[He straightened up with some effort, only to end up curling against Jayce's side--a terrible idea in Viktor's own opinion, but something he badly needed right now.]
Maybe not. [Now that Viktor is closer, Jayce can wrap around him properly. There's a temptation to pull him into his lap, but he'd rather let Viktor make that decision for himself.]
But we can handle it. We can take things as they come.
[Viktor didn't say anything for a long moment, instead choosing to hide his face against Jayce's shoulder and wrap both arms around him like this was all he had left.]
You do not...have to do this. It's difficult, I'm difficult, there is no reason to trouble yourself so much.
Well then isn't it a good thing that I love a challenge? [He shifts the position of his arms a little, one staying around his waist and the other settling against his back so he can gently cradle the back of Viktor's head. Fingers toying aimlessly with the soft strands of hair at the nape of his neck.]
I'm afraid you're stuck with me. Besides. [He nuzzles into the soft strands of Viktor's hair, smelling the light herbal scent of his shampoo.] Even if you got rid of me, you'd never be able to get rid of my mom. I think she likes you better.
You're right, it's rude of me to bring up how charming you are at a time like this. [It feels... easy. Holding Viktor like this. This closeness that he craves so badly finally being at least in part satisfied. Though he does suspect he might not feel fully close enough to Viktor without somehow fitting himself inside his chest cavity.
[Viktor went quiet for a moment after that, tension in his body slowly starting to leave it as he relaxed little by little. Nothing was really any better, but...it was easier to carry right now, if nothing else.]
Well since you asked nicely. [Jayce rolls his eyes a little, but rearranges blankets in order to be able to lie down in Viktor's nest with him, wrapping around him again.]
[Jayce's chin rests against the top of Viktor's head, arms protectively around him. The fingertips of one hand trace circles and swirls over his back, soothingly.] It's true, I am pretty verbose. Actions speak louder than words, hm?
Yeah? [He cradles Viktor like he's precious. Not quite like he's fragile, but like he might melt away if Jayce doesn't hold him as close and as tight as he can]
[Viktor answered in little more than a soft sound in the affirmative, pressing a little closer with a slow release of tension through his back and shoulders.]
I don't know about too kind. I don't think it's possible to be too kind. But I'm happy to be kind to you. I care about you, Viktor. Of course I'd be kind.
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I do not think there is any fixing it.
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But we can handle it. We can take things as they come.
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[Viktor didn't say anything for a long moment, instead choosing to hide his face against Jayce's shoulder and wrap both arms around him like this was all he had left.]
You do not...have to do this. It's difficult, I'm difficult, there is no reason to trouble yourself so much.
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It's not difficult for me. Not if it's you.
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I really...can not talk you out of this, can I?
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[he's wrong, but he thinks it.]
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[admittedly, it did seem to make him feel a little better, emotionally if not physically.]
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But those are thoughts for later.]
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[Viktor went quiet for a moment after that, tension in his body slowly starting to leave it as he relaxed little by little. Nothing was really any better, but...it was easier to carry right now, if nothing else.]
Sorry...really shouldn't fall asleep on you.
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[Too tired to be argued with or really think about the potential consequences, Viktor muttered that in what sounded like defeated exasperation.]
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Like this?
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[Curling against him with less hesitation now, the corner of Viktor's mouth twitched into a nearly imperceptible smile.]
Even my patience only lasts so long.
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...you're warm.
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...too kind to me. Always have been.
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[Murmured against his shoulder:]
Miluju tě, you are so much better than I deserve.