✧ — peach iced tea.

[boba]

this post is so clean

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[oversea]

[ ah... once again, this is cute.

thorns does find himself getting sleepy as well; who knows talking constantly can be so tiring? ]

Hm? Of course.

[ as if this was some sort of adventurous story book and not a boring account of someone's day. ]

[transmit]

Uh huh. It's too bad what I'm doing now isn't so interesting. After high school, I—…

[ he what

thorns will not get to hear the end of this as immediately after, elysium snoozes. ]

[oversea]

[ HELLO!!!!

thorns can't complain because elysium needs his rest but also. he feels ripped off. ]

Goodnight...

[ ...

he will watch him sleep until he also dozes off. ]

[transmit]

[ he loses his chance to ask forever because it is the day before thursday and elysium has so much work to do thanks to their nightly flirting

even waking up early doesn't help… but he will tell thorns that he has a busy night and apologises for it. ]

[oversea]

[ elysium.........

thorns will send a 👍 in response because what else is he supposed to do. ]

[transmit]

[ he's supposed to triangulate his location and save him

it is thursday morning. thorns receives a single 👍 back. ]

[oversea]

[ okay...

well, they're supposed to have their date in the evening, so that's fine? he supposes?? he actually has no idea if the timing for it is different, since their schedule was based on before elysium got kidnapped to work. it might be worse now???

but thorns will go through his day... he will believe elysium will be here when he sees him... ]

[transmit]

[ he will be here

just not in the way thorns might expect. ]

At the library.
Come to the fourth floor when you're done with your classes. I'm at the back where all the cubicles are.

[ you know those ridiculous getups idols get into to obscure their appearance

he is wearing an oversized hoodie, sunglasses, a face mask, and a baseball cap…… ]

[oversea]

[ the way thorns like

fucking walks past him at first and only comes back when he realizes the only other people at the cubicles is a girl and a 60 year old man. ]

Elysium...?

[transmit]

[ thorns you were supposed to recognise him by build

a hand shoots out from a cubicle and starts waving and gesturing wildly for him to come over here… ]

[oversea]

[ sorry but thorns was not going to assume the person dressed as if they have a restraining order against them was his boyfriend...

but he wanders over and just

stares at him. hi? ]

[transmit]

[ nudging his face mask down and sliding his glasses to sit on top of his cap is an entire ordeal that's way more dramatic than it has to be. ]

Long time no see.

[ first order of business is grabbing thorns' cheek and checking the one injury? did it look better on camera? ]

[oversea]

[ yes... but it seems to be healing decently enough, at least.

this is the first time they're touching in ages, wow. ]

Why are you dressed like that?

[transmit]

[ he presses a finger against the wound directly. just to see. an innocent, simple science experiment. ]

I felt like being mysterious. Don't you feel like this adds to the excitement of it?

[oversea]

[ why is he a sadist here. it's sore, so he swats at his hand. stop that. ]

No... but it's fine if you like it.

[transmit]

You downplayed it…

[ mutters under his breath and sounds betrayed. his idol cosplay is less important than this. ]

Who?

[oversea]

[ it takes a moment for him to realize what exactly he's asking since thorns thinks his injury is old news. ]

Does it matter...?

[transmit]

If it didn't matter, I wouldn't be asking.

[oversea]

[ he sighs. ]

It was the guy I rejected. He heard about us, and made some comments that lead to a small altercation.

[transmit]

[ … ]

I thought I solved that problem.

[ takes out his phone


the ambient temperature in the room plummets ]

[oversea]

[ fucking help

thorns reaches over to put a hand over elysium's phone. ]

Our date.

[transmit]

[ looks shocked ]

Our date!

[ stands up.

everyone is staring at him for making a commotion and he ends up apologising profusely. ]

Sorry, sorry. Um. [ leans forward to whisper into thorns' ear. ] We need to go through the back door.

[oversea]

Okay...

[ thorns doesn't get the secrecy but alright then. he will let elysium lead the way since he seems to have an escape route in mind. ]

[transmit]

[ he is literally on the run.

once they're out, both his sunglasses and face mask are back on… weirdo. ]

Did you need to stop by the apartment at all?

[oversea]

Not really.

[ he does still have his school bag but he does not mind carrying it. ]

Did you...?

[ to change into a less crazy outfit...? ]