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HELLO

"You've reached Elysium! Lost? Need an ear? I'm your guy! I'll get back to you as soon as I can."
GOODBYE
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inventory bc i don't know where else to put this:
cursed chihuahua papers

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How are you?
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[ He means it, genuinely. There is honestly nothing worse that could happen than what already did last week save for one very specific scenario, even if he did just see a guy literally die in front of him. Things happen. ]
There was a lot of people this time, though. It was chaotic. [ Absentmindedly, he tries to flex his frozen fingers. He tries not to frown. ] Had fun with your curses?
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They felt kind of targeted.
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Someone must really like seeing the two of you together.
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[ spoon. ]
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[ he brings elysium's hands up to his mouth so he can lightly breathe out air onto them. get warm... ]
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[ Like he's marveling. This is so silly. ]
Hmm. The odds I'd win? [ win what. ] If I gave it my full effort, I think I could.
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[ he goes quiet, focusing on trying to warm him up, not paying any mind to the blood. ]
You're close to Hien, right? He reacted to you.
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[ His gaze drops. It looks more tender. ]
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[ he looks at him for another few seconds that feel longer than they are, before turning to see where are the closest seats in here. ]
Sit down.
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Your arm came back. Today?
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[ he wasn't sure if he was going to mention it now because of how terrible the cyoa returns were, but it is hard to talk around the arm being back. ]
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[ Thorns can talk as much as he wants to talk. But for now, Elysium's fine with just holding onto his hands like this. ]
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[ to the point where he isn't even sure what to say. or, just, what's appropriate to say. ]
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What happens when he tries to pull Thorns onto his lap? ]
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Yes?
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[ Back hugs and rests his chin on Thorns' shoulder.
…
But also sneaks his fingers under Thorns' shirt because he had seemed intent on wanting to warm them. Thank you. 🥺 ]
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thorns isn't complaining though. he returns to being quiet, listening to elysium breathe against him. ]
I thought of an answer to your question. But I wanted to ask you something first.
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[ … ]
Shoot.
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[ they have both more or less agreed to try to be more open with each other, but that is something that is still going to take work. you can't completely change how you process and react to things in just a few days. ]
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[ A quiet laugh, as his arms around Thorns tightens. ]
I just want you to be happy. But… it'd be nice if we could be happy together.
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... I just wanted to be sure. In case there are others.
[ there is that pang of jealousy again that he is trying very hard to not be noticeable. he is aware it is likely him making a mountain out of a mole hill but it's somehow difficult to be logical when it comes to this. ]
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… Do you think that because of earlier?
[ When he was the one fawning over Rafayel? So funny. ]
I told you before, and I'll keep telling you if you want me to: there's you and only you. … At what capacity you want that to hold true is up to you. But you have to tell me.
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[ there is still so much they need to work through, and talk about, before they are on the same page about so many things. he could also point out that he was clearly cursed in regards to rafayel, and he manages not to.
but. but. ]
You acted surprised that I decided so quickly. My memories returning only cemented the impact you had on me. Elysium, my arm may be a compass, but you have been pointing me to the right direction far before I had this.
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