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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Train crashing into the sunset?

[eyediot]

[Jonah keeps eyes focused up at him, thinking.]

So you're a sunset man. Got it.

[curriculum_fictae]

I mean. Among other things.

[eyediot]

Yes? Like what?

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Like - like, I don't know. I like how scruffy you are?

[eyediot]

[Ugghhhh Algriiiiiiic. It's like he can feel his cheeks getting warm with that.]

I-i just haven't shaved yet.

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Mm, and it's adorable.

[ He leans over for a light kiss. ]

[eyediot]

[It's so rude, not even given the chance to remark back on that. He watches when Algric pulls away. One thing that hasn't changed about Jon/ah is that he's very easy to tell when he's trying to not share something. His expression is working through a few different emotions - guilt, mostly - before he rolls over to put his face into the pillow.]

's not adorable.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Huh. That's. Not the reaction he was expecting? A blush, maybe, or a lovely fluster. But not ... that. ]

... Jon.

[eyediot]

Martin.

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What aren't you telling me.

[eyediot]

[Jonah turns his head to look at him again from where he's otherwise buried in this pillow. Then sighs and pushes himself to sit up.]

It's... Nothing that can't wait, you just woke up and-

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[ His voice is firm, not angry. ]

Jon. Tell me.

[eyediot]

[Shit. Actually calling him his proper name, he has to.

Jonah sighs lightly.]

Tim came through the kitchen earlier for coffee and... [He makes a face, one eye scrunched closed because he's no idea how Algric will take this.] He. Kissed me? He didn't even mean to, or realize he did it until I said something, but--

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[ Um.

Um???

That was not what he expected? At all. He just sort of stares at Jonah, mouth open. ]

W-wait, hang on. Tim kissed you?

[ He's not mad, just confused?? ]

[eyediot]

Y-yes? Like... J-just, he called it a peck? Nothing big-- [Jonah, shut up.]

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[ Algric just sort of sits back, dazed. ]

And - and how d'you feel about that?

[eyediot]

[WHY DOES EVERYONE KEEP ASKING HIM THAT. Jonah leans back against the headboard, elbows resting on his knees watching Algric carefully.]

I don't know. Caught me off guard.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ He still seems just. Well. Surprised? The anger just doesn't seem to be coming. ]

All right, how does he feel about it?

[eyediot]

[This is a weird line of questioning and he expected some jealousy. But maybe that's a little self centered of him.]

...He asked how I felt about it. And I told him the same thing. [He moves so he can rub at the palm of his scarred hand.] And. That he likes me? I... Also that the two of you had already talked.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Oh, the jealousy will come. It's already starting to flicker at the edges of his expression. ]

We - we did, but hypothetically? I teased him about clearly having a crush on you? I didn't think - I didn't think he'd kiss you.

[eyediot]

He made it sound like you talked more than that.

[So he did right not giving a definitive positive answer. Jona runs a hand through his hair taking a deep breath.]

We've gone through me and him, how do you feel?

[Partly because yes, Algric's feelings matter but also... so he can have some direction.]

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[ God, Jon. He is glad you and Tim are both doing right by this. (And they had talked a little more than that, just...)

He runs a hand down his face. ]

I - jealous, Jon. Profoundly.

[eyediot]

[Stares at him. Thinking.]

Then it's simple.

[Jonah carefully reached one hand to him.]

It's a no from me then.

[Even if there's a part of him that'll wonder about it endlessly.]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ God, that's not right either. He takes in a breath, clinging to Jon's hand. ]

N-no, that's not - that's not the answer I want either.