Drabble : Conphen!Verse : Don't
AN: Sorry, sorry. Angsty drabble here… It was only a matter of time! And Stephen's a bit dense when it comes to this sort of thing. He only thinks that Connor's taking Cutter's side yet again, and can't understand that Connor's concerned for Stephen's safety… :\
AN2: Like I said, not always consecutive. I may jump back in time a little bit and write some fluffy drabbles. ^^'
"You believe 'er, Stephen? She's done nothin' but try 'n get between you an' Cutter since he came back through the anomaly!" Stephen looked away, and Connor shifted closer on the couch; a quick glance showed him a concerned expression, those dark eyes fixed on him imploringly. Stephen took a shaky breath.
"Conn, I know it's kind of crazy -"
"Kind of?"
"-but she supports my ideas." Connor heard the unspoken 'and nick doesn't' that Stephen couldn't utter. His expression darkened.
"Cutter doesn't think tha' tellin' th' world's the right choice, tha' doesn' mean he's completely against anythin' you say!" He told Stephen. Connor was really scared; he had a bad feeling that if Stephen chose Helen over the team, something bad would happen.
Stephen turned back to face him, an unreadable expression on his face.
"And what do you think?" He asked, completely ignoring Connor's words in favor of his own question. Connor bit his lip.
"I'd be 'fraid tha' people would try 'n endanger the creatures, if they knew abou' them 'n the anomalies. Stephen, I love you, but tellin' everyone's not th' right way ta go about this. " Connor's tone turned from hesitant to desperate, as Stephen looked away and got to his feet.
"Stephen, where're you going?!"
"I have to think. I'll be home in a few hours. Don't wait up."
Connor's stomach plummeted, breath catching in his throat. When the door to the flat clicked shut, he flopped down on the couch and buried his face in a pillow, and his whole body shook as he tried and failed to hold back sobs.