[ and hopefully succeed, but he also doesn't want to trap elysium into something that ends up not working out for him. it kind of sounds like they're about to enter very different worlds from each other. ]
[ his relief is palpable: his shoulders loosen, his smile settles into something genuine. even his voice lightens, and he manages another bite of his sandwich with noticeably more ease.
is that why he'd had no appetite? maybe. ]
It's not like I'll always be there! And we've still got two months before I'll need to move. Let's spend Christmas together.
[ famous last words
but another theoretical two months of this fucked up pseudo long distance relationship!! yea!! ]
[ okay, he is offended at this considering elysium doesn't have that much more experience than him since he admitted his attempts at dating didn't go well.
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[ there's a beat where he wonders if he has the right to hold thorns' hand. he settles for his sleeve. ]
Penny for your thoughts? You can be honest with me.
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[ oh my god what if this is like those tv shows... elysium is going to announce that he has a fiancé in spain or something. ]
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Is this you trying to get out of taking me on my date?
… It isn't. But I don't want to force you into anything you don't want. You didn't sign up for long distance.
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[ and hopefully succeed, but he also doesn't want to trap elysium into something that ends up not working out for him. it kind of sounds like they're about to enter very different worlds from each other. ]
Deal?
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is that why he'd had no appetite? maybe. ]
It's not like I'll always be there! And we've still got two months before I'll need to move. Let's spend Christmas together.
[ famous last words
but another theoretical two months of this fucked up pseudo long distance relationship!! yea!! ]
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[ shakes. well at least it's good practice for the real thing.
he watches elysium eat, content that he is being fed... ]
I guess I'll have to start searching for a new place...
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[ this may make even less sense than the housekeeper ]
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he reaches over to pinch him. ]
You are not paying for a place you're not even going to be living in.
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Huh? Where am I going to stay when I come back?
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[ but he thinks elysium paying rent for two years is insane. no. die. ]
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he sighs. ]
You're ridiculous.
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he just mumbles something. ]
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[ continues driving the knife deep. ]
I'll come back for real eventually.
[ will he. ]
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he has to think about it. ]
I'll just cover the full rent.
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Nope!
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[ it feels like he is taking advantage of the fact that his boyfriend has money... is he a gold digger? ]
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[ he holds out an open palm and chops thorns with it. ]
I'm still your landlord. Just keep paying rent like you usually do.
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but he will give up on this topic for now. ]
So this is a date.
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[ he nods. ]
I've given up since the scoring isn't equitable…
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[ he looks back over to the sea. ]
I was looking forward to being wooed.
[ this is half a joke. ]
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You sure you want to joke about something you wouldn't be able to handle?
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he raises an eyebrow at him. ]
Uh huh.
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he knows what makes a good boyfriend in theory… he's always one of the girls at school… ]
I've been trying to personalise the experience for you. [ he knees thorns' back while taking a chomp out of his sandwich. ] That's plenty romantic.
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