Francis Barton

—Tʜᴇ ꜱᴏɴ ᴏғ Hᴀᴡᴋᴇʏᴇ ᴀɴᴅ Mᴏᴄᴋɪɴɢʙɪʀᴅ— ➳#MarvelRP ➳AU ➳Gay ➳Sub ➳Ships w/ chem ➳Detailed Rᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇᴛ?

Better, tiring . . . same difference, really. "What can I say, Rogers? It's been a while. Now . . . I believe I hear mention of coffee?"

Not like he minds, really. Maybe it's cute. Just kind of. "James Rogers, are you asking me on a date?" Cue the smirk. Some things never change.

Time to fALL . . . But at least he's got a soldier in his arms. Silver linings. He's calling this a win.

Slowly wraps his arms around James and pecks his cheek. He was summoned?

First of all - kicking me out of my own nest? Rude. Second - what bus am I not throwing you under, exactly?

Hmm...?

Can we not talk about that?

If it's not working . . . it's broken, James

Is it working?

Right - b u s t e d, was the word used. My bad.

Still,, AND YOU ALSO BROKE YOUR ARM??

I n h a l e s,, James jumped off w h a t ?

||: Yes, hi, hello - I heard Twitter is gonna do a thing where they delete accounts inactive for six months or more??? So uh . . . b o o p -

||In a word, yes.||

||Step by step, day by day.||

||True - but there'll be one constant between his room and the nest he's grown used to. A certain archer that's curled up with him in either location. Gonna be there to help him through the fuckery.||

||He probably could - but s h o u l d is a different answer. He's staying on the ground for a bit. The nest will be there when he recovers||

||Oh. Oh n o. . . . Guess they're sleeping in James' room for a while||

"Yes you are - you know e x a c t l y what you're doing. Please, never say that sentence again. Dad, I'm actually /begging/ you."

"Don't do that - stop that—"