[ 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. ]
[ elysium's going to show up at the agency and thorns will have no one to blame but himself for it. or, that'd be what would happen if he were even a fraction as insane as he is in the other thread. what does thorns even win in this case… elysium seeing other people??
he wonders if this is another form of rejection……… thorns is pulling away from him again. huh. as much as he wants to say something, he just ends up cooking while lost in his thoughts. ]
and if elysium is actively trying to date people, thorns always being around might make that difficult? they have proven that when they are together they do tend to start edging towards being clingy, even if it's not physical. that might get in elysium's way...
thorns is just not the type to be able to hide if he's annoyed or doesn't like something to it's better to just not be around. he is so distracted by this nonsense that he is not paying attention to what he's doing, and that's how he cuts himself with the knife. ]
[ he kills the stove in an instant, seizing thorns' hand with a speed he didn't know he was capable of. how bad is it. where's the cut. the sight of blood alone has him swearing never to trust thorns in the kitchen again what the hell is this!!!! ]
What are you spacing out for?
[ THAT'S HIS BABY!!!!!!!!!!! his brow scrunches in worry, and he lets go only to dig frantically through their shelves for their first aid kit. he hates it here so bad. ]
[ it is across his thumb. it's a decent slice, enough where there is enough blood to look scary and it will likely hurt to bend his thumb while it heals.
thorns just stares at the knife as if it betrayed him... ]
[ no!!!!!!! he shoots thorns the most intense glare he can muster. his air-headed baby… the moment he picks thorns' hand back up it is with antiseptic so
he can have fun with that. they have to make sure the wound is cleaned properly. ]
[ he wants to hit thorns on the head but he thinks him being slightly rougher with this bandaging process is violence enough. you know how there are people who couldn't care less how their bandages look as long as they're covering the wound?
elysium is the opposite and meticulous. that shit has to be on perfectly. you would think this is how thorns is freed, but no, elysium's hand stays wrapped around his wrist up until
he kisses it better. ]
You're excused.
[ treats thorns like the kids he occasionally takes care of when he volunteers because that is exactly how he currently feels about this
[ the kids always get all shy whenever elysium turns the affection up too high. thorns' reaction is reminiscent of it 1:1 and it is sooooo cute (somehow purely platonic) and funny. okay. ]
How about you set the table instead? Feels like if I take my eyes off you for even a second, you'll manage to burn yourself——or drag me down with you.
[ he makes a face at him and then scurries away to get the plates and silverware.
normally he would fight more on that, but he thinks separating himself from elysium right now may be for the best? he is so close to him in the small kitchen space and he needs to remember how to be normal.
how do you kill a crush... things to ponder about... ]
[ how do you kill a crush when you're living together and both low and high-key flirting all the time
well
dinner is a simple affair so it doesn't take long for elysium to finish. bon appétit! thorns' plate has a larger portion of his favourite foods. ]
… By the way. If you're spending more time on fencing, does that mean you've decided against the gym membership?
[ is he just going to ignore how they've been flooding his inbox with steeper discounts every other day… they are so desperate for thorns. he's about to get a free few months if he signs up for the annual plan? help. ]
Oh, good. I usually do mornings on Sunday, Tuesday, Thursday, and Friday. We can keep each other accountable.
[ he says this so cheerily. too cheerily. thorns will never know peace again when his roommate is a freak who works out at the crack of dawn. but, it is funny that elysium's the one with abandonment issues now despite being the one to abandon him first… it is a combination of thinking thorns totally has the right to but also how dare he even think of escaping this sticky trap of friendship now that they've re-established it? he can't permit it.
as such, he visibly eases when thorns agrees… internally celebrating this w. yippee. it takes a bit for him to notice his staring. ]
… Something you don't like?
[ insanely has a mental catalogue of his likes and dislikes. this can't be right ]
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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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but let's not forget an entire wedding happened, either. ]
Are you going to keep being as busy as you have been?
[ still very much convinced thorns was avoiding him because he hated alhaitham ]
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[ things like learning the walk and other things which, in theory, shouldn't take long but it is so difficult to get thorns to do things so who knows.
but he will not allow elysium to think he suddenly has a free schedule now. he won't lose here. ]
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he wonders if this is another form of rejection……… thorns is pulling away from him again. huh. as much as he wants to say something, he just ends up cooking while lost in his thoughts. ]
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and if elysium is actively trying to date people, thorns always being around might make that difficult? they have proven that when they are together they do tend to start edging towards being clingy, even if it's not physical. that might get in elysium's way...
thorns is just not the type to be able to hide if he's annoyed or doesn't like something to it's better to just not be around. he is so distracted by this nonsense that he is not paying attention to what he's doing, and that's how he cuts himself with the knife. ]
Ow.
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What are you spacing out for?
[ THAT'S HIS BABY!!!!!!!!!!! his brow scrunches in worry, and he lets go only to dig frantically through their shelves for their first aid kit. he hates it here so bad. ]
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thorns just stares at the knife as if it betrayed him... ]
I can clean it. I don't want blood to get on you.
[ he'll get dirty ): ]
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[ no!!!!!!! he shoots thorns the most intense glare he can muster. his air-headed baby… the moment he picks thorns' hand back up it is with antiseptic so
he can have fun with that. they have to make sure the wound is cleaned properly. ]
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he is pouting slightly. ]
I don't know what my hand was doing there.
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elysium is the opposite and meticulous. that shit has to be on perfectly. you would think this is how thorns is freed, but no, elysium's hand stays wrapped around his wrist up until
he kisses it better. ]
You're excused.
[ treats thorns like the kids he occasionally takes care of when he volunteers because that is exactly how he currently feels about this
they're both airheads. ]
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blushes
and quickly spins around so that he's facing the sink and away from him. explodes. ]
I'll clean up my mess.
[ it's so crazy how things you are fully aware are completely platonic can kill you. is this how elysium used to live? no wonder he ghosted him. ]
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How about you set the table instead? Feels like if I take my eyes off you for even a second, you'll manage to burn yourself——or drag me down with you.
Shoo.
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normally he would fight more on that, but he thinks separating himself from elysium right now may be for the best? he is so close to him in the small kitchen space and he needs to remember how to be normal.
how do you kill a crush... things to ponder about... ]
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well
dinner is a simple affair so it doesn't take long for elysium to finish. bon appétit! thorns' plate has a larger portion of his favourite foods. ]
… By the way. If you're spending more time on fencing, does that mean you've decided against the gym membership?
[ is he just going to ignore how they've been flooding his inbox with steeper discounts every other day… they are so desperate for thorns. he's about to get a free few months if he signs up for the annual plan? help. ]
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[ it's said almost like he is trying to reassure elysium that he is not ditching him. see!! elysium is doing him a huge favor!!!
he stares at his food and then at elysium's like he is comparing the two. ]
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[ he says this so cheerily. too cheerily. thorns will never know peace again when his roommate is a freak who works out at the crack of dawn. but, it is funny that elysium's the one with abandonment issues now despite being the one to abandon him first… it is a combination of thinking thorns totally has the right to but also how dare he even think of escaping this sticky trap of friendship now that they've re-established it? he can't permit it.
as such, he visibly eases when thorns agrees… internally celebrating this w. yippee. it takes a bit for him to notice his staring. ]
… Something you don't like?
[ insanely has a mental catalogue of his likes and dislikes. this can't be right ]
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thorns will barter his own days later he refuses to be awake that early for most of the week. what the fuck.
for now, though, he points at elysium's food. ]
You have less than I do.
[ is he on a diet...?
thinks about all the food thorns stole from elysium. ]
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he looks at his food. he tilts his head. thorns is a growing boy… ]
I was gonna have a protein shake later.
[ i hate gym bros ]
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