like that's a surprise?
you want me to beg
aw no please baby text me back what am i supposed to do under the eyes of god? blah blah?
i'll find you later
you want me to beg
aw no please baby text me back what am i supposed to do under the eyes of god? blah blah?
i'll find you later
[Theo's found his way to their bed for recovery and taken some time to do just that - recuperate lost energy, sleep off the stress and curl against his lover up until this moment now where he's still lounging in bed and she's elsewhere. Getting food, kicking ass, feeding the cat- doesn't matter, what does is that he's finally on his phone again and typing:]
hey bb
hey bb
i'm going to ask you a kind of unfair question but
if someone told you not to tell me something, would you keep their confidence?
even when you know it might be important to me to know?
["Are you a better person than me, who wants to tell you right away?" He thinks she would want to know these things. But is it selfish to think she'd tell him if things were reversed? He'd understand if she wanted to keep someone else's secret, too...]
if someone told you not to tell me something, would you keep their confidence?
even when you know it might be important to me to know?
["Are you a better person than me, who wants to tell you right away?" He thinks she would want to know these things. But is it selfish to think she'd tell him if things were reversed? He'd understand if she wanted to keep someone else's secret, too...]
Hey.
[He got up onto his feet when she was still on her way back, pacing a little - putting on a silky robe and wondering again and again if he's doing the right thing. August confided in him and here he is, wanting to tell someone else. Half because he feels she deserves to know and half because this helpless feeling in him of wanted to do something, even about the inevitable. Is it worse to inflict her with that, too? Too late, now.]
He told me not to tell you. And he didn't tell me much. But...
[Helpless feelings, helpless feelings...]
I thought stupidly maybe we could do something.
[He got up onto his feet when she was still on her way back, pacing a little - putting on a silky robe and wondering again and again if he's doing the right thing. August confided in him and here he is, wanting to tell someone else. Half because he feels she deserves to know and half because this helpless feeling in him of wanted to do something, even about the inevitable. Is it worse to inflict her with that, too? Too late, now.]
He told me not to tell you. And he didn't tell me much. But...
[Helpless feelings, helpless feelings...]
I thought stupidly maybe we could do something.
It would be my pleasure! Shall we schedule an afternoon of show and tell?
Tomorrow afternoon perhaps? I can think of few finer ways to while away our hours of leisure.
I do. Nick has introduced me to some of the more modern spirits, though I remain partial to wine.
[ dork ]
[ dork ]
He seems to be in this last hurrah, like he's - waiting for something inevitable. Like he knows his death is coming?
[Because Theo doesn't know what really awaits August. He frowns, tensing up.]
I feel - shitty, sharing what he told me? But he helped me get my mark off and... I don't know if it's that or something else that happened here but I just feel like... nothing's ever as concrete as it seems. If I can think about an ending better than the one I expect, maybe I can wish that for other people too. Maybe I can do something about it.
[Foolish, near arrogant thoughts. He is nothing. Can do nothing. Yet... why does he feel like...]
I should've kept you in the dark about it, but - you read me really well. I can't keep secrets from you.
[Because Theo doesn't know what really awaits August. He frowns, tensing up.]
I feel - shitty, sharing what he told me? But he helped me get my mark off and... I don't know if it's that or something else that happened here but I just feel like... nothing's ever as concrete as it seems. If I can think about an ending better than the one I expect, maybe I can wish that for other people too. Maybe I can do something about it.
[Foolish, near arrogant thoughts. He is nothing. Can do nothing. Yet... why does he feel like...]
I should've kept you in the dark about it, but - you read me really well. I can't keep secrets from you.
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I think he cares about you and knows you're really determined to do anything to keep the people you love alive.
[Case and point, that deal you made with the devil - no, with death? To keep him alive in a hypothetical. He can't fault her for it, though. He's so aware he would do the same in a heartbeat. He just wants her to know that he gets it, wants her to know what he thinks of her too. Too good for this place. Nevermind too good for him, too.]
I've never really been part of an actual coven before. Sort of on the outskirts? Technically a member, but... I feel like he's part of a coven I'm making here, in a way. You are too, it's not just - not just witches. But... a family.
[Case and point, that deal you made with the devil - no, with death? To keep him alive in a hypothetical. He can't fault her for it, though. He's so aware he would do the same in a heartbeat. He just wants her to know that he gets it, wants her to know what he thinks of her too. Too good for this place. Nevermind too good for him, too.]
I've never really been part of an actual coven before. Sort of on the outskirts? Technically a member, but... I feel like he's part of a coven I'm making here, in a way. You are too, it's not just - not just witches. But... a family.
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