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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[eyediot]

R-right. All right.

[Jonah watches him, thumbing circles into Algric's hand.

It's going to eat at him.]

I mean, I can just tell him no. Not let you have to share me.

[curriculum_fictae]

I - I know, and I'm glad you're being clear about that.

But. But these relationships are a mess already? I was sharing you before, too.

[eyediot]

[Jonah's thumb finds its way to rubbing at the knuckle of Algric's missing finger.]

You were sharing this timeline's me. Not me. Far as I'm concerned, I'm still only yours unless you want to change that.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Algric's expression just. Melts a little, and the room warms a few degrees. ]

I ... I do like having you all to myself.

[eyediot]

Then if that's what you want, we'll keep it to that.

[curriculum_fictae]

That's - what I want, but it's not all I want. I guess.

[ He sighs softly, leaning against Jonah. ]

I - I think I'm all right with it? I just need a moment to be ferociously jealous.

[eyediot]

[O-oh, leaning. He shifts a little to accommodate, still letting him hold one hand and moves the other around Algric's shoulders.

Gone round with them both, and Jonah still doesn't know how he feels himself.]

You can be ferociously jealous as long as you like.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ That's good. Give him a cuddle, that's a good Jon. ]

You could soothe me by telling me how much you like me.

[eyediot]

[Oh, that's kind of funny. He almost wanted to let Algric keep feeling jealous; it felt nice on his end after thinking about it for five seconds.]

You know... I think if you'd been with me, you would've been my reason. For still.. y'know. Going.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Oh, Jon. That's horrible and romantic. ]

Your reason, huh?

[eyediot]

Yes. The... thing that would've kept me moving. I might've had the motivation to go confront Elias, maybe.

[curriculum_fictae]

... Would you confront him here, then?

[eyediot]

[Quiet, not looking at him. Just watching the others through the wall.]

I'd planned to. At some point.

[curriculum_fictae]

No rush. I like our quiet life here.

[eyediot]

...I do too. [He rests his head against Algric's.]

We'll need time to plan, get whatever we need, get into position. There's plenty of time.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Algric lifts a hand to pet his hair, then. ]

Mm. So I can take a morning to be jealous, and you can spend the afternoon making it up to me?

[eyediot]

...Sure.

And how would you like me to do that?

[curriculum_fictae]

Whisper sweet nothings in my ear? Like - like how I'm an extremely adequate boyfriend who isn't being replaced by Tim?

[eyediot]

Oh, that? I think I wouldn't have walked through hell for someone who's only 'adequate'. Fairly certain he's amazing. Brave. Smart.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ His cheeks burn. ]

Barely.

[eyediot]

[Jonah shifts a little so he can pull Algric to rest more weight on him.]

You stood strong in your convictions, that's incredibly strong and brave to me.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Algric never argues with a cuddle. ]

Yeah, sure, but - if I'd killed Elias, the world wouldn't have ended.

[eyediot]

We don't know that.

[ ...

Wait.

Crap that came out bad.]

E-either way, you're. More than 'adequate'. You're.... [A light sigh, and then all fondness in his tone.] You're great, Martin.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Martin pinks a bit at his name. ]

Yeah, well. Sure don't feel great, I suppose.

[eyediot]

Hey.

[Jonah cups Martin's chin with one hand, turning to look at him. EXCUSE HIM?? SIR??]

You're still the only one I've admitted to how scared I was. Even after everything else.