Barry has pulled himself in as close as possible, arms wrapped tightly around his chest. No. This can't be happening. He can't be dependent on blood. It's too much - too overwhelming.
Familiar hands on his arms start to pull him out of his panic, blinking up at his boyfriend, at the guy he went and fell head over heels for and Barry can't stop the tears as they start to fall. He's never been so scared. "I can't. I can't do this Jason. Think about how much food I have to have."
If he had to drink blood? God. It's too much. People would die just to keep him on his feet.
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Date: 2016-12-26 08:55 pm (UTC)Familiar hands on his arms start to pull him out of his panic, blinking up at his boyfriend, at the guy he went and fell head over heels for and Barry can't stop the tears as they start to fall. He's never been so scared. "I can't. I can't do this Jason. Think about how much food I have to have."
If he had to drink blood? God. It's too much. People would die just to keep him on his feet.