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psychokinesia) wrote2025-03-18 12:49 am
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[The sigh he sighs, man. The absolute world-off-his-shoulders-finally exhale. This is why Harnier diagnosed him with an anxiety disorder.
He strays into the room, finds an old wooden chair to plop down in, and tries to read the expression on Add's face.]
What if you hated me for real? Or all of you decided I was weird? [Darling, they have already decided this.] It makes me upset to think that I won't get to see anyone again just because of that. ...haha, the El Lady did tell me that I'm sort of paranoid about useless things, though.
[Sighs.]
I'm being honest because I don't want you to think that I don't want you around, or that I think less of you, or that you lost any importance to me while I've been trapped here. I don't know how else to get your attention. You don't exactly respond to me trying to be reassuring otherwise, you know.
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His face doesn't reveal much, still avoiding Ain's gaze, but the fact that he's calm right now is enough of a good sign. He's not any less upset, but... he can think this through clearly. He's not going to jump out a window trying to escape or whatever if Ain says the wrong thing. Probably. And he already said the most embarrassing part (imagine telling people you care about them, ugh) so the rest is that much easier to tackle.
He folds his arms, closing his eyes as he rests his head against the wall.]
... Words are cheap. Saying "I want you around" doesn't prove anything, anyone can say that without meaning it. [and Ain pouring his heart out is a little bit more than "just words", so. He can accept this as genuine, for once.]
I just... don't like the idea of being stuck here for that long. Getting attached to people... you can't always have everything both ways. Sometimes, you have to choose.
[And if attachments can have individual strengths and values, there should be a calculable answer to that. He's starting to doubt that he and Ain would reach the same solution.]
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What am I gonna say next time you get upset, then? It's not like you let me hug you.
[Add is the one party member in a group of super touch-oriented people who does Not want this.]
I want to go back to when we were cuddling so I can prove my point to you. And since you're less poisoned this time, maybe you'll remember our conversation? Haha.
[No addressing the stuck-here-getting-attached-you-have-to-choose yeah he's got nothin'. If he says "don't worry about that now" or "we'll figure it out" Add will start yelling again, so...]
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It's plainly obvious Ain is trying to change the topic, though. Figures. He clicks his tongue, slightly irritated, but... it's not like he wants to hear the answer. This kind of thing, it's easier to just... not think about it, until it's too late.
Ain is here with him right now. That's the important part.
Back to shoving those thoughts in a corner where he'll never willingly talk about them again,]
Ugh, forget it. You don't have to do anything, stop getting weird ideas. This place is just getting on my nerves, that's all. [this is as close to a real apology as he's gonna get, sorry for yelling i'm not jealous i'm just annoyed at all the people you like more than me]
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(Also yeah FB thinks y'all π³οΈβπ now)]
So you mean you won't ever call me beautiful ever again?
[ :'( ]
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I never said that, stop fucking with me! [DID HE????]
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[Hitting Add with the sad puppy eyes as they speak... He can't believe you forgot that you flirted with him, how could you do thisβ]
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[add,]
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What kind of research involves telling someone they're cute?!
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Ugh, fine. You're no fun. And here I thought you were being so cute...
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[he can't even finish that, he just stutters like he's doing his stupid evil laugh except now he looks like he might start crying...]
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Are you okay, [almost says Mr. Ancient on reflex whoops, course-correcting:] Add?
[Somehow Ain is GENUINELY concerned about this, like where is the sass why do you look like you're about to have a menty b]
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Anyway, it doesn't matter! I'm not responsible for whatever weird shit I say while I'm feverish, it was the poison talking!!
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Ain says none of this and instead decides he's going to get up from the chair, holding his too-long tail up behind his back so he doesn't trip over it. A few steps will bring him closer to Add, but not within arm's reach. Instead, he leans his upper body forward a few inches, arms tucked behind his back.]
You forgot all the parts where I said you were attractive too, huh?
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A-alright, that's enough! Since when are you like this?! [not that the sexual tension is new lbr but since when is Ain so forward about it... is this what having 2-4 boyfriends does to you? terrifying.]
If you keep saying weird shit like that I'm gonna kick your ass!
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You're still no fun! [But okay, fine, he'll let Add have a moment to process all of this, from the clothing to the screaming match to the real-name-calling to the flirting... to his own sins, of course.] Fine, fine. I'll get out of your hair now, but you should still come by the bakery sometime and say hi to me. And if you hate the clothes I made for you, just give them to someone else. I won't be offended.