[ thorns does notice the watch. he is a little surprised that elysium is actually wearing it since he hadn't expected him to take his suggestions that seriously at all.
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About what?
the response was so delayed he isn't sure what it's in reference to. ]
[ covered by thorns' hand his words are nearly incomprehensible, so he does what any normal person does and
bites at his palm. he does not retaliate beyond that whatsoever so that seems to be his? getting even? for thorns helping him? since he does settle down albeit more petulantly.
elysium biting his palm feels so weirdly intimate that it actually flustered him a bit, his cheeks darkening a little. but thorns ignores that to keep fiddling with the tie.
it's not perfect, but it at least looks better than what elysium did. ]
it does feel a little nice though, knowing that thorns had to step in to help, like a small reminder things work better with each other. he does not say this and just does his own tie. ]
[ how often does thorns tie these things to do know to do it so well… so well in this case is a low bar to clear, but regardless, he will peek into a mirror and begrudgingly admit that it's a much better job. ]
I don't see any of this as work, though?
[ they get to hang out… he is paid in camaraderie. ]
But if you feel like you still owe me, you can always volunteer to be the one taking care of all the covers.
[ die in trying to put the blankets in and lining up the corners ]
[ thorns vaguely remembers elysium saying he'd take care of the wedding gift, and then he never once thought about it again. he is realizing he probably should have? or at least asked how it was going? ]
[ thorns can't see it considering it's now been covered by tissue paper, but he cants his head towards it nonetheless. he did say he'd text thorns an image of it to confirm. oops. ]
A Keurig. It was one of the things they requested. Since it was coming from the two of us, I thought I'd get the nicest one.
[ if thorns keeps saying this, then surely elysium will eventually let thorns pay him back. it'll work one day.
but they can gather the remaining of their belongings and head out. the wedding takes place outside in a nicely decorated area with an amazing view of the ocean, while the reception is in a ballroom in the hotel they're staying at. they can just walk from the ceremony area to the ballroom since they're right next to each other. ]
[ okay. well. this one elysium will because it'd be moderately strange to say a gift is from them both and then to just pay for it himself. they don't have a joint bank account to pull from… sad.
but the moment they're surrounded by other people, elysium is off doing as extroverts do. it's only awkward when he gets to thorns' parents and they say they're glad him and thorns are getting it on again.
also there are people whispering if that guy's watch is a real r*chard mille? thorns? how do you know this guy and what kind of +1 is he to you. they have to know for their friends. ]
[ thorns is like, who is richard? he is so useless for gossip. someone asks him if elysium is single and thorns says no, but does not elaborate further because he doesn't want to talk about kitten.
it's so funny that elysium is doing more socializing than thorns is. ]
[ taken… by thorns?????? this is probably the worst place for any rumour to start because it's family and you can't just rid yourselves of them. nonetheless, that is what goes around—it makes sense why thorns is infinitely more put together than he has ever been before. he's found a rich bf that's totally pathetic for him. wow. the totally pathetic part coming from how whenever thorns is mentioned, elysium is nothing but glowing praise thinly veiled as shade.
elysium, not knowing any of this not being a part of anyone's inner circle, eventually finds his way back to thorns. ]
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wait. ]
About what?
the response was so delayed he isn't sure what it's in reference to. ]
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[ duh! now he's made it awkward… ]
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thorns still craves violence. ]
Do you want me to compliment you?
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[ elysium also craves violence. ]
Do you need me to tie your tie for you?
[ unfortunately thorns is still his baby he has to take care of. ]
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[ thorns is well aware of how this would likely go and the small chance of elysium actually approving of thorns' tie attempts. ]
Thanks.
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even being a stealth trust fund kid will not save him. they now match fucked up ties unless thorns is capable of staging an intervention. ]
Tada!
[ he's so proud of himself ]
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after a moment of silence, ]
I put a lot of trust in you.
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And I did you well, didn't I?
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he just walks over to elysium so that he's standing right in front of him. he reaches over to start messing with his tie. ]
Hold on.
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Why did you sound so accusatory earlier? What does it matter how a hot guy wears his clothes as long as he's still attractive in them? It's a style!!
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he is self-aware ]
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he covers elysium's mouth with his hand. ]
Just admit you don't know how to do this.
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[ covered by thorns' hand his words are nearly incomprehensible, so he does what any normal person does and
bites at his palm. he does not retaliate beyond that whatsoever so that seems to be his? getting even? for thorns helping him? since he does settle down albeit more petulantly.
he is so stupid. ]
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elysium biting his palm feels so weirdly intimate that it actually flustered him a bit, his cheeks darkening a little.
but thorns ignores that to keep fiddling with the tie.
it's not perfect, but it at least looks better than what elysium did. ]
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Don't forget yours…
[ … ]
Thanks.
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[ elysium did literally everything else.
it does feel a little nice though, knowing that thorns had to step in to help, like a small reminder things work better with each other. he does not say this and just does his own tie. ]
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I don't see any of this as work, though?
[ they get to hang out… he is paid in camaraderie. ]
But if you feel like you still owe me, you can always volunteer to be the one taking care of all the covers.
[ die in trying to put the blankets in and lining up the corners ]
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[ the two things are so different from each other that thorns can only assume elysium has been waiting for an opportunity to pawn it off. ]
... Are we ready?
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[ there is nothing to suggest thorns is particularly skilled in this overly specific thing but okay.
he hands thorns' a bag. two bags. both are fairly heavy. ]
For your parents, from us. [ us sounds incredibly intimate… ] No forgetting the bride and groom either!
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What did you get...?
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A Keurig. It was one of the things they requested. Since it was coming from the two of us, I thought I'd get the nicest one.
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[ if thorns keeps saying this, then surely elysium will eventually let thorns pay him back. it'll work one day.
but they can gather the remaining of their belongings and head out. the wedding takes place outside in a nicely decorated area with an amazing view of the ocean, while the reception is in a ballroom in the hotel they're staying at. they can just walk from the ceremony area to the ballroom since they're right next to each other. ]
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but the moment they're surrounded by other people, elysium is off doing as extroverts do. it's only awkward when he gets to thorns' parents and they say they're glad him and thorns are getting it on again.
also there are people whispering if that guy's watch is a real r*chard mille? thorns? how do you know this guy and what kind of +1 is he to you. they have to know for their friends. ]
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it's so funny that elysium is doing more socializing than thorns is. ]
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elysium, not knowing any of this not being a part of anyone's inner circle, eventually finds his way back to thorns. ]
Have you said hi to everyone you needed to?
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[ but thorns hit his quota of how much he is willing to go and talk to people at this exact moment. ]
My parents seem excited to see you.
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