His' (+18)
“You can't do that. You can't destroy the Romano empire. Your uncle and I did so much to get the empire to where it is today,"
Chase lifted a brow. “Including sending me off to him to get fucked up in the name of a dammed training?"
"Don't say it like that!” Pietro’s breathing became heavy. “You- you-," Tears blurred his eyes and he began to gasp for breath. “What-," He gasped, flailing his weak, fragile hands up in the air. “It was for-,"
"Fuck, pops," Chase stood up and rushed to a drawer in the room. He opened it and brought out a drug and hissed as he walked to Pietro. “You really want to die early, right? You haven't been taking your damned drugs!"