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[eyediot]

we live here

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[curriculum_fictae]

[ Meanwhile, Algric watched that gesture with mounting horror. Did he just move Jon’s hand? It looks just like it, with enough plausible deniability for him not to be sure.

God he hates the Web. It’s unfair that adorable spiders are lumped in under it. ]

I - I think I’ve got it now. Yes.

[eyediot]

[Likewise, when Jon moves his hand, the string goes taught in Algric's hold.]

All right, I... Am not entirely sure what to do here. [He's lsughing gently, more at odds with not being able to see the mixer.]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Algric freezes at that. Feeling the string go taut.

Shit, this really is Web, isn't it? What does that even mean? ]

N-no, sorry. I'm getting distracted. Why don't we continue on?

[eyediot]

... Are you really sure you're all right?

[Even if it is Web, he does sound genuinely concerned here.]

[curriculum_fictae]

Truly, Jon. Not a thing wrong with me.

[ He leaned down to press a kiss to Jon's head. ]

[eyediot]

[Jon stills at that, slowly breathing out some relief. He isn't sure why but... the tension between them eases a bit, unsure of where it came from.]

All right. I just... I worry.

[curriculum_fictae]

I know, Jon. And I do hate to worry you, but I also love it a little.

[eyediot]

I've only been worried about you since you arrived here, you know.

But maybe I should limit how often I tell you.

[All in jest, if how he squeezes Algric's hand is anything to go by.]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Algric laughs a little at that. ]

That would be rude, Jon.

[eyediot]

All right, all right. I will continue to tell you all about how you make me worry.

[curriculum_fictae]

Perfect. Now then - let's get on with cooking.

[ He'll help guide Jon through the rest of it. Mixing etc. ]

[eyediot]

Yes, let's. Get on.

[Jon moves with the instruction, with minimal fuss and only a few (easily fixed) mistakes. Only some questions about where things are but otherwise, Jon doesn't make any problems here.]

So... That's it then?

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Not bad at all! And honestly better than Martin had anticipated. He gets them into the oven and ... ]

That's it. Not that complicated.

[eyediot]

I think it'll only be so when I have to get everything and measure myself.

[He feels the heat from the open oven door and... steps back a couple steps.]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Algric freezes again at that. Bites his lip as he winces. ]

Too hot?

[eyediot]

Guess I didn't realize how close I was standing.

[curriculum_fictae]

N-no; I guess not. Let’s go back to the living room?

[eyediot]

Right. Just an ear out for the timer and all.

[He smiles gently, holding a hand out - partly aiting for Algric to take it and partly just... feeling out where he is.]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Algric ... watched him feel for a moment. His stomach churning.

But only for a moment, and then his fingers met Jon's. ]

Shall we go back into the other room for a bit?

[eyediot]

[There's visible relief when the hands make contact. Algric's still there, he didn't just leave. Okay.]

Yes, let's. Thank you for this, Algric.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Still here, Jon. He tugs Jon back towards the couch, gently. Quiet a moment, but still very present. ]

Of course. I -

[ He swallows rather thickly. ]

I love you. You know that, right?

[eyediot]

...I love you too, Algric.

[Something feels... Off. Can't put a finger on why. Jon sort of hates not being able to just Know anymore.]

Is something wrong?

[curriculum_fictae]

I ...

[ He tugged Jon a little closer, into a hug. ]

I just worry, you know? It's probably nothing. And - well, with everything going on, I know I've been around less.

[eyediot]

[He moves with it, one arm hesitant around Algric before settling easier.]

It's all right. You've got the Institute, and - And Jonah and all. It's enough to keep anyone busy. Besides, Martin's been helping a lot.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ He holds Jon close, then, running his fingers through Jon's hair. ]

I'm so glad you have Martin. I always felt bad, you know? Coming in and - and taking over his place in your life.