The silence is agony while he struggles to process and it takes everything Mick has not to fidget, not to shift in his agitation after confessing something so goddamn big.
His smile is mournful. "Maybe you are Lenny. But you're my mess and you're still the best thing I ever had in my whole fucked up life."
"Lise told me about that night, when he bought a hooker cause he didn't want you being a fag. Lenny.. jesus christ you could have told me. It wasn't your fault, none of that shit is on you."
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Date: 2018-03-20 05:42 pm (UTC)His smile is mournful. "Maybe you are Lenny. But you're my mess and you're still the best thing I ever had in my whole fucked up life."
"Lise told me about that night, when he bought a hooker cause he didn't want you being a fag. Lenny.. jesus christ you could have told me. It wasn't your fault, none of that shit is on you."