[It’s tempting, just to sit here in the warm water, leaning back with his eyes closed while Jayce says nice things about him. He has to remind himself that he’s here with a purpose, which is to clean up so they can proceed to other activities. Viktor sits up, watching Jayce with a raised eyebrow as he reaches for a nearby bar of soap. He lathers it between his hands and then starts at the top, scrubbing it around his neck and working his way down.]
For someone who spent seven years not acting on any impulse to make that dream a reality, it certainly comes to you easily now.
[Pet names and everything. A tacit declaration that Jayce imagined them spending many, many years together. He isn’t sure what he thinks of this, just yet. Maybe he’ll get used to it.
For now, it all seems so sudden. There’s that dream again, the one he can’t imagine himself in, because he doesn’t expect to be around much longer. Perhaps here they’re closer to a cure than they were back home, or at least are more equipped to buy him some time, but he still isn’t able to fit into the fantasy that Jayce describes. To know, now, that he included a relationship in the picture is both extremely Jayce and incredibly naive. The whole point of Viktor withholding a confession was to spare him the pain of being romantically involved, and then losing him. They’re going to have to have that talk, eventually. Viktor convinces himself it’s okay to avoid it, at least right now.
Instead of answering, he dunks his head, getting his hair wet and pushing it back.]
Maybe one day, you’ll learn to ask for what you want. Hand me that.
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Date: 2022-06-18 11:30 pm (UTC)For someone who spent seven years not acting on any impulse to make that dream a reality, it certainly comes to you easily now.
[Pet names and everything. A tacit declaration that Jayce imagined them spending many, many years together. He isn’t sure what he thinks of this, just yet. Maybe he’ll get used to it.
For now, it all seems so sudden. There’s that dream again, the one he can’t imagine himself in, because he doesn’t expect to be around much longer. Perhaps here they’re closer to a cure than they were back home, or at least are more equipped to buy him some time, but he still isn’t able to fit into the fantasy that Jayce describes. To know, now, that he included a relationship in the picture is both extremely Jayce and incredibly naive. The whole point of Viktor withholding a confession was to spare him the pain of being romantically involved, and then losing him. They’re going to have to have that talk, eventually. Viktor convinces himself it’s okay to avoid it, at least right now.
Instead of answering, he dunks his head, getting his hair wet and pushing it back.]
Maybe one day, you’ll learn to ask for what you want. Hand me that.
[The bottle of shampoo.]