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that one time travel psl

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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And I. I don't blame you, I suppose.

[ He sighs, rubbing at the back of his neck. ]

[Jon exhales hard, resting his chin on Algric and watching him.]

But I can promise I won't look into any of your heads - the other us, or you, or Tim.

All right. Just - please don't? If I think you're watching me all the time ...

I-i know. I understand.

[If nothing else? He sounds genuine about it.]

... Thank you, Jon.

[ He leans over to kiss the top of his head. ]

Can I make you some tea?

[He really isn't thirsty. But he smiles.]

Sure. I'd love some of your tea.

Good. Because - I think I'd like to make some. A-and I need a shower, so ...

Right. O-of course.

[Well, he'll scramble off him to give Algric space to move but. He's still watching carefully. Like Algric might make himself vanish any second.]

[ None of that. He's just, well. Considering whether to do tea or shower first ... and settling on shower. He heads for the dresser with his still rather pathetic set of clothes and pulls out a truly ugly Christmas jumper. ]

Mm, I'll freshen up first. Then tea, and - and maybe I'll make breakfast for everyone.

All right. I can go get things ready?

[Trying to be useful. Even though seeing Algric grab that jumper has him realize he's been. In nothing but his briefs. This whole time. Oh no. What lack of self consciousness he had last night is back with a vengeance. ]

[ SURE HAS. And Algric, meanwhile, has been fully bundled up, as he always is. Has Jon even seen him in his underwear? He's always had a shirt on, it seems ... ]

Oh, thank you. That would be lovely.

[ And even now he scoops up his clothing to undress in the bathroom. ]

[And Jonah still won't see him that far now. He just promised he wouldn't breach his privacy, he's not about to get nosy. Nope, instead he grabs some of his clothes to put on and goes to do just what he said.]

[ Good Jon. Algric showers, then, and emerges nice and clean in the hideous jumper. Cheered by the ritual. He comes out to see what Jonah's done so far. ]

[Yeah, Jonah actually doesn't know what Algric wants set up? True to his word, he's not taking even a hint of a peek. So for now he's got the usual English spread - sausage, eggs, potatoes - out on the counter. The only things he's allowing himself to Know are where things are because what the fuck Tim. Once he gets going he sort of understands the set up but still.

He doesn't notice Algric coming in behind him, he's just staring at one package of tea considering.]

[ Oh, that's too cute. He can't resist coming up behind Jonah and wrapping him in a hug, smelling faintly of soap and water. ]

Picked out the right one?

[He jolts a little but the second he hears Algric's voice he calms instantly.]

I-i don't know? I'm. Not as well versed as you are. [Play to Algric's strengths, right?]