[A pause. Just in case you want to ask any of those unasked questions. Not gonna volunteer intimate details uninvited just to make you feel uncomfortable, bro.]
Elijah is...trying to control his hyperalertness, as best he can, although
he has no idea how well he's managing. He at least manages to get his food
and select a table (close to the door, back to the wall) without upset.
If Bucky showed up he'd leave immediately, but he hasn't, so.
Rhys slots in beside Elijah, rather than across from him, wanting to stay shoulder to shoulder.
He keeps up a pretty constant chatter of background noise as well.
"-so after three days he turned into a fox. I think so he didn't have to talk back to me? I just-- annoyed him out of the species." He gives Elijah a gentle nudge, "How about you? How did Jasper deal with the flood?"
It takes Elijah a moment to realise that it's not a rhetorical question.
"...poorly. She didn't appreciate my needs as a biological lifeform, nor
did she care for my susceptibility to concussion while passing through
doorways."
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He's...awful?
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But he's also funny? It was--
[Pause. He has no idea how much of this Elijah actually wants to hear.]
It was funny. Is that... okay?
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It's fine.
[He's still working through how insulted he should be by this revelation of Rhys' appallingly low standards.]
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[If he's going to bang two dudes at the same time he's not going to go looking for a second billionaire robotics expert.
He needs variety.
In the form of a needy perverted trash corpse.]
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Yes. Thank you for affirming that.
Are you planning to make this a...regular arrangement?
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I mean, I want to do it again, but I also want him to make some hygiene changes first.
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That is - something I would recommend, yes.
[how was the sex?? is the gross corpse man better in bed?? ugh he didn't anticipate feeling like this]
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[A pause. Just in case you want to ask any of those unasked questions. Not gonna volunteer intimate details uninvited just to make you feel uncomfortable, bro.]
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[NOPE LET'S JUST REPRESS THIS DISCOMFORT]
Of course.
Thank you for telling me.
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No secrets.
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Of course. Regardless, I...appreciate your candor.
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[The awkwardness melting away into a teasing warmth.]
You wanna get dinner later?
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...Yes. Yes, I'd like that. Seven?
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[Still low key concerned about your PTSD.]
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...
Can I meet you at the cafeteria and decide there?
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[Specifically, he'll be waiting outside, in case Elijah gets here and immediately wants to get away.]
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Elijah feels his gorge rising just as he ascends the staircase, and the familiar self-critical inner voice snapping at him, immediately after.
He takes a breath, passes a hand over his hair and takes the last few steps to meet his...boyfriend?
"Rhys."
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Rhys closes the gap, stepping close enough to link his arm with Elijah's.
"What do you think? You feel like dining in, or shall I grab us takeout?"
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Elijah exhales deeply.
"I reserve the right to change my mind, but with that being said, let's stay."
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"Sure! Of course! Just gimmie the nod if you decide you want out of here..."
He will begin leading into the cafeteria, trying to be subtle about keeping an eye on the other man as they do so.
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Elijah is...trying to control his hyperalertness, as best he can, although he has no idea how well he's managing. He at least manages to get his food and select a table (close to the door, back to the wall) without upset.
If Bucky showed up he'd leave immediately, but he hasn't, so.
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He keeps up a pretty constant chatter of background noise as well.
"-so after three days he turned into a fox. I think so he didn't have to talk back to me? I just-- annoyed him out of the species." He gives Elijah a gentle nudge, "How about you? How did Jasper deal with the flood?"
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It takes Elijah a moment to realise that it's not a rhetorical question.
"...poorly. She didn't appreciate my needs as a biological lifeform, nor did she care for my susceptibility to concussion while passing through doorways."
Rather dry.
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That's the rhetorical question. He stabs at his food a little.
"I mean, it sounds like she wasn't deliberately beating you up this time, at least?"
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"No. I think she appreciated that if she'd killed me again, she would have just had to contend with my body until it was revived."
He flinches slightly at the sound of Rhys' fork striking ceramic, but looks away from it sharply. He can't let things like that bother him.
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