Jayce is affectionate, he's always been, but there is something about Viktor that makes him want to close space more often. It could be that he can sense how rare it is for his friend, that he isn't used to it but he's allowing it, so maybe the answer is to give him more until he is used to it. Sure, that's a good excuse reason. He likes being the steady port in a storm, someone Viktor can lean on so he isn't alone all the time. Jayce was lucky; he had a loving mother, he had Caitlyn and her family (who were mostly good to him). He had Heimerdinger who tolerated him much more than he probably should have. If he can give Viktor even a little of what their love gave him, it's worth it.
"Indulge me," Jayce replies with a little note of pleading in it. Then it's on his shoulders, that he wants this from Viktor, so if he gives in it's not his weakness but Jayce's indulgence. See, he knows how to make all of this work, although he's not very subtle about it. Or anything. Viktor gives in so he must be cold, shivering, and Jayce keeps his arms around him, running one up and down his back gently. Almost to fabricate heat through friction, although their clothes are wet so it doesn't do much. It's more a soothing gesture his mother would have made.
He smiles. "Someone hasn't been looking at my notebook." To be fair, they put a lot of their joint work together on blackboards or in joint books, but Jayce still keeps his own privately. It has sketches on it and ideas that have yet to go anywhere. "Don't worry, it's only on the things we're doing together." Which is, you know, everything these days.
Viktor is so slender, Jayce could easily pick him up and carry him the whole way back if he wanted to. Not that he ever would, unless there were broken bones and a disaster involved. "What, are you planning on using me as your space heater?" The joke is out of his mouth before he can think of to take it back, and it is on the edge of flirtatious.
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Ha thank you! They take me awhile to finish but I usually am happy with the results.
Date: 2022-01-19 02:41 am (UTC)excusereason. He likes being the steady port in a storm, someone Viktor can lean on so he isn't alone all the time. Jayce was lucky; he had a loving mother, he had Caitlyn and her family (who were mostly good to him). He had Heimerdinger who tolerated him much more than he probably should have. If he can give Viktor even a little of what their love gave him, it's worth it."Indulge me," Jayce replies with a little note of pleading in it. Then it's on his shoulders, that he wants this from Viktor, so if he gives in it's not his weakness but Jayce's indulgence. See, he knows how to make all of this work, although he's not very subtle about it. Or anything. Viktor gives in so he must be cold, shivering, and Jayce keeps his arms around him, running one up and down his back gently. Almost to fabricate heat through friction, although their clothes are wet so it doesn't do much. It's more a soothing gesture his mother would have made.
He smiles. "Someone hasn't been looking at my notebook." To be fair, they put a lot of their joint work together on blackboards or in joint books, but Jayce still keeps his own privately. It has sketches on it and ideas that have yet to go anywhere. "Don't worry, it's only on the things we're doing together." Which is, you know, everything these days.
Viktor is so slender, Jayce could easily pick him up and carry him the whole way back if he wanted to. Not that he ever would, unless there were broken bones and a disaster involved. "What, are you planning on using me as your space heater?" The joke is out of his mouth before he can think of to take it back, and it is on the edge of flirtatious.