firstworldproblem | IC Inbox 2 (Imeeji)

Enjoyment at my expense, is it? Well, I suppose I could provide you that.

Does it make it better if I say I'd love the form you take no matter which it is?

And if I turned myself accidently into an unruly, surly teenager, would you still love me?

Were you ever an unruly, surly teenager? I'd love to see that.

I absolutely was. I am a pessimist by nature.

[He thumbs the short hairs on the back of his neck.]

Though I've learned my lesson. And I do spend more time showing appreciation for my loved ones.

I'm having trouble imagining it, but I bet you were still very charming.

[ he's loving the contact, and he's clearly relaxing in it, cuddling up to Emet and maybe letting his eyes fall shut despite his earlier statement ]

But I do guess those things come with age and experience. Understanding that it's important to show appreciation.

I was much easier to fluster back then. You would absolutely destroy me at every turn with your current skills.

[He continues to pet him, glad that he is relaxing as well. He will also close his eyes.]

Are there not things you wish you could say to your siblings that you did not have a chance before? Do try it. I think it will do wonders to easing your heart.

... Well. There are things I still haven't be able to tell them. I am getting better but it is still difficult sometimes.

Take your time, but don't miss your chance. I would not want you to live with regrets.

I need to tell each and every one of them that I love them. With no other words in the middle.

... Next time I see them.

I do believe it will make you feel better.

But for now, rest with me. Such work can be left until tomorrow. What is one more day after all.

All right. But if you do come to my dreams, stay.

... Five.

A few /normal/ nightmares aren’t going to make things worse for me.

And I don’t want you to be alone.

I worry I would drag you into my nightmares. And not the tamer ones.

[ he'll reach over to take his hand ]

And we'll handle those together. It is just nightmares, Hades. As much as I don't want you to experience those again and again, like I said. I don't want you to be alone in there.

[He stares at their joined hands for a moment in deep thought before lacing their fingers.]

Lahabrea asked the same. I could not bear him to witness it as I did. Such a feeling I have for you.

And it warms my heart that you would offer to the depths I cannot express. To have you by my side. To know that you would protect me. It's just ....

... even if it is rare and unlikely to even manifest, this memory, this despair, I wish it to live and die with me.

Hades.

If we are to share everything together that means the good and the bad. Even despair. I understand you don't want anyone else to see. Especially Lahabrea. But you should never have dealt with it alone and you should not deal with it alone now.

I'm here with you. No matter how ugly it'll get.

And if it breaks you, Five Hargreeves? As it did me.

[ he understands the worry, but on the other hand ... ]

It won't. Not when I have you there with me.

I think you overestimate my usefulness in the situation.

[He huffs.]

But in the end, I truly cannot deny you anything. Not even this. And I will feel terribly foolish, yet exceedingly grateful, if I spout all this worry and no bad dreams are to be found this night.

You don't need to do anything useful. I simply need you by my side, and I will take care of you.

[ he'll squeeze his hand again]

But if no bad dreams appear, that's certainly better.

How exceedingly reasonable.

[He squeezes back and lifts his head enough to kiss him softly on the temple.]

Rest then. I will stay with you.

I know it's a little depressing but, well.

I love you so much, I would be ready to witness a thousand worlds ends just for the chance to help you. To be with you.

[He runs the back of his fingers across his cheek completely charmed despite the topic.]

Well I will strive to keep that at a minimum. No more than ten and three reflections. Half already being complete.

[He takes his hand back so he can hold him tightly]

I love you, Five Hargreeves.

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