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]

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.

[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.