bursts into tears

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[ incredible how something that grants him so much relief simultaneously devastates him. they have reached a new level of desperate with this one, elysium immediately pulling thorns in another kiss just to chase the loss away.

is there even a nearby river. they are going to be filthy for so long to reflect their mental states. ]

You'll have to give me more than that for me to survive until later…

[ and yet, he hasn't tried standing yet so it's equally possible for him to perish anyway. ]

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[ elysium has died so many deaths and perhaps this will be the worst one?

he just snuggles against him, lamenting over their circumstance. other things they need to do: eat and hydrate, but that's less important in the grand scheme of things. ]

Next time will be even better.

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[ hmm…

… ]

How will it be better? The competition's fierce.

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I can't tell you. That'll spoil it.

[ thorns does not actually know, he is talking out of his ass so that elysium will stop pouting. ]

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Oh.

[ his eyes widen… may thorns perish beneath the weight of elysium's expectations. they are forbidden from dying for as long as elysium remains ignorant of what the non-existent surprise is. ]

I'm looking forward to it. Go get cleaned up first—I can take care of the Doctor.

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[ thorns is going to have to think of something very good by the time they stop again... but it's fine, maybe elysium will forget.

for now, he will just give him another short kiss before he goes to wipe himself down. this is nowhere near as good as a proper bath, but it's better than nothing. ]

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[ thorns is also going to have to think of something very good to do about elysium's entire situation because he just had a d*ck up his a** for several hours as well as fluids that are most definitely not his. and you're saying there's no nearby river? okay.

for the time being, elysium is currently distracted by his grief of loss and having to distract their oversized baby. this next half hour will be the most important next half hour of thorns' life. ]

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[ shaking

thorns walks over and starts to towel off elysium. it's fine... he will focus on getting his baby as clean(?) as possible. ]

Really, though. You should eat something and then we can head off.

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[ okay but what is thorns going to do about elysium's [redacted]

he just turns his head over to docybara while this happens. there is peace for now. ]

Do you think you're strong enough to carry me, buddy?

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[ does thorns need to massage his [redacted]...

but docybara just wiggles excitedly at the idea of getting some exercise. thorns thinks it's possible, but he is now staring at elysium as he wonders how bad this is. the problem with being obsessive and thinking that everything that they is good and just and perfect means that once the high wears off, it leads to this. ]

Here are your clothes. I can help you get dressed.

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[ elysium did ask for this. he cannot be sabotaging their future endeavours by being a baby but everything really is starting to catch up to him and he does not have thorns' self-healing trait.

he gazes at his jacket… his painkillers…

…

holds out his arms like he wants to be helped up. this is so unfortunate. ]

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[ fucking up

thorns goes over to pick up his precious bbbb!!! he pats him on the back. ]

Let's get you some pants.

[ said in the tone where you might tell a puppy you're getting snacks ]

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[ now that he is upright


he immediately leans all his weight on thorns and uses him as his walker. he presses a kiss to the underside of his jaw as payment… elysium is his oversized and clingy puppy. ]

Mhm. You were hot last night. We'll have to do it again.

[ that said, this is a separate matter from what he'd promised him. ]

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[ it doesn't have to be a separate matter actually? but thorns walks them over to where their cart is so that elysium can lean against it while he dresses him. docybara waddles over helpfully!!! he doesn't do anything, but it's helping. ]

Whenever you want, mi alma. How do you feel?

[ besides bad ]

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[ this would be so much more ideal if they didn't do this bumfuck nowhere and he could just pass out for the rest of the next day

he levels thorns a look…… docybara is great emotional support. he rubs his head against the both of them. ]

Pass me my jacket.

[ very bad ]

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[ okay....

he hands the jacket over silently. he waits for an answer that may never come. ]

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[ leans forward to kiss thorns innocently. he whispers to docybara to go play with thorns before turning to face him again. ]

Turn around.

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[



he hesitantly turns around. ]

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[






rawdogs more painkillers ]

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[ FUCKING OKAY

thorns turns around because from his pov elysium didn't do anything. ]

What?

[transmit]

[ he is thorns' perfectly behaved baby

and as perfectly behaved babies are ought to do, he kisses thorns the moment he turns around. there is no evidence of his crime anywhere except back in his pocket—his jacket is back on. ]

Surpriseeeee. Hi.

[oversea]

[ thorns is suspicious.

or, well. he would be suspicious, if this wasn't a thorns who is so incredibly used to physical affection as the norm. but he is, so the gesture is just accepted as elysium being cute. he kisses him back. ]

Ready?

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Mm.

[ he gets to his feet and presses another kiss for good measure. ]

Yep—! Surprised?

[oversea]

No.

[ it was cute but it was not surprising, no. it would have been more shocking if thorns didn't receive a kiss. ]

Let's get moving before the Doctor throws another tantrum.

[transmit]

[ he meant the part where he's standing perfectly fine, but okay…

still, docybara has not forgotten that a very important request was made of him and stubbornly shakes his head, refusing to move on even as the two of them start to. so, despite getting more antsy the longer they stay here, the prospect of being given responsibility makes him wiggle in hopes to communicate his thoughts properly. ]

He took me that seriously…?

[ their baby sneezes. yes. ]