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[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]

[ Algric kisses him back with a smile. ]

Of course I did, Jon.

[eyediot]

Sorry, sorry. I just-- I had a moment that maybe this was a dream and at the moment you'd say 'no' or, or you were just kidding. You know. Normal levels of anxiety when displaced from an apocalyptic future.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Algric's expression softens. ]

Of course, Jon. I - I do need to keep that in mind. Sorry.

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[eyediot]

There's nothing to apologize for, Martin.

[He settles up against him easily now, still half sprawled across him. He'd feel a little guilty if he didn't also know Algric is perfectly capable of shoving him off when he's ready.]

Just... Sometimes I expect to.. To wake up in that house again. Like none of this happened, one long, elaborate ruse to. To, I don't know.

[eyediot]

But.

Every day I... Wake up here. With, with you. And Tim, sometimes. And... It's all right, fo-for the most part.

So you don't have to apologize.

[curriculum_fictae]

Some awful combination of Web and Spiral?

[ He tugs Jonah in closer, leaning his head down against his. ]

I understand. I - I wonder sometimes if I'll just wake up in the Lonely or something. But we're both here, Jon. We're not leaving.

[eyediot]

[Being pulled in like this, Jonah tilts his head to kiss what he can of Algric (his neck apparently) and settle in.]

No, we are not. I don't think Tim would let us by this point if we wanted to.

[curriculum_fictae]

Entirely true. And the universe can't argue with Tim.

[eyediot]

You know? I actually don't think it can.

[He's good. He's fine, he could live in this moment right here for the rest of his unnaturally long life and be perfectly happy, tangled up with Algric and breathing softly against his collarbone.]

Think I could get used to this.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Algric could too. He just ... leans in, contented, occasionally glancing outside at the snow. ]

Same. There's - there's not much better than this.

[eyediot]

No, there isn't. Getting to call you 'husband' will be. But that's... Future.

For now... [He reaches, leaning forward, to get what's left of that mug. He STILL has melted, but now smeared, drips of chocolate on him.]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Algric laughs and passes it over. ]

For now, you just want my hot chocolate. I see.

[eyediot]

That I made.

[A beat.]

But yes. Even if it's mostly chilled now.

[curriculum_fictae]

I could make you a fresh cup?

[eyediot]

You could probably reheat what's left in the pot.

[Jonah.]

[curriculum_fictae]

... Sneaky. You knew that's what this would turn into.

[ He stands slowly. ]

[eyediot]

I actually didn't?

[But he'll move his legs so Algric can get up. He's still caught up and giddy in this feeling. Said 'yes'.]

[curriculum_fictae]

Well. Not the proposal, but definitely the cuddling.

[ He heads for the stairs down. ]

[eyediot]

[He'll smile and watch him go. There's enough in the pot left for two mugs. But the weather is downright perfect for this. And this is an almost perfect evening.

By the time Algric comes back up, Jonah's finishing straighting out sheets and the different duvets for a better cuddle pile, pillows stacked up against the headboard.]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Algric returns with two mugs then, one for himself and one for Jonah. He gladly settles into the new cuddle pile and hands over the mug. ]

Even better.

[eyediot]

Thought you might appreciate it.

[Mm. Hot chocolate.]

So... Obviously small ceremony.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Are they planning their wedding already? Of course they are. Algric is instantly charmed. ]

Right, of course. It's not like either of us have family here? Other than. Ah.

His mother, of course.

[eyediot]

...Right. His... mother.

[And ostensibly Tim's parents. Once again, that prick having the only decently functioning family of the five of them.

Anyway this is...Jonah wrapped up in his own happiness for once in his life.]

I-it'd be polite to send it. Doesn't mean she'd come.

[curriculum_fictae]

I'd really rather not send it at all.

[ He doesn't want to risk it, okay. ]

[eyediot]

Fine by me. I was hoping that was an option.