firstworldproblem | IC Inbox 2 (Imeeji)

[ 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.

[ the grip is painful, but through it all it's more welcomed than not. It helps him ground in reality once the memory is finished, and he's still a little unsure if it really did end well, it seems too good to be true ]

If it makes you feel better I doubted myself, so. You're forgiven on that count.

Then how foolish for both of us. You really are a miracle worker.

[He kisses the top of this head and rubs his thumb in circles over the back of his hand softly.]

Tell me your thoughts if you feel they are formed enough.

Well. I'm worried about where the hell, or when, Lila went to. And aside from that it all seems to good to be true.

Me being able to travel back in time and prevent everyone's death, the Handler being gone, the Swed giving up on killing us.

I'm really not used to things going the way I want. Well. Except for when it comes to our relationship I suppose.

Troublesome as she is, she has not the resources to play on the grand scale. Not that I imagine she’d like to as well.

[He kisses the top of his head again.]

After all the nights, the work, the worries, the tears, you deserve this. A respite. For how ever long it lasts.

Congratulations. Take your well earned victory.

[ He could counter by saying he doesn't know how long that will last for, or even if they made it back to their timeline.

But he decides against that and instead shifts to kiss his cheek ]

Thanks. There'll be time to see the rest of it but for now I think just one memory will be enough.

[It is implied. Emet knows, but he wants to believe that his work is over.]

You did get shot. Even without all the rest that would be enough to put the pause on more memories.

Does the pain still linger?

A little, but nothing I'm not used to.

Hmmm.

[He puts a hand at his back and under his knees and lifts him before finding a towel to dry him off.]

I am still going to pamper you anyway. Any requests or shall you leave it to my discretion.

[ there's a little smile at that, and he wraps his arms around his neck, humming at the question ]

I'll leave it to your discretion, you do tend to give me nice surprises. And fortunately my good mood seems to have endured after all.

I might even take a potion.

I see your mind is traveling to a different kind of pampering.

[He gets them both into pajamas before sitting at the edge of the onsen with Five on his lap. For the warmth, the smell, and the atmosphere.]

A miracle. Well, it is hopeful at least. I do wish you the best.

[He cards his fingers through his hair going silent for a moment.

And then he sings for him. It is in Ancient though the reverberations of the language simply add to the melody. A song about tomorrow and the hope it brings.]

Not necessarily. But it does make it a little easier to be the big spoon with you. Though only a little.

[ He's more than fine with letting him take care of it, he's embracing Just Resting. And admittedly the memory of things going well, for once, makes him feel incredibly tired - like he's finally able to just take a break after working hard for so long.

He stays on his lap, arms around him and just enjoying his company. And when Hades begins to sing for him, he listens carefully, keeping his eyes on him - not wanting to miss a moment ]

I see you had a surprise for me in store.

Ah. You simply wish to become more powerful than before. Perhaps the shared room with Vergil is rubbing off on you.

[He continues to pet him. He understands the tired, the weight, how one even forgets how much they are bearing after carrying it for so long.]

Perhaps not as skillful as yours. But I would enjoy trying. It couldn’t hurt to learn a few new skills.

[ once emet stops singing he'll just full on rest his head against his shoulder, letting his eyes fall shut but not really trying to sleep - just focus on how it feels to be close to him ]

You say that as if it weren't already beautiful enough.

Such flattery, and yet it warms my heart each time. I imagine that is why you continue.

[He holds him resting his head against him.]

You look so relieved and content in this moment. Despite the brutality of the memory, I’m glad it can provide some peace of mind.

Like you said. "for however long it lasts". But right not it really feels nice to have been able to do something about it.

It was fortunate that I didn't die immediately, I guess. One more reason to look after myself and ensure I won't go to an early grave. I can actually save everyone else if I do.

At least you have learned that lesson. And you’d best be alive or I will scold you terribly.

[He holds him tightly letting his fingers brush lightly at his sides and hands.]

I am proud of you though. That was no small feat. You already knew how to do it. Consider me amazed.

[ just like always, hearing Emet say he's proud of him leaves him a little overwhelmed. This time though he at least doesn't freeze in place ]

I always did say I perform well under pressure. But it is good to know I was able to use it when I needed it.

You are remarkable. Even in arrogance it does ring true.

[He lifts him bridal style.]

I know lounging in bed is my favorite activity but I do worry I bore you. Perhaps I could bring you works to study.

Right now I'm pretty sure I'd be very satisfied with just looking at you while you rested. But I won't say no to more study material.

Am I rubbing off on you or have you simply been this way?

[He puts him down on the bed.]

Give me a moment to go collect a few items, and I will return.

[He gives his hand a squeeze before making for Baritones.]

Oh you have definitely rubbing off on me. I never considered taking it easy and relaxing before so I'm holding you responsible.

[ but he will wait for him to return then ]

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