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jayce "yaoi hand proportions" talis ([personal profile] hexrot) wrote 2025-02-24 10:41 pm (UTC)

[ if any of that wasn't a confession, jayce wasn't talis. he keeps quavering his head slowly, back and forth, his red-stained teeth making a small flash before jayce has to suck in his lower lip, because— his expression is contorting and his tears make new, wet trails over the dirt on his face as they fall. it's funny, how viktor's own heart finally swells for himself. with a little help from jayce. hands return to the arms around him and squeeze, try to pull him in for something tight and remnant of a hug from behind, the best he could give this way, sideways.

his palm finds the other's nape, the inorganic braids of shimmer-fused metal and nestles fis forehead back to him. jayce lets out an objecting click of his tongue, ]


I'll cut you some slack, this time. [ one that follows a snort— a bit of a sob, a bit of a laugh, and his voice an exhausted drawl that has found a starting point in getting through this. it's always been right in front of him. he thought he lost viktor. he nearly gave up. he's so glad he didn't— he's glad viktor didn't either, even if the price they had to pay was . . . big. jayce would pay anything due.

it feels just a bit more possible to accept that he's . . . not right. it would never be easy— jayce feels like the second he finds himself alone he would spiral. but, not right now. he doesn't have to worry about that now. ]


You're . . . Brilliant.

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