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[eyediot]

we live here

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[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.

[eyediot]

[He's quiet - somehow, hands through his hair is always the gentlest motion that puts him at ease.]

...You know, I never did think of it like that. Not once.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ He keeps going, then, his fingers utterly gentle. ]

R - really?

[eyediot]

Yes. I-i thought of it more like. ...Rather like brothers? It's just... I got to know you outside of work first.

[curriculum_fictae]

Brothers, eh.

[ He laughs softly. ]

I mean, that is how we think of ourselves now.

[eyediot]

Exactly, yes.

I just. I love you both, but I... fell in love with you first. Is all.

[curriculum_fictae]

... Me first.

[ Oh. Oh what a thought that is. He takes in a sharp little breath at the thought. Did he know that before? Maybe? ]

[eyediot]

Yes. You first.

[Since they aren't exactly going anywhere, Jon sort of leans into him, shifting his weight. This is.. nice. Hearing him breathe, his heartbeat.]

So. So don't think of it like that. All right?