(no problem! please feel free to add as much as you like to Adonis, and if there's anyone you'd like me to do a few touches to while we RP.. please let me know :] )<br/><br/>Sepiroth folds his arms a little and shuts his eyes for a few moments, hearing how distressed Shawn sounds. Sepiroth traces one of the scars across his chest in thought as he glances out the window, he doesn't realise that he can be seen in the side mirror. “would you feel better if we dropped you off where you wanted to go, Shawn?” he asks quietly, Adonis says nothing.. but the look on his face shows that Sepiroth's now on thin ice. Very thin ice. Sepiroth knows this, but he doesn't want anything to happen to Shawn, he'd blame himself. The voice in Sepiroth's head becomes a little louder, droning the same word over and over. 'failure..' Sepiroth starts to dig the nails of his hand into the soft skin of his own arm, he forces himself to stop when he realises Shawn can see.<br/><br/><br/>Sepiroth flinches at the sound of Adonis's voice, even though Adonis sounds fine when he talks.. even though he can smile as if everything's okay, he can turn at the drop of a coin. “I-I f-found him a-at s-school, A-Adonis..” he whispers shakily, before nodding wordlessly. Sepiroth had guessed what was really happening with Shawn, but didn't want to confront him. Sepiroth gasps as Adonis places his hand high up on his thigh, he's to scared to try and move it. “Adonis, n-not in front of h-him.. p-please..” he whispers, feeling ill from the touch. He can't look at Adonis, but he can tell Adonis is smirking as he tightens his grip on his thigh. “don't you think I don't know that?!” Sepiroth hisses suddenly when Adonis points out that the marks aren't from falling. Adonis was the only one who Sepiroth ever told about what happened to him.. that's only because Adonis had got him drunk. “and I am not recruiting, he's just a friend that needs a lift!” Adonis smirks. “friend? You don't have friends Sepiroth! we'll have to have a nice heart to heart, just the three of us..” he licks his lips. Sepiroth follows Adonis's gaze to the back seat and his eyes widen. “Adonis, stop the car..” he whispers. Adonis snorts. “Why?” suddenly Sepiroth darts onto Adonis's lap, shuddering at the feeling, and puts his foot on the break. When the car grinds to a halt Sepiroth turns to Shawn and smiles weakly. “I'm sorry, Shawn.. if you want to go.. now's your best chance..”