firstworldproblem | IC Inbox 2 (Imeeji)

Is that your goal? To provide me with a functioning back. I daresay it has gotten better in the past few months.

[His cheeks turn slightly pink even though it is hard to see in the light. From the gesture and just the intimacy of these moments.]

Pamper me if such is your whim. I will hardly say no to it or to you.

[ he always enjoys seeing him blush. Not just because he's cute when he gets embarrassed, but also because it feels nice to be able to get that reaction out of him, to make him feel appreciated. ]

Good. Maybe by the time we're gone from here you'll start having a better posture. Turn around then.

[He just shakes his head and complies.]

I will be shorter. When I am able. I do hope you are prepared to carry me.

Oh I will absolutely carry you. I can hardly wait.

[ he brings his hands to his shoulder to start massaging him, but leans in to kiss between his shoulder and neck first ]

[He makes a soft sound at the kiss, and well, the rest.]

I do need to get you to walk on my back again.

Have I praised you for how attentive you are? I should if I have been lack at it.

Have I been more attentive than usual? If anything I feel I'm not paying enough attention to you.

Perhaps not more, but certainly not less. I wonder if it feels that way since I am aligning my sleep schedule more with Lahabrea.

But I assure you, you are always attentive and if I truly needed you, I know how to get your attention.

I trust you to come to me if you need.

[ he'll place another kiss to his cheek this time, keeping with the massage, trying to work any potential knots out ]

But well, if it were up to me I'd want to find a thousand more ways to show you how much I love you. Not that I doubt you feel loved, but still.

[At this point getting a new back would probably be better. Though he keeps making appreciative noises.]

We are both so similar. I would give you the same reassurances. The same thousand gestures.

But you do more than you know. And I love you deeply for it. Enough that Lahabrea does tease me for how smitten I’ve become.

[ he just laughs at that, so charmed ]

Does he now? I assure you he teases me just as much.

He hasn’t had the chance to be a proud mentor in quite some time. ‘Tis no surprise it would make him smile and feel more alive. And I suppose we can entertain the old man.

I have you and Vergil to thank for helping open up his heart as it has been closed off for so long.

We helped him open up to people, well. Not you. But you've certainly pushed him toward that yourself. Gently, of course. But still.

I do find it touching, you know. How much you care for one another.

How could I not after all we’ve been through? And I do dearly hope if he has more people ready to catch him, we will be able to help him should he falter.

The same goes for you, of course. I would have you well taken care of. Though more for when I am too tired or desire a nap.

Well. Good thing lately I've been just as lazy and you are, and inclined to rest with you.

Have you been truly? You’ve been with your family and making friends, two tasks that as your matchmaking profile would say are out of your comfort zone.

I couldn’t pick yours out because you are hardly that way with me.

Well you've had your fill with the way I generally am with most people. And have earned the way I am with you.

[ he's going to stop massaging him in favor of wrapping his arms around him, resting his forehead against his shoulder and then just kissing his back, gently ]

I don't need a game to tell us we're a good match. And I can take you on dates any time.

Am I? I do enjoy it when you are surly as well.

[He lifts both hands, one to rest on top of his and one to rest as his elbow.]

I do not take the game seriously either, but I do wonder. I am one of the few privileged to see the real Five Hargreeves. Or is it simply that hardly anyone else bothers to look.

Well. Maybe it's a little bit of both, it does take a very difficult balance of insistence to get there.

[He takes a hand and kisses it.]

In any case I am rather privilege.

I am beyond relaxed, but is there aught you need before taking that memory?

Aside from reaching for my phone and your arms around me no, I'm set.

[ and he does move away enough to go get his phone from his pile of discarded clothes, but goes back to Emet immediately ]

[He wraps his arms around him again when he returns with one hand finding his, threading fingers together.]

Imagine if the memory was simply you find the best coffee of your life.

I know you fear more memories within the apocalypse, but is there something more.

[ there is a pause at the question and he shakes his head ]

No, just ... well. My memories do tend to be mostly bad. Maybe I had to see my siblings die again. Maybe I get confirmation we did die. Or maybe it really will be just enjoying a cup of coffee but statistically speaking the odds are against me.

You will weather it. I will be here with you.

Your tale is one of hope. Of love. And, well, oddities.

[He squeezes his hand.]

Thank you for inviting me. My heart does swell when I can be of assistance.

Now whenever you are ready.

[He rests his chin on his shoulder.]

[ He squeezes his hand back and nods, and then buys the memory on his phone. I'm too tired to do the proper writeup but it's going to be the part after the Handler shot everyone at the end of s2, with her confronting Five and looking like she's about to shoot him before Five activates his powers to go back in time a few seconds - and then successfully stops her from killing everyone. And then the last bit with the swed killing her but letting them go and just going on his merry way.

Once that's done, Five just looks incredibly surprised ]

—Holy shit.

[At the moment when the Hargreeve siblings get shot, his grip on his hand tightens almost painfully so. He also gets deadly quiet.

Though luckily Five and his siblings have it handled, well, mostly Five as the rest of the scene plays out.

It isn’t until he swears that the painful grip on his hand loosens finally becoming aware of it.]

Well, I never should have doubted you.

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