[ he won't, but he isn't actively seeking him out.
it's just kind of awkward... he is staring at the fridge and wondering if he should go to the library so it's not like he is holed up in his room again... ]
[ okay well they both had the same idea so elysium's hand is just on thorns' now. he's keeping it there until he's absolutely certain this orange juice will not meet an untimely death. ]
What am I, a ghost?
[ he has no one to blame but himself ]
That was a pretty dramatic reaction, even after everything considered.
You avoiding me must've been my imagination, then. [ not a question, not an accusation. he slings an arm around thorns' shoulders. ] So it's fine if we have dinner together?
[ he is trying so hard to get over thorns and so genuinely and for what!!!!!! the way he's convinced thorns is asexual or aromantic from their conversations and the context clues he's managed to glean. tears up ]
Well. It's not like that guy has any common sense. Or should I say, the guy has it but doesn't care to adhere to it…? He doesn't make it easy.
[ he's not sure what's worse… though… there is about to be an alarming trend… ]
Either way, don't worry about it. It wasn't entirely you.
but he will go and do that... still processing the information. okay, so elysium is single. but only because trying to date someone whk was already his friend proved to be too awkward?
this is further proof that these two will never work out. thorns is more determined to never say anything ever. ]
[ BECAUSE THAT FRIEND ALREADY HAPPENED TO BE IN A SITUATIONSHIP?
okay.
don't mind him as he invades thorns' personal space to get a bowl he'd left on his side, then. their kitchen was not built for two grown men to be cooking at the same time. ]
it really is so funny how one weekend around other people just completely changed things. thorns wonders if kitten took it well...? if he was a better friend he would probably ask what was the problem there. he does not do that. ]
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it's just kind of awkward... he is staring at the fridge and wondering if he should go to the library so it's not like he is holed up in his room again... ]
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Hey.
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Jesus!
[ his blood pressure.... ]
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What am I, a ghost?
[ he has no one to blame but himself ]
That was a pretty dramatic reaction, even after everything considered.
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[ he is allowed to get jumpscared!!!!
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Do you need the fridge?
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[ it's worse. ]
I wanted to talk. Judging by how you were staring into space, I'm guessing you have time?
[ corners. ]
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he carefully moves his hand so he can put the juice away and close the fridge. ]
Sure. [ ... ]
What's up?
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but he'll retract his hand easily enough, shoving it into a pocket. ]
I put you in an uncomfortable situation. Sorry.
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[ which is true, he did not mind that part specifically.
elysium sitting in another man's lap is just permanently etched into his brain now, which is a problem. ]
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You avoiding me must've been my imagination, then. [ not a question, not an accusation. he slings an arm around thorns' shoulders. ] So it's fine if we have dinner together?
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[ he does not move away from him.
and then he finally just decides it's safe enough to ask, ]
Are you two dating or something?
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he shoots thorns a look of surprise before his expression shifts into something closer to embarrassment. ]
I though about asking him out, but it didn't seem right.
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but hmm. what didn't seem right? the timing? was he not into it? this still doesn't answer so many questions. does elysium still like him? ]
Oh. Well. There's always next time...?
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[ a faraway look crosses expression before he physically shakes it out. ]
Well, I doubt it. But there'll probably be trouble down the line. I'm thinking it's probably better to just meet someone new entirely.
[ ALREADY ]
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thorns nods his head. ]
Remember to invite me to the wedding.
[ he just skips the entire dating process. ]
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Of course. Your one word speech's gonna be one for the books.
[ … ]
No avoiding me. For real. If something bothers you, you have to tell me.
[ what kind of best man would they be to each other if they can't talk about!! the small stuff!!!!! ]
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instead, he just sighs. ]
... sorry. I wasn't sure how to act.
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Well. It's not like that guy has any common sense. Or should I say, the guy has it but doesn't care to adhere to it…? He doesn't make it easy.
[ he's not sure what's worse… though… there is about to be an alarming trend… ]
Either way, don't worry about it. It wasn't entirely you.
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but hmmm. he doesn't fail to notice the common sense line because that it how he normally describes thorns, but he will ignore it. ]
Did he make up with his roommate?
[ or was he forced to go back early because thorns was the worst host in the world. ]
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[ a bully…
so, yeah, not something to get involved with. but he'll go ahead and start pulling dinner out of the fridge. ]
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but thorns hovers here for a moment, unsure if he should stay here or wander away until dinner is ready. hmm. ]
Do you need help?
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one and one and one and one and one together… tears up ]
Can you cut the vegetables? I was going to make a stir-fry.
[ elysium's faith in his culinary skills goes as far as this ]
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but he will go and do that... still processing the information. okay, so elysium is single. but only because trying to date someone whk was already his friend proved to be too awkward?
this is further proof that these two will never work out. thorns is more determined to never say anything ever. ]
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okay.
don't mind him as he invades thorns' personal space to get a bowl he'd left on his side, then. their kitchen was not built for two grown men to be cooking at the same time. ]
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it really is so funny how one weekend around other people just completely changed things. thorns wonders if kitten took it well...? if he was a better friend he would probably ask what was the problem there. he does not do that. ]
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