( of course! wanted to bump just incase it'd gotten lost because i've definently done it a few times.
tired bois take a vacation sounds like a movie lmaoo
ollie cutie? yes. marshall annoyed? also yes )
Shoving his keys back into his pocket and his arms crossed over his chest, brows furrowing a bit. At this point he was getting frustrated and upset, feeling like he wasn't being listened to. Taking a deep breath, Marshall shook his head. "You're such a hard headed pain, I swear! Did you not hear anything I said?" He spoke, a bite to his voice. Dropping his arms to his side, Marshall used a free hand to rub at his face before sliding off his jacket and moving close to Ollie to wrap it around his shoulders. "I'm not taking the goddam present back. " He insisted, the same bite in his voice seeming to settle. Despite being worked up and growing warm, a small shiver ran through Marshall's body as he took a few steps away from the other. Letting out a puff of breath through his nose, the singer's nostrils flared and he tilted his head back slightly to let out a groan of frustration. "I get I fucked up, I abandoned everyone I cared about and every that cared about me, but I'm trying to just–" Marshall began, but paused to take in a shaky breath and eyes becoming glassy although he refused to let any hot tears fall, "I'm trying to make it right, but you won't let me have the light of day or just listen for five minutes!" Marshall was never known to be one to cry or even let his emotions out, but here he was. Frustrated and upset and one the verge of tears.
Taking in a deep breath, he blinked a couple times to get the tears to disappear. "A phone works both ways too, ya know? You could've reached out and said something, but never once did you. " Marshall snapped. He would talk the majority of the blame, because it truly was his fault, but something clicked in the back of his head and he knew that he couldn't fully be to blame, but 98% of it he would. "I don't know what else you want me to do or say, Oliver. You could have so easily reached out, but instead you did what? Isolated yourself. Making up these ridiculous scenarios that I didn't love you anymore or something? Because lord knows that's so far from the truth. " Mars spoke in a tone louder than before, most likely signaling any prying ears all the words he was saying. "You act like everyone leaves you and abandons you, but majority of the time it's just your too scared to get close to anyone, so you leave and hurt them instead."
The quiet after his little rant felt uncomfortable and awkward and some little piece of him already regretted the words that came out of his mouth. Marshall felt drained at this point, so when Ollie spoke a last time he stare seemed exhausted, yet he was still upset and it'd make him say some idiotic things. "Suppose I will, because no matter what I say is going to change your mind." He grumbled, brows furrowed as he watched the smaller boy, "You wanted a "goodbye", so here is. Goodbye. " With that being said, Marshall turned on his heel and began to head down the hall to his car.
