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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[curriculum_fictae]

That's a plan.

[eyediot]

[A beat.

And then he laughs.]

I-i guess we have one of those, then.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Algric laughs a little too. ]

S-see? There we go then.

[eyediot]

We'll see how our planning skills work, then. Test them out before we plan for Elias.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ God. Elias. Algric drags in a breath. ]

Yes, it. It is better to practice, I suppose.

[eyediot]

[Oh. There's something there, isn't there? Something hidden, that Algric doesn't want him to know. Or maybe it's just the nervousness of thinking about that confrontation that changed the intonation.

Jonah thumbs along his cheek, just... Adoring. Does not even care right now that this is the most undressed he's been with anyone in years. There's no self consciousness here, for once.]

We'll figure it out. He kept us all separated the first time around for a reason, I think.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Strange, isn't it? But the moment passes. He leans into Jon's touch with a shy smile. ]

R-right, I think so too. Can't cope with us working together, yeah?

[eyediot]

Definitely couldn't handle it. He can only focus on one thing at a time, so multiple of us working at once? He can't.

[curriculum_fictae]

And here I thought he could multeyetask.

[eyediot]

[He knows that was a pun.]

I cannot believe.

...Though we are technically in Tim's bed, so I suppose it was bound to happen, but still.

[curriculum_fictae]

He is contagious, isn't he?

[eyediot]

He is and I hate it.

[curriculum_fictae]

Ah, too bad. We are entirely stuck with him.

[eyediot]

For better or worse.

[Though from his tone, it's clear he means 'better'. He never thought he'd ever get to repair his relationship with Tim, let alone... Be like this.]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Oh yes. Algric can hear that. He smiles softly, settling in closer. ]

It's so good to have him alive again.

[eyediot]

...It really is. [Jonah easily makes room for Algric scooting in closer, letting legs tangle together so it's easier. Of course, he knows Tim will have to figure out his own food at some point. The Desolation... isn't pretty about it. He may have to make some calls he doesn't want to.]

You should rest.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ This is all Algric has ever wanted. Not sex, no, not even after tonight. Just ... intimacy. Like this, where he can't entirely tell where he stops and Jonah begins. This is perfect. He wishes he could stay like this forever. ]

If - if I fall asleep, then can we do this in the morning too? Just - hold each other like this.

[eyediot]

[It's such an honest, sweet request. Jonah moves just to tuck his head under Algric's chin and settles there.]

Of course, Martin.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Even better. Algric reluctantly lets his eyes close. ]

Good. Because - because this is wonderful, Jon. I hate to fall asleep and lose it.

[eyediot]

You won't. It'll be here still when you wake up.

[Even if Jonah is finally, really, truly asleep when Algric wakes up in a few hours.]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ He nods against Jonah. ]

All right. I'm - I'm holding you to that.

[eyediot]

And I suppose you're also just holding me.

[It's a silly joke, but it's easy to settle into him like this. And it's good. Sure, it's two, maybe three in the morning now that they're finally winding down for the night for good. But for all that he felt ashamed of doing that to Algric's ex, it was... refreshing. Knowing that Algric wouldn't judge him for doing those sorts of things too badly. Having these tough conversations and working it out.

He dreams, of course. It's the first truly real sleep Jonah's had since he got here weeks ago. So many of the doors of dreams he had open before are closed now. A different timeline, cut off from statements that he, personally, didn't receive here.

Morning comes and goes, Tim comes in to get some clothes and takes stock of them before leaving. About mid-morning Jonah shifts, having turned so his back was to Algric in his sleep and little spooned the whole night. One leg stretches and it's sore - like the initial feelings of a charlie horse. But the sharper pain gets him awake proper.

Crap. He can't. Get up to stretch it without waking Algric...]

Martin?

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Algric sleeps deeply as well. His own nightmares stay distant tonight; Jonah's presence is a balm on that front, keeping the Eye from devouring his dreams. Or maybe it's the Lonely? He did just feed himself, after all ...

Whatever the cause, he curls in close to Jon, utterly reposed. Head tucked down against him, breathing quietly ... at least until Jon calls his name. Then he stirs muzzily, blinking at Jon through the soft curtain of copper curls. ]

Mm...?

[eyediot]

[Jonah hates waking him up. Really, if his leg didn't hurt so much he'd tell him nevermind and go right back to sleep.]

Sorry, I- I need to... Move. G-get up and stretch a few minutes.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ That gets him to wake up. He jolts a bit, loosening his grip. ]

O-oh, sure. Sorry. I suppose it is morning, then ...