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.]

Comments

[eyediot]

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

[curriculum_fictae]

Of course it is. If - if she were to show up at our wedding, I. I don't know what I'd do.

[eyediot]

Prrrrobably be having to stop me.

[Ahem.]

Anyway.

[Siiip.]

Short term, for now. What kind of metal do you like?

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Algric really has to think about that. ]

Er - well - I'm not picky? But ... maybe rose gold?

[eyediot]

Hm.

[He rolls that around.]

Can't say I can recall seeing a rose gold wedding band. Could be really nice.

[curriculum_fictae]

Goes - goes with my hair, right?

[eyediot]

And your freckles.

[curriculum_fictae]

And my freckles, yes.

[eyediot]

The most coordinated man I know.

[He leans for another quick kiss.]

[curriculum_fictae]

That's not usually --

[ Okay yes, more kisses. ]

[eyediot]

[GRINS.]

Rose gold then.

[curriculum_fictae]

Thank you, Jon.

[eyediot]

...F-for what?

[curriculum_fictae]

Everything? All of it? A-agreeing to - to marry me?

[eyediot]

...I should be thanking you for that. You're the one who said 'yes'.

[curriculum_fictae]

Yes, but you asked.

[eyediot]

[Jonah chuckles at that, pressing his face against Algric's neck.]

We'll keep going in circles like that.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Algric tugs him in closer. ]

For the rest of our lives? You promise?

[eyediot]

[Being pulled in like that, he ends up sort of straddling his lap. It's fine. He's fine.]

As much as I can promise something like that.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Look. Look. That might have been intentional. ]

Good enough then.

[eyediot]

[Jonah settles easily right there on his lap, smiling happily up at him. He feels punchdrunk right now, in this.]

I'm glad you think so. Because I have a lot of other promises I want to keep and new promises I want to make.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Fortunately Algric has plenty of lap. And nice big arms to cuddle Jon with. ]

Yeah? Like what?

[eyediot]

Like protecting you. Making you happy, taking care of you.

[curriculum_fictae]

You already make me very happy, Jon.

[eyediot]

Mm... I could always improve.

[Excuse him while he leans up for one soft kiss.]