dorian ♕’s Comments (group member since Nov 28, 2020)

dorian ♕’s comments from the Grimoire’s Return. group.

*not us pulling him a fault in the stars😭😭*
Dante brushed the side of her face, wiping away the remaining tears. It hurt. God, it hurt. “It’s not your fault.” He needed to tell her, knew that Cas would blame herself.
“I’ll still be here— we have Ace to raise — but just not... here.”

He is

He is a housewife doe

He reached for her. He wanted her, wanted all of her but she’d never give it to him. Maybe this was for the best. Maybe.
“Okay.” He said. He still didn’t move, didn’t step back, even though he should , he had broken up with her.

Dante wiped at her face and kissed her forehead. “I am too.” He whispered.
I am too.
He didn’t know why he had done it. He was just angry...and sad, and mad.

His shoulder sagged. “I..”
There was nothing he could say. I’m sorry? You weren’t there?
Nothing.
“I hope we could, still be friends, at the least.” He wiped at Cas’ face. “Don’t cry.”

Dante closed his eyes, blinked back tears. He couldn’t with the look in Cas’ eyes, like her whole world broke apart, like he was her whole world and it has just crumbled like a cookie .
“It had just happened.” He whispered. “I didn’t, but then I did..”

Julian: I do nothing and I still get this shit

Dante stared at her for a minute, before slowy pulling his arm out of her hand. “It’s too late for that.” He whispered back. “Me and Reginia are...”
He couldn’t say it, but it was obvious what he meant.

*yes❤️*

*a handmade Grenade in the 1500s Jesus Christ ATE TOU TRYIHN TO KILL US*

Dante raised a brow. “‘Twas interesting.” He tipped his glass and acknowledgement and chugged the rest of the wine. “Would you like some? This is your house, too.”
He hated how they were around each other.
Static.
Like they were strangers.

Dante sipped from the drink and looked Cas up and down. “No offense, but you look like shit. What happened to you?” He noticed the cuts on her legs and hands, as if she was in a fight, or she punched glass or something.

Dante looked at her, leaned against the wall. “So.” He said. He held a wine glass in his hand, but didn’t drink from it.

Dante heard the door open, and slam close. He just shook his head. She was still mad.
Of course.
Calmly, he placed Ace down, and made his way to the entrance of the house.

*okay*

*ph wow*

Remy nodded. “That’s a nice name as well. Pierce. Sounds Greek. Are you from Greece?” He looked at the man, who wasn’t facing him.

Remy smiled. “Thank you. And what about you? What’s your name?@

Remy nodded. “So...they aren’t your children then. You do realize you still don’t know my name, right? It’s Remy.” He says down in the grass.