He will wait until Essek is done before pulling him over to a bench somewhere in the exhibit so they can both sit down. God. Suddenly, he regrets bringing them to the rat exhibit. ]
... Let's just sit here for a second, okay? Maybe take a deep, couple of breaths.
[Through gritted teeth, but he puts up no resistance going to the bench to just drop down onto it. He puts his face in his hands with his elbows on his knees.
A sigh.]
Stop treating me like a child, or like you think I am about to have a meltdown.
[ It's gently teasing at least, but he will lean back against the wall while Essek is leaned forward with his face in his hands. There's a sort of muted emotion coming from Aventurine, still concerned, but also uncertain. ]
If you were anyone else right now, I'd probably be making a break for it.
[ Again, more teasing, but it's more to fill the silence than anything else. ]
[Here and back home!!!! He just sits this way as a stupid gay wizard drow man does. The crash out is dissipating, but there is still embarrassment hanging around.]
It's almost as if you are reaping the consequences of trying so hard to get me to be friends with you.
[Aventurine deserves this. He doesn't say anything for a long moment, though, even if Aventurine is desperately attempting to not make it awkwardly silent.]
[ Maybe he is reaping what he's sowing, and a part of him feels guilty for it. But he sits in companionable silence with Essek, dropping a hand on his back to pat him steadily through whatever the hell this is. ]
I thought your taste was bad, but I had no idea it was this bad.
[ Hopeless... But there is a glowing warmth present here. ]
Heavens, and you were attacking me only a week before.
[The hand draws feelings out that resemble something like prickling goosebumps. Firmly keeping his head ducked in his palms, thank you.]
Kindly go to hell.
[No heat. His tastes are bad!!! Well, Caleb is only marginally bad, and bad in the sense of being an idiot who sticks his hands in hot bread to keep them warm. Everyone else is bad.
[Jesus, why do I have so many typos tonight everywhere. I must be tired. Also SHUT UP, god. Can't begin to explain the insurmountable guilt Essek would have if this happened to Aventurine. :')
His mood dims ever so slightly, something apprehensive.]
[His mood sours just like a lil raisin. He turns his head away from Aventurine, like, completely away where Aventurine can't see a single part of his face.
The emotions are, unfortunately, shame and regret. He actually does not say anything at all.]
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... If I have to grab your face again to make you look at me, I will, but I have the distinct feeling that you wouldn't want that.
[ THREATENS HIM. ]
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His eyes cut threateningly at Aventurine. The embarrassment turns into sort of like embarrassed fear, a little humiliation.
He does not fully look though.]
I'll bite you.
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Seriously, Essek, what's going on?
[ He will not grab his face but he will place a hand on Essek's arm experimentally? ]
You're acting strange.
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I'm fine, I said. I'm not cursed, so shut up with that.
I hate this week more than the last one. Just carry on. Look at rats, or something. What else
do you want to know about the stupid date with Anders?
Make fun of me for foolishly asking Childe to dinner, or getting flirted with by Jae-ha. Something!
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He will wait until Essek is done before pulling him over to a bench somewhere in the exhibit so they can both sit down. God. Suddenly, he regrets bringing them to the rat exhibit. ]
... Let's just sit here for a second, okay? Maybe take a deep, couple of breaths.
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[Through gritted teeth, but he puts up no resistance going to the bench to just drop down onto it. He puts his face in his hands with his elbows on his knees.
A sigh.]
Stop treating me like a child, or like you think I am about to have a meltdown.
[You've been had a meltdown, sweetheart.]
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[ It's gently teasing at least, but he will lean back against the wall while Essek is leaned forward with his face in his hands. There's a sort of muted emotion coming from Aventurine, still concerned, but also uncertain. ]
If you were anyone else right now, I'd probably be making a break for it.
[ Again, more teasing, but it's more to fill the silence than anything else. ]
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[Here and back home!!!! He just sits this way as a stupid gay wizard drow man does. The crash out is dissipating, but there is still embarrassment hanging around.]
It's almost as if you are reaping the consequences of trying so hard to get me to be friends with you.
[Aventurine deserves this. He doesn't say anything for a long moment, though, even if Aventurine is desperately attempting to not make it awkwardly silent.]
Thank you for not running away.
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I thought your taste was bad, but I had no idea it was this bad.
[ Hopeless... But there is a glowing warmth present here. ]
Heavens, and you were attacking me only a week before.
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Kindly go to hell.
[No heat. His tastes are bad!!! Well, Caleb is only marginally bad, and bad in the sense of being an idiot who sticks his hands in hot bread to keep them warm. Everyone else is bad.
Maybe not Wriothesley. I mean, what?]
You started the attacking.
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Anyway, the patting stops and becomes a playful shove instead. ]
I was defending myself. You put me in a headlock for no reason at all. What are you doing pulling pigtails at your age?
[ AT YOUR BIG AGE ]
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He glares over his shoulder, exasperated.]
You were being annoying, as usual. I simply retaliated.
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[ Laughs a little and grins when Essek looks at him. ]
Done hiding your face?
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[OOOOO. He's about to starting fucking swinging again. His face turns purple once more to match the hot embarrassmenet radiating off him.]
If I had my magic, I would wipe you from existence.
[This icon, but >:( instead of :")]
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Please, like I haven't survived several attempts of the very same thing.
[ One day he's going to die and it's going to stick, but man... He's apparently harder to get rid of than a cockroach. ]
Now that you're acting more like yourself again, want to talk about it?
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His mood dims ever so slightly, something apprehensive.]
...What are we talking about exactly?
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... Well, now I don't want to say.
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Say it.
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I don't know what to call it. Your... crush? Your little crush?
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The emotions are, unfortunately, shame and regret. He actually does not say anything at all.]
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... Sorry. Trying to make light of the situation is sort of a force of habit. I'm about as practiced at this as you are.
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Finally:] You don't have to apologize. [He doesn't say anything else for a long moment.]
You don't have to worry about it.
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Hey, don't do that. Don't clam up on me.
[ Grips Essek's shoulder and gives him a light shake. ]
I want to understand. What happened? What changed?
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I don't have an answer for you. Do you think I know how any of this works? You're the only person here I know as well as I do, you idiot.
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... I do feel like an idiot for not having noticed sooner. [ He pinches the bridge of his nose with his other hand, eyes shutting tight as he sighs quietly. ] I don't know what to tell you without it sounding like a total cliché. Not that I think you're hoping for anything, just...
[ My god, he's terrible at this, and frustration toward himself starts to bleed through their emotionshare. ]
I don't want this to drive a wedge between us or anything.
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