’t going anywhere.
seven or eight times now ive watched the episodes in which they take the andromache and this is the first time ive realized that during the initial battle, after they board, every time the camera is from dufresne's perspective it's blurrier than otherwise because. he took his glasses off for the fight
“Ah, Philatos.” Liam’s voice travels up into the sky and gets lost somewhere in the stars.
Theo stifles a yawn, pressing his head harder into Liam’s warmth. “What does it mean again?”
Liam bends down, the angle is awkward enough, probably hurts his back but he does it anyways. His lips are pressed to the top of Theo’s head when he speaks, the words sinking into his skin.