bursts into tears

[oversea]

Comments

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[ HE HAD ONE JOB!!!!!!!!!!!!! ]

Never mind. Privilege revoked.

Are you having dinner?

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I'm making it.

Did you make a wish?

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I was gonna say wish granted as a bit but it's too late for that
You didn't answer my question

[oversea]

[ ???? ]

I'm figuring out what to eat now.

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[ a guy tries to be cute about something and has to eat shit as a result. romance is dead ]

What are your options?

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Chili
Hot dogs

I guess I can make chili dogs.

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huh




You actually cook? Make two servings since you barely had anything earlier

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[ hot dogs are the easiest thing in the world... ]

I don't even even know what you ate today.

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[ okay, well. thorns made a blender explode. anything can happen. ]

Would I lie about having lunch with my parents??
We had food.

[ this, too, is thorns larp. ]

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You didn't send a picture so it might as well didn't happen.

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[ he takes a screenshot of these exact words and sends it back to thorns. ]

I'll remember this.

[oversea]

[ OKAY!!!!! ]

Cheater

What are you doing?

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For making you follow rules you established? Next, you're gonna say what's yours is yours and what's mine is also yours

Open the door

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[ that is technically how thorns has been living since elysium left but all his stuff is still here... thorns could point that out but instead he just walks to the door, wondering what the hell did elysium order now... opens it... ]

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[ what arrives is…

elysium!!!!!!!!!!!!! an elysium who just stares at thorns dryly with his arms crossed in front of him. ]

I was going to make this a grander affair, but you killed the vibe.


Hi.

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[ i don't know what elysium expected from thorns.

who is surprised, despite elysium dropping like fifty hints in the last five minutes. there's a pause and he reaches out to grab him by the wrist and pull him inside. ]

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[ …

he tugs thorns back, the motion clumsy and instinctive, like he's trying to pull him into him. being face-to-face like this is suddenly a lot more embarrassing than he'd prepared for. hm. ]

No hi back?

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Hi.

[ it's said a little sheepishly. thorns could turn this into a tug of war, but instead he goes along with elysium's pull. perhaps he should have realized elysium was coming but for some reason he was sure that he would have told him beforehand... because thorns would have like someone who is too practical.

... ]

Welcome back.

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[ oh.

thorns is so unbearably cute that any attempt at composure dissipates. he pulls him in the rest of the way, arms closing tight as he buries himself into thorns' neck. ]

I'm home.

[ this is, perhaps, the most physical contact they've had thus far, if they set aside when they were sick and delirious. ]

[oversea]

[ while this is not the first time thorns has seen elysium since he left, considering their attempt at a date before elysium was kidnapped, it's the first time where it genuinely feels like he's back.

it will be short lived, but it's better than nothing. ]

Did I mess up your attempt at flirting?

[ he hugs him back tightly, leaning his weight against him. ]

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This was your wish, wasn't it? You messed up the timing, but all's well ends well…

[ truly surprised thorns would want him to go in when the odds are so high that the moment he takes a step into the apartment, whatever romance they have is truly and well dead. still, he hugs thorns for longer than necessary, just because he likes the feeling of it, until it unfortunately reaches the point where he remembers how to be embarrassed.

…

has he been holding on too long? not long enough? oh god. ]

Um. Did you end up making the chili dogs, or should we go on a date?

[ it's a little shyer than usual for him. the longer thorns looks at him, the more apparent certain factors might be: the thin sheen of sweat at his brow, the way he's slightly breathless. he'd rushed to get here… ]

[oversea]

I didn't make them yet...

[ he took the ingredients out, but he got too distracted with texting elysium to actually start anything.

thorns does not move away from him, so they can both be awkward together. ]

How many days did you get?

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[ i forgot to mention that he's also still in the same suit from his earlier selfie. he pulls away if only because he wants to see thorns' face… and whether it is healthy…

that's his baby boy… ]

Are you that desperate to count down the days until I leave?

[ pinches his cheek. ]

[oversea]

With you gone I can practice texting.

[ thorns looks the same as he always does, whoa. but he rolls his eyes to emphasize what a dumb question that was.

he tries to swat his hand away but then his own just stops there, his fingers gently brushing against elysium's.

... before he lefts it drop to his side in embarrassment. ]

You look nice.

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[ he feels a spark at the brief brush of contact, fingers moving on reflex to catch thorns' own. he only realises he's too late when his hand comes up empty. oh… ]

You didn't say that when we modelled together. Does that mean it's a yes? I can help you put stuff away.