gilbert just wanted to dissapear
he wanted to blend in with the ground and lay
and compose, decompose

become one sunken into the ground and break apart at the edges, his body falling into the grass.

he wanted to be what he loved. the ground, the grass, flowers.

but alas he was just a worthless globe.

a fucking globe.

gilbert looked up at the now-crying tony and looked down, retracting himself from his grasp.

"don't touch me."

tony gave a half attempt to pretend to be happy by nudging his lip up. gilbert would never call it a smile. he hasn't seen tony smile in centuries. literally.

"you sound like colin."

gilbert gave a sharp inhale and made his way to the door, his fists gripped together and his body trembling again.

"AT LEAST COLIN IS HAPPY WITH SHIRGNOLD!"

shut. lock. run. burn.