[ he sounds a little offended, like he can't think of what else elysium might want to do with cabbage other than give it to thorns? why would he eat it himself??
Couldn't we have just walked around the venue? You didn't have to take me somewhere scenic. These are the kinds of things people save for who they like… if you keep doing this with me, whoever you date in the future is going to want to kill me.
[ he is also too drunk for this. hence. he will just continue to yap and yap and yap. ]
… I guess being in a relationship isn't everything. But there are things I want to be excludive for the person I end up spending the rest of my life with.
[ sorry.
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he's just so frustrated by this he grabs thorns' head with both hands and shakes it around. this will continue until either thorns stops him or he dies. ]
Don't take it personally. You're reminding me of my dark history.
[ which involves thorns so it technically is personal but. anyway. who's thinking about that? not him. ]
[ that does actually make thorns snap to attention.
he's right, thorns really has been disrespecting elysium's relationship this entire time. in fact, is it kind of messed up how he just started to spend even more time with him the second he found out he was dating someone? if thorns actually cared, he should have done this ages ago. ]
... right. Yeah, my bad.
[ he steps back again STOP SHAKING HIM. but then thorns just goes behind elysium, placing both hands at the back of his shoulders and he starts to push him forward. ]
I can't. What if you fall off the railing and no one's around to see?
[ he protests, heels digging into the ground as he glances over his shoulder. his shaking probably didn't help here, but the base was awful to begin with to be fair. ]
I'll leave you alone when we're back at the hotel. If you don't fall off, you'll wander and I'll never find you. Both are bad.
well, if they're not supposed to look at the scenery together then thorns just looks at the ground in front of them. this makes it platonic, he supposes.
[ he is trying not to lead elysium on but he is realizing that if he tries to return to how things were in the past, he is going to have to change literally everything about how he interacts with elysium. all of it can be seen as romantic.
that is, he tries to get up to get more leverage in his next shove only to trip and push thorns down onto dirt. you'd think he'd get up like this after the many times they'd ended up in similar positions on the dance floor, but no, he keeps thorns pinned down, gaze trained yet not at all at the same time.
he thinks about how their bodies brushed against each other as many times as they did. ]
You're the one who's annoying. It's like you don't want me to get over you…
[ mutters. and then he stands up and will attempt to leave for real. says this despite it being like half his fault ]
well, thorns letd him leave. he just stays where he is, staring up at the sky as his little drunken brain whirls in overdrive as it processes what just happened.
... is that it? does he not want elysium to get over him? it doesn't seem right, but when thorns thinks about it, it doesn't feel as wrong as it should. he will have to figure out what that means. ]
[ meanwhile, elysium's emotions are all over the place, and by the time he gets back, he's already forgotten whatever he just said to thorns. the moment he returns, people are on him asking where thorns is, why his suit is so crumpled, but otherwise ignoring it in favour of pulling him toward the photo booths.
it isn't until the third flash goes off that it hits him that he hasn't taken a single picture with thorns. not one!! after all that effort!!!!!!!!!!
thorns does not go after him and just stays here. after a while, he does eventually get to his feet, but it's to go on a walk rather than return to the wedding. he has decided that it is best to just give elysium as much space as he can, so he is taking that as literal as possible.
[ i'm going to kill you if i have to write out filing a missing persons report so there's just going to be someone who's taking a smoke break and sees thorns wandering in the opposite direction of the venue. they grab his arm and ask him where he's going? the wedding hasn't ended yet and his friend is still inside? hello? ]
how can thorns give elysium space like this... oh well. he remains with them until they finish their cigarette, and then they drag thorns back inside before depositing him at his table. thorns flops over like a useless fish. there's now cake in front of him and he has no idea when it got there.
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BUT OKAY. HE IS GETTING CHOMPED?? thorns whines and tries to bat him away from his ear. that's sensitive. ]
I didn't do anything. You're eating me...
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why is his food moving… ]
What? Don't play dumb. You ate all my cabbage.
[ that he implicitly offered but he's rethought the decision and is now fighting for his rights. sues thorns. ]
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[ he sounds a little offended, like he can't think of what else elysium might want to do with cabbage other than give it to thorns? why would he eat it himself??
he bites him back on the shoulder. ]
You're so greedy.
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[ clearly eating each other is getting them nowhere, so he takes his hand and
chops thorns' head. timeout. ]
You're doing the thing where you're giving me all the wrong signals again…
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[ oh...
thorn may be too drunk for this conversation, but he will try. ]
I'm just spending time with you.
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[ he is also too drunk for this. hence. he will just continue to yap and yap and yap. ]
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[ elysium keeps bringing up this future significant other but thorns does not see that remotely happening.
he will take a few steps back from elysium though. ]
We can go walk around the venue.
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[ sorry.
…
he's just so frustrated by this he grabs thorns' head with both hands and shakes it around. this will continue until either thorns stops him or he dies. ]
Don't take it personally. You're reminding me of my dark history.
[ which involves thorns so it technically is personal but. anyway. who's thinking about that? not him. ]
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he's right, thorns really has been disrespecting elysium's relationship this entire time. in fact, is it kind of messed up how he just started to spend even more time with him the second he found out he was dating someone? if thorns actually cared, he should have done this ages ago. ]
... right. Yeah, my bad.
[ he steps back again STOP SHAKING HIM. but then thorns just goes behind elysium, placing both hands at the back of his shoulders and he starts to push him forward. ]
Go back to the party. I'm going to stay out here.
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[ he protests, heels digging into the ground as he glances over his shoulder. his shaking probably didn't help here, but the base was awful to begin with to be fair. ]
I'll leave you alone when we're back at the hotel. If you don't fall off, you'll wander and I'll never find you. Both are bad.
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[ he is ruining elysium's life like this.
he does stop pushing him at least. in fact, thorns just sits down on the ground. he really should not be doing this in a suit but whatever. ]
I'll stay right here.
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[ …
he also plops down next to thorns. ]
You might get kidnapped it you're out here alone.
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[ sniffs
well, if they're not supposed to look at the scenery together then thorns just looks at the ground in front of them. this makes it platonic, he supposes.
... ]
I hope you're happy.
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[ this is so stupid. elysium nudges at thorns with his foot. ]
You're the one who found the view. You should be the one to enjoy it.
[ ignores the question
]
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[ he won't say kitten in case elysium's relationship with her is currently rocky.
but elysium did say he only wanted to do romantic things with his partner. ]
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Can you stop being stubborn for a second? Will you die if you aren't?
[ they are going to end up pvping in suits like this…… ]
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[ he is trying not to lead elysium on but he is realizing that if he tries to return to how things were in the past, he is going to have to change literally everything about how he interacts with elysium.
all of it can be seen as romantic.
... ]
Don't be annoying.
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that is, he tries to get up to get more leverage in his next shove only to trip and push thorns down onto dirt. you'd think he'd get up like this after the many times they'd ended up in similar positions on the dance floor, but no, he keeps thorns pinned down, gaze trained yet not at all at the same time.
he thinks about how their bodies brushed against each other as many times as they did. ]
You're the one who's annoying. It's like you don't want me to get over you…
[ mutters. and then he stands up and will attempt to leave for real. says this despite it being like half his fault ]
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well, thorns letd him leave. he just stays where he is, staring up at the sky as his little drunken brain whirls in overdrive as it processes what just happened.
... is that it? does he not want elysium to get over him? it doesn't seem right, but when thorns thinks about it, it doesn't feel as wrong as it should. he will have to figure out what that means. ]
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it isn't until the third flash goes off that it hits him that he hasn't taken a single picture with thorns. not one!! after all that effort!!!!!!!!!!
explodes in internal tears ]
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thorns does not go after him and just stays here. after a while, he does eventually get to his feet, but it's to go on a walk rather than return to the wedding. he has decided that it is best to just give elysium as much space as he can, so he is taking that as literal as possible.
goodbye.... where the hell is he going.... ]
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how can thorns give elysium space like this... oh well. he remains with them until they finish their cigarette, and then they drag thorns back inside before depositing him at his table. thorns flops over like a useless fish. there's now cake in front of him and he has no idea when it got there.
nibbles uselessly on cake while flopped over... ]
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We have to take a picture.
[ he is so intense about it and for no good reason. ]
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thorns will just try to remove the hand off of him. they are too close. ]
Okay.
[ he stands up and starts to waddle over to the photobooth. ]
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