[ thorns ignores him and takes him to elysium's room. he will remove any clothing that's extra, like his shoes and if he's wearing a jacket, and then tuck him into bed. he should probably shower if he was in a lab all day but he feels like elysium might actually pathetically fight him on that one, so he'll save it for the morning. ]
too bad elysium isn't appreciating it properly because he can, actually, go somewhere! from the other side of the apartment thorns will hear a loud thump.
the intent is to grab thorns by the shoulders. reality: his hands end up fisted dramatically at his chest instead. ]
Are you going to ghost me?
[ is that why he wants to make it tomorrow? he's going to wake up and thorns will be missing? his bags and everything else gone? can't believe thorns is about to drag up his drama like this. unbelievable. ]
[ this is how elysium ends up clutching thorns' hands, pressing them tight against his chest. he's swaying as the world won't stop spinning, but they can ignore that.
the real crime? thorns doesn't even have the chemicals to knock him out. ]
I know you don't like talking about what's bothering you, but it's better than trying to pretend nothing's wrong! I know you!! If you hate me, just say it already!!!
that seems to take care of 90% of his worries because he will just keel over face first into thorns. this is what thorns' gym arc is for… to lug his useless sack of a roommate. thank you. ]
into elysium's room they go. thorns tucks him in again, and considers just leaving. but then he realizes that might not stop elysium just crawling out of bed again and they'll just have a repeat... so he slides into bed as well.
it's fine. he can just leave once elysium is in a deep enough sleep. ]
[ help. well it feels awkward to leave after that.
thorns will just check elysium's temperature again... if he feels warm he will get up, but it's only to get a washcloth to place over his forehead. he sits back down on the bed to watch him, which is a very non-gay activity to do. ]
[ the working story is that scien made him drink a bunch of his samples. he'd tested them all on himself, but his tolerance makes it a little difficult to record what the results might be on regular people?
elysium technically should be recording how he feels but that's something he can be yelled at for later or never. he is also conveniently busy with another very non-gay activity, and that is lightly grabbing onto thorns' sleeve when he returns. he can still easily shrug him off, but his expression does look slightly less tense when this happens… thorns' move… ]
he scoots closer, still giving them enough space that elysium will hopefully not freak out if he wakes up and sees this, but close enough that he can grab onto thorns more comfortably if needed.
[ sometime in the middle of the night, elysium tucks thorns under his blanket and curls against him like one might an oversized stuffed toy.
he is soooooo exhausted he can't even be the annoying roommate he is at the light of dawn. instead, his phone vibrates angrily once. twice. scien wants his report? that was the condition for his release, hello.
[ those were important samples??? scien would shake if he were the type to shake. but he just sends one last text before he goes silent… he is presumably on his way…
elysium is not any closer to waking up than he was half an hour ago. ]
because thorns just stays with him, the most movement he makes being to just check his temperature and to see if he is clammy or any other obvious signs of sick. ]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
no subject
I'm going to go get a washcloth. Stay here.
[ as if he can go anywhere ]
no subject
too bad elysium isn't appreciating it properly because he can, actually, go somewhere! from the other side of the apartment thorns will hear a loud thump.
he ends up on the floor… ]
no subject
thorns just goes over to see what just happened. hello. he stares at elysium's dead body. ]
Why did you get up.
no subject
[ it's been two minutes
his brain… it's cooked! ]
no subject
well, that's a later problem. ]
That's tomorrow. You need to go to sleep so tomorrow can happen.
no subject
the intent is to grab thorns by the shoulders. reality: his hands end up fisted dramatically at his chest instead. ]
Are you going to ghost me?
[ is that why he wants to make it tomorrow? he's going to wake up and thorns will be missing? his bags and everything else gone? can't believe thorns is about to drag up his drama like this. unbelievable. ]
no subject
thorns slowly places his own hands over elysium's to try to pry them off of him. ]
No. You need to sleep now, you've had a long day.
no subject
the real crime? thorns doesn't even have the chemicals to knock him out. ]
I know you don't like talking about what's bothering you, but it's better than trying to pretend nothing's wrong! I know you!! If you hate me, just say it already!!!
[ what did scien do to him ]
no subject
for now, though, thorns just stands there, also wondering what did scien do to him. what is this. ]
I don't hate you. Do I need to go to bed with you?
no subject
he just stares at thorns, hands trembling with thorns' still in his grip. ]
… Will you?
[ he sounds genuinely emotional. don't leave your besties with insane scientists next time, thorns. ]
no subject
[ it seems like he has no other choice but to...?
he wonders if they can move or if he will have to pick elysium up again. ]
Let's go to your room.
no subject
that seems to take care of 90% of his worries because he will just keel over face first into thorns. this is what thorns' gym arc is for… to lug his useless sack of a roommate. thank you. ]
no subject
into elysium's room they go. thorns tucks him in again, and considers just leaving. but then he realizes that might not stop elysium just crawling out of bed again and they'll just have a repeat... so he slides into bed as well.
it's fine. he can just leave once elysium is in a deep enough sleep. ]
no subject
but. okay. there is no clinging throughout the night as he has not been conditioned to do so. just before sleep pulls him under, he mumbles: ]
I'm glad… you're in my life again… I owe you for this.
[ and then he promptly knocks out, grip slackening. thorns is free to do as he pleases. asshole. ]
no subject
thorns will just check elysium's temperature again... if he feels warm he will get up, but it's only to get a washcloth to place over his forehead. he sits back down on the bed to watch him, which is a very non-gay activity to do. ]
no subject
elysium technically should be recording how he feels but that's something he can be yelled at for later or never. he is also conveniently busy with another very non-gay activity, and that is lightly grabbing onto thorns' sleeve when he returns. he can still easily shrug him off, but his expression does look slightly less tense when this happens… thorns' move… ]
no subject
he scoots closer, still giving them enough space that elysium will hopefully not freak out if he wakes up and sees this, but close enough that he can grab onto thorns more comfortably if needed.
he is giving up and will sleep here. ]
no subject
he is soooooo exhausted he can't even be the annoying roommate he is at the light of dawn. instead, his phone vibrates angrily once. twice. scien wants his report? that was the condition for his release, hello.
elysium continues to snooze… ]
no subject
thorns does not wake him. elysium needs to sleep, he is ill... he is contemplating what may be safe for his stomach... ]
no subject
elysium is not any closer to waking up than he was half an hour ago. ]
no subject
because thorns just stays with him, the most movement he makes being to just check his temperature and to see if he is clammy or any other obvious signs of sick. ]
He really killed you, huh...
no subject
another half hour later, there's a series of knocks at the door. it's 7 in the morning. ]
no subject
Yes?
no subject
he just brushes past thorns like he owns the place and looks around. i am writing scien for two more tags tops. ]
no subject
thorns just follows after him. ]
He's sick.
[ he proceeds to list off all of the symptoms elysium has shown, and the exact time where he suddenly fell ill. ]
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
1/3
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
1/3
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
1/2
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...