Work Text:
"𝑶𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆."
You know what love is.
You have seen it.
You have experienced it.
You have given it.
Yes, you once gave it.
You want to give it again.
You want to form bonds.
You want to be with people again.
You once felt the warmth of a hug, the safety only a hug like that could bring
You felt the warmth of another's hands, understanding as you both connected.
You want to ensure safety.
You want to show understanding.
Relationships come in many forms.
Bonds are formed in many ways.
Birth.
A greeting.
An understanding.
Sometimes, you meet and know.
Bonds need constant maintenance.
If they are to be keeped safe.
If they are to be understood.
If they are to be cared for.
You've cared once.
You've understood once.
You gave safety to those you cared about once.
There's beauty in that.
The bonds you had.
But now
Where you are
Where you've been for the longest time
You...
You haven't been who you were
People change, yes.
But has your job changed you this much?
If
If...
If the ones you once knew could see you now, how would they react?
How could you continue knowing that you're not
You
You can travel back in time, but for something like this, there is no way you would be aloud it.
For something so emotional.
You do not fear firing
You're the best they have.
But
You do fear something else
You fear what they can do
You fear the emotions they can rip from you
You need to keep this from getting too out of control
They could change everything.
How would your son react when his father doesn't love him?
When his father doesn't bring safety to his hugs?
When his father doesn't show he understands?
How will he feel when his father treats his friends like tools?
When he regards them as nothing?
A blank stare, a toneless voice.
Almost robotic
Entirely not human
You fear your emotions
You fear your employers will take them
It's a good thing you're on vacation.