he better scurry back because how long is he going to give elysium in the shower before he thinks he's drowned? that'll be however long he stays in there without indication the water's shutting off anytime soon.
[ they have been given so many chances to flirt but they have failed each and every one
he just stares at the door for a long while… then remembers to change, emerging with the idea that it's better to pretend it never happened at all. yeah! ]
[ now they're getting in bed together before h*lding h*nds and kissing. woah. elysium nods mechanically, but there is one last detour they have to make. he tugs thorns back to the coffee table to hold out another pill.
You've been sick longer so you need to get better first.
[ clearly, that is how it works.
thorns settles into the bed and pats the spot right next to him. yes, sleeping on the floor was highly uncomfortable, but it was nice to be that close. ]
[ this is so funny since thorns was unaware that elysium liked him when that initially happened, but now he knows this, so it's like. wow that must have been so awkward for him. ]
[ well. it's a good thing they were still in the phase of getting used to each other again. keeping to himself while he tried to desperately erase it from the forefront of his mind wouldn't have passed as well if it were to happen a year in. ]
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[ he realises it's up to him to give a demonstration. okay.
he leans forward… pauses for a single second, and then kisses thorns lightly on the nose. like a boop! except with his mouth. ]
Kiss. We haven't even kissed. Now go.
[ he gets up clumsily. it is hard to tell how much he's thinking or if he's thinking at all. ]
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thorns taps the spot on his nose that was smooched. hmmmm.
he hurriedly scurries out of the bathroom. goodbye. ]
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he better scurry back because how long is he going to give elysium in the shower before he thinks he's drowned? that'll be however long he stays in there without indication the water's shutting off anytime soon.
fun! ]
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thorns doesn't even knock he just opens the door and walks in. ]
Elysium?
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to his credit, he does not fall and hit his head on the soap dish and die. ]
Hi, Thorns.
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[ okay.
thorns stands there and then nods his head. ]
I'll be outside.
[ quietly goes to exit like that didn't just happen... ]
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he just stares at the door for a long while… then remembers to change, emerging with the idea that it's better to pretend it never happened at all. yeah! ]
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he jumps slightly when he hears the door open and turns around. ]
Let's go to bed...
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they have to keep taking their medicine. ]
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thorns follows after him and begrudgingly takes this medicine. this is cruel. ]
This better make you better.
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it feels like it's taken an entire journey for the both of them to rest. but at last, here they are: elysium's bed. ]
What are you going to do if it doesn't? It has to work on you, too…
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[ clearly, that is how it works.
thorns settles into the bed and pats the spot right next to him. yes, sleeping on the floor was highly uncomfortable, but it was nice to be that close. ]
You do too much so you're not getting well.
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I'm no worse than someone who has done so much he's ended up more sick than I am.
[ sniffle. ]
… Thanks. But look after yourself more next time.
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[ ...
he presses his face against elysium's back. he is, in fact, thinking about what just happened in the bathroom. it's fine. it's cool. explodes. ]
You smell nice.
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he is so glad his back is turned or this would be so much more awkward. ]
Yeah? You're free to use my soap anytime you want.
[ smelling like each other……
combusts ]
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Oh... okay. Yeah.
[ he won't, he has his own perfectly usable soap... he won't waste elysium's. they're so stupid. ]
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nevermind. curiosity kills the bird and he flips over. is thorns still pressed against him… can they gayly fall asleep staring into each other's eyes?
he knows it's bad but he's just really overcome with the desire to look at him properly. ]
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... Hi.
[ can they do this when they're not feverish. ]
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he does the next best thing which is place a hand over thorns' eyes. no looky… ]
You're supposed to be trying to sleep.
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he allows this because he is so baffled it doesn't occur to him to take elysium's hand off. ]
I could say the same to you. Am I that ugly?
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[ tells thorns not to be ridiculous then is even more ridiculous a breath later. ]
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[ he saw his d*ck...... whoa.
the way he would have still seen it if they actually had showered together, but that would be different. this was unexpected. ]
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[ TRUE.
even if that's not what he meant. but elysium actually starts laughing quietly to himself, lowering his hand to keep it next to thorns. ]
We both have now, huh.
[ the one lore drop we did like 4k comments ago ]
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You were pretty casual about that.
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[ well. it's a good thing they were still in the phase of getting used to each other again. keeping to himself while he tried to desperately erase it from the forefront of his mind wouldn't have passed as well if it were to happen a year in. ]
You aren't making one now.
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