that one time travel psl

[eyediot]

sad bad end s5 jon and tim on a monster road trip



[Algric had given the trio a fair warning of what was happening. Not the specific details of what he was coming from, but he was from a little further along Algric's timeline, and came through Hilltop Road. Never pleasant, but he's here now. IT took a few days of settling, readjusting, and putting some firm self-imposed boundaries on himself before Jon felt comfortable enough to see the others.

After a few minutes of surprise and staring, Jon ends up sitting alone with Tim for a few minutes; the others having some things to take care of themselves. He sits there, fiddling a bit with his fingers, trying not to be self conscious. He can't do anything about the myriad of different, newer scars, nor about his black sclera or so many other things about himself now.

But god... Tim. Alive and not shouting at him right this second. How novel.]

Tim... I.. [Where does he even start.]

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[curriculum_fictae]

[ God. Algric laughs a bit. ]

It's mean to hope for that, I suppose.

[eyediot]

Maybe. But I was mean for doing that to him.

At the very least, I could anchor you for it.

[curriculum_fictae]

... All right. Then - I guess it depends on how he reacts.

[eyediot]

Mm. He adores Tim, so. I'm sure he can get a whole story out of him.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ A faint snort at that. ]

Then we have a plan.

[eyediot]

A plan?

Besides "ask Tim to weasel information out of your shitty ex whose life I ruined because I'm nosy"?

[curriculum_fictae]

That's a plan.

[eyediot]

[A beat.

And then he laughs.]

I-i guess we have one of those, then.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Algric laughs a little too. ]

S-see? There we go then.

[eyediot]

We'll see how our planning skills work, then. Test them out before we plan for Elias.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ God. Elias. Algric drags in a breath. ]

Yes, it. It is better to practice, I suppose.

[eyediot]

[Oh. There's something there, isn't there? Something hidden, that Algric doesn't want him to know. Or maybe it's just the nervousness of thinking about that confrontation that changed the intonation.

Jonah thumbs along his cheek, just... Adoring. Does not even care right now that this is the most undressed he's been with anyone in years. There's no self consciousness here, for once.]

We'll figure it out. He kept us all separated the first time around for a reason, I think.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Strange, isn't it? But the moment passes. He leans into Jon's touch with a shy smile. ]

R-right, I think so too. Can't cope with us working together, yeah?

[eyediot]

Definitely couldn't handle it. He can only focus on one thing at a time, so multiple of us working at once? He can't.

[curriculum_fictae]

And here I thought he could multeyetask.

[eyediot]

[He knows that was a pun.]

I cannot believe.

...Though we are technically in Tim's bed, so I suppose it was bound to happen, but still.

[curriculum_fictae]

He is contagious, isn't he?

[eyediot]

He is and I hate it.

[curriculum_fictae]

Ah, too bad. We are entirely stuck with him.

[eyediot]

For better or worse.

[Though from his tone, it's clear he means 'better'. He never thought he'd ever get to repair his relationship with Tim, let alone... Be like this.]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Oh yes. Algric can hear that. He smiles softly, settling in closer. ]

It's so good to have him alive again.

[eyediot]

...It really is. [Jonah easily makes room for Algric scooting in closer, letting legs tangle together so it's easier. Of course, he knows Tim will have to figure out his own food at some point. The Desolation... isn't pretty about it. He may have to make some calls he doesn't want to.]

You should rest.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ This is all Algric has ever wanted. Not sex, no, not even after tonight. Just ... intimacy. Like this, where he can't entirely tell where he stops and Jonah begins. This is perfect. He wishes he could stay like this forever. ]

If - if I fall asleep, then can we do this in the morning too? Just - hold each other like this.

[eyediot]

[It's such an honest, sweet request. Jonah moves just to tuck his head under Algric's chin and settles there.]

Of course, Martin.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Even better. Algric reluctantly lets his eyes close. ]

Good. Because - because this is wonderful, Jon. I hate to fall asleep and lose it.