he was just supposed to manipulate you into falling in love with him to use you as a sacrifice for the box to save his boss, not fall in love in the process.

maybe that’s why he comes every time you call.

and when you show up one night, in the middle of the night when he was showering, of course trevor can’t turn you away.

even though that would only make it harder for him to do his job when the time comes to sacrifice you to the cenobites.

so, when you knock on the door of his studio apartment frantically, interrupting his shower, and he comes to open the door, only having a towel on around his waist, only to see you, yeah, he won’t be able to turn you away.

especially when it’s clear that you’ve been crying.

and when you walk straight through the doorway and throw your arms around his neck for a hug, all he can do is wrap his arms around you and pull you against him all the way, almost relieved to see you, even though it hasn’t even been that long since he last saw you.

“baby, what’s goin’ on?” he murmurs as he drops his face into your neck, quite literally turning into a soft, weak mess for you, which has somehow become a normal for him.

he’s supposed to this petty thief and criminal secretly leading you to sacrifice yourself to the cursed box for voight, but instead?

instead, he’s a soft idiot for you.

and strangely, he doesn’t mind it.

and it kinda makes him second guess himself, over whether he can do his job or not.

not right now, though.

he’s focused on you — on holding and comforting you right now.