Jonathan Sims | The Archivist ([personal profile] eyediot) wrote 2020-09-18 02:08 am (UTC)

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[Jon moves his hand from Algric's cheek to his jaw, fingers curling into the back of his hair to pull him down, forehead to forehead.]

You stuck around when I accused you of murder. You-- You still loved me when I was stalking Tim, when- when I was the absolute worst paranoid ass and hurting all of you. You've seen the worst of me and you still... [Breathe. Breathe. Drown out the misery and fear and pain around them and just focus here. Ignore the throbbing migraine just behind his eyes from the hunger pangs. Don't notice his hands trembling, trying not to dig into his skull, he's holding back and in pain for it.]

I love you. And, as far as I can tell, right now? That isn't going to change.

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