[For a nerd who spiraled into lunacy, he still has the formalities of being a Dean's assistant at an Academy. Everything is... neat, has a place. Tucked in, if it can be.
He glances up, pausing at the quickly dour expression.]
he's still handsome but maybe he should try being less of a lunatic.
this is just a sad callback to much simpler times earlier in the week, but he very much oozes into the hug. he turns his head to kiss viktor's cheek as he had once before, but otherwise just hangs out here. ]
[when you go to bed late but then your body wakes you up at your usual time even though you don't gotta work #grief
He accepts the blanket fixing, but shakes his head against sitting down. Rather, he lifts his arms up over Sidon's shoulders. Uppies........ AFFECTION WEEK IS HELL AND TURNING HIM INTO A BIGGER BOTTOM.]
I know... It was... She did not tell me the whole story, but it was worse than I could imagine. [A soft sigh.] They had... killed someone, I think, on their way, but then... we were...
Suddenly, Lucien and I were lost... no, trapped almost, in a strange forest together. It turned our minds against us and each other.
it's okay he's already the bottomest bottom to exist. may as well embrace it. he wastes no time in complying, picking viktor up into a very careful princess carry despite how his body's been repaired. just holding this blanket-bundled, freshly repurposed, scrawny man. ]
You had to fight one another...?
[ he'd dueled rodya, but that hadn't been emotionally harrowing as much as very stupid. the idea of going beyond a friendly spar with anyone he genuinely loves is mortifying. ]
[Any other time, this neediness would probably embarrass himself (it still does a tiny bit), but this week, he is resigned to accept it. So he just lets Sidon hold him while he leans.]
We ran into a monster first. It was... rotted and shadowy. Lucien ran in to attack it, but then... it... It looked like Jayce, and I... don't know, it just was so real. I ran in. It threw up this stuff on both of us that poisoned us. I was some kind of--I dont know, arcane user. But I had a hard time controlling it.
[NOT MY ROLLS BEING SOOOOOOOO BAD]
I think I attacked Lucien accidentally more than the monster, but we managed to kill it. Then the forest... There was a voice. It just kept... telling me Lucien was a traitor, that he was going to kill me. And I tried attacking him, but he was stronger. He broke my arm, and then I electrocuted him.
[ being a little clingy after you try to murder your boyfriend(?) and then die after being horribly poisoned by your own spell is okay. ]
Jayce... your partner. [ he's mentioned him a few times now. someone important, from home. that tracks with how these things tend to go. he strokes a hand over viktor's side in a soothing gesture. ] It's all right. They healed the three of them as soon as they could—they'll be fine!
[ all of them are more or less better by now, physically. ]
...Everything here attacks our minds—I hope you don't let such things haunt you, when it isn't your fault.
He nods in confirmation. That Jayce. Thinks about how Jayce would probably have a harem here maybe. Big hets. Well, unless Lowe played him, then he could be gay.]
[ laughs here too. jayce could stand to be more gay. it would probably have a net positive impact. ]
Mm. I'm sure.
[ he thinks viktor is remarkably resilient, considering how life has continuously kicked him in the ribs, from cradle to (temporary) grave. but he also doesn't think he's often... feeling well.
he kisses the crest of his head, against his hair. long and sweet in an attempt at comforting. ]
...It's all right to have some time where you aren't okay.
[so much of season 2 arcane wouldn't happen if jayce was more gay and less het
Viktor is very much never feeling well, yeah, but that's the thing about chronic illness and also chronic mental health problems. Life keeps going, and so you are just dragged along behind by the throat.
He closes his eyes, leans into the kiss not for it so much as the support of Sidon's head.]
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He glances up, pausing at the quickly dour expression.]
...I'm back now.
[Beckons Sidon to him with a hand.]
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[ he's fine with being neat and tidy after he died, but he can't fix his hair usually when it's a bird's nest. what's this about.
but he does stop fretting long enough to drop down for him, still plainly concerned. ]
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Once Sidon is close, he reaches up to wrap his arms around Sidon's neck and head to hug him.]
I'm sorry for worrying you.
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he's still handsome but maybe he should try being less of a lunatic.
this is just a sad callback to much simpler times earlier in the week, but he very much oozes into the hug. he turns his head to kiss viktor's cheek as he had once before, but otherwise just hangs out here. ]
Will you tell me what happened...?
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He squeezed Sidon gently before lowering his arms so he can settled the blanket around his shoulders.]
I'll tell you. It... was strange. A test? Harley, Lucien, and Shu were there... Shouxue and I were with Harley first... We had... another life? Throné's life... A Blacksnake's life. We were looking for a treasure.
Then we ran into Shu, Lucien, and Eunhyuk. But we didn't know who they were at first.
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he'll help tug the blanket up to his neck, but mostly just encourages viktor to sit. being revived doesn't mean he's rested. ]
Another one with altered memories... [ first gotham, now this. ] I'm sorry. Nothing I've heard of Throné's life is easy.
[ so that's not a great start. ]
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He accepts the blanket fixing, but shakes his head against sitting down. Rather, he lifts his arms up over Sidon's shoulders. Uppies........ AFFECTION WEEK IS HELL AND TURNING HIM INTO A BIGGER BOTTOM.]
I know... It was... She did not tell me the whole story, but it was worse than I could imagine. [A soft sigh.] They had... killed someone, I think, on their way, but then... we were...
Suddenly, Lucien and I were lost... no, trapped almost, in a strange forest together. It turned our minds against us and each other.
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it's okay he's already the bottomest bottom to exist. may as well embrace it. he wastes no time in complying, picking viktor up into a very careful princess carry despite how his body's been repaired. just holding this blanket-bundled, freshly repurposed, scrawny man. ]
You had to fight one another...?
[ he'd dueled rodya, but that hadn't been emotionally harrowing as much as very stupid. the idea of going beyond a friendly spar with anyone he genuinely loves is mortifying. ]
Is that where your terrible injuries came from?
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We ran into a monster first. It was... rotted and shadowy. Lucien ran in to attack it, but then... it... It looked like Jayce, and I... don't know, it just was so real. I ran in. It threw up this stuff on both of us that poisoned us. I was some kind of--I dont know, arcane user. But I had a hard time controlling it.
[NOT MY ROLLS BEING SOOOOOOOO BAD]
I think I attacked Lucien accidentally more than the monster, but we managed to kill it. Then the forest... There was a voice. It just kept... telling me Lucien was a traitor, that he was going to kill me. And I tried attacking him, but he was stronger. He broke my arm, and then I electrocuted him.
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Jayce... your partner. [ he's mentioned him a few times now. someone important, from home. that tracks with how these things tend to go. he strokes a hand over viktor's side in a soothing gesture. ] It's all right. They healed the three of them as soon as they could—they'll be fine!
[ all of them are more or less better by now, physically. ]
...Everything here attacks our minds—I hope you don't let such things haunt you, when it isn't your fault.
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He nods in confirmation. That Jayce. Thinks about how Jayce would probably have a harem here maybe. Big hets. Well, unless Lowe played him, then he could be gay.]
Good...
[HEAL THEM. Can't heal Eunhyuk's depression, though. And Viktor's self hate.]
I'll... be okay after a while.
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Mm. I'm sure.
[ he thinks viktor is remarkably resilient, considering how life has continuously kicked him in the ribs, from cradle to (temporary) grave. but he also doesn't think he's often... feeling well.
he kisses the crest of his head, against his hair. long and sweet in an attempt at comforting. ]
...It's all right to have some time where you aren't okay.
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Viktor is very much never feeling well, yeah, but that's the thing about chronic illness and also chronic mental health problems. Life keeps going, and so you are just dragged along behind by the throat.
He closes his eyes, leans into the kiss not for it so much as the support of Sidon's head.]
...I know. Thank you for waiting on me.