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[SOMETIMES THAT HAPPENS.......
But true enough, in his lucidity, Lucas chooses Scien over and over. He slips into his violence and anger, he sometimes turns his back or runs away, but in the end, he always allows himself to be coaxed into returning, or returning on his own. Even if it sometimes ends in violence. Even if he can't always control the worst and most rotten parts of himself, and Scien is the one who has to deal with it.
There's a flood of something so melancholic but also so tenderly warm when he hears that answer, as obvious as it may be - because obvious isn't always obvious to Lucas. To be sought after even with all the damage he's capable of and has already brought about is a horrible weight and a precious gift. He lets himself be held close, scoots in closer still, too selfish as ever. He doesn't answer in word, though his thoughts provide a simple:
If it's you, I'll always be found.
Time and time again, for better or for worse. He closes his eyes after that, allowing himself to be soothed into a guilty, light slumber by the gentle rhythm of Scien's memory bank beating away - the very thing he'd been taught to take, left safe from his destructive hands for now.]
But true enough, in his lucidity, Lucas chooses Scien over and over. He slips into his violence and anger, he sometimes turns his back or runs away, but in the end, he always allows himself to be coaxed into returning, or returning on his own. Even if it sometimes ends in violence. Even if he can't always control the worst and most rotten parts of himself, and Scien is the one who has to deal with it.
There's a flood of something so melancholic but also so tenderly warm when he hears that answer, as obvious as it may be - because obvious isn't always obvious to Lucas. To be sought after even with all the damage he's capable of and has already brought about is a horrible weight and a precious gift. He lets himself be held close, scoots in closer still, too selfish as ever. He doesn't answer in word, though his thoughts provide a simple:
If it's you, I'll always be found.
Time and time again, for better or for worse. He closes his eyes after that, allowing himself to be soothed into a guilty, light slumber by the gentle rhythm of Scien's memory bank beating away - the very thing he'd been taught to take, left safe from his destructive hands for now.]
[Scien's been like this from the start, but it's still so strange to him as an existence who's used to giving things to those around him, whether due to his own fussy nature or due to coercion. For nothing to be expected of him at all, beyond his presence.]
I want to do more for you... [A soft, almost petulant murmur, even though his stupid ass can't do much right now regardless. At the very least, staying near is no difficult task. He can feel the pressure of touch against his thumb and correctly assumes it's a kiss, and there's a flutter of something fond in the mix of his emotions.]
Just keep me with you, then. I won't wander off and get into any trouble that way.
[MURDERED BY PYRAMID HEAD A SECOND TIME BECAUSE HE STILL DOESN'T SEE IT COMING. But he doesn't even joke about it because the depth of that weight is something he can feel so clearly, and it's still quite overwhelming. Very strange, being forced to second-hand mourn yourself when you aren't even dead anymore. But it does speak a great deal to him. What exactly is being said is something Lucas will have to pick apart later, when he's not quite so disoriented from his own death and revival and from Scien's intensity.
As for the rest...]
...Let's learn together, then. I'd like to find a future like that... One where we can uncover new experiences. Where we can smile under the blue sky with Nadia. I'd like to see what big things await, and enjoy small, normal things. Like visiting a patisserie, and I can be certain that you both eat something filling and nutritious.
[Exactly what he's wanted all these years. A quiet, peaceful life, even if peace and quiet are always ephemeral in the same way that joys and sorrows are.]
I want to do more for you... [A soft, almost petulant murmur, even though his stupid ass can't do much right now regardless. At the very least, staying near is no difficult task. He can feel the pressure of touch against his thumb and correctly assumes it's a kiss, and there's a flutter of something fond in the mix of his emotions.]
Just keep me with you, then. I won't wander off and get into any trouble that way.
[MURDERED BY PYRAMID HEAD A SECOND TIME BECAUSE HE STILL DOESN'T SEE IT COMING. But he doesn't even joke about it because the depth of that weight is something he can feel so clearly, and it's still quite overwhelming. Very strange, being forced to second-hand mourn yourself when you aren't even dead anymore. But it does speak a great deal to him. What exactly is being said is something Lucas will have to pick apart later, when he's not quite so disoriented from his own death and revival and from Scien's intensity.
As for the rest...]
...Let's learn together, then. I'd like to find a future like that... One where we can uncover new experiences. Where we can smile under the blue sky with Nadia. I'd like to see what big things await, and enjoy small, normal things. Like visiting a patisserie, and I can be certain that you both eat something filling and nutritious.
[Exactly what he's wanted all these years. A quiet, peaceful life, even if peace and quiet are always ephemeral in the same way that joys and sorrows are.]
[ scien can say a million times that lucas doesn't need to do anything for him, and is fairly certain that it would only lead to their silly, fussy back and forth. so he doesn't say that, instead taking a moment to turn his face and nose into lucas's palm, pressing more into the touch of his hand. less for the purpose of hiding away, and more to just enjoy his presence so close. ]
I won't let you go. Mind your balance, I'm lifting you.
[ is all he'll say instead, and then go to pick lucas right up off his feet. it's more efficient than guiding around his blind dog, but also ironic. if scien thought he was emotionally disturbed all those days ago, then today is so much worse and having lucas in his arms does bring a small burst of affection and comfort in his chest, starting to push against the heavy weight of his mourning.
he'll start to walk, aiming to bring them back to the apartments. but he also basks in the future that lucas starts to paint for them, and—there is something so gently ironic about it, because to scien these experiences aren't... well, new. he's seen that blue sky with nadia and lucas. they've gone to a patisserie. lucas has fussed over him before.
and that was before love was ever part of the equation.
some amusement hits his emotions, untraceable in its origin, and he presses a kiss to lucas's forehead. ]
Then it'll be yours. Anything you want of me, I'll grant it. We'll have so many mundane, peaceful days that it will stop feeling like a grand dream all its own. Then you'll only have to get greedier, and your desires even bigger.
I won't let you go. Mind your balance, I'm lifting you.
[ is all he'll say instead, and then go to pick lucas right up off his feet. it's more efficient than guiding around his blind dog, but also ironic. if scien thought he was emotionally disturbed all those days ago, then today is so much worse and having lucas in his arms does bring a small burst of affection and comfort in his chest, starting to push against the heavy weight of his mourning.
he'll start to walk, aiming to bring them back to the apartments. but he also basks in the future that lucas starts to paint for them, and—there is something so gently ironic about it, because to scien these experiences aren't... well, new. he's seen that blue sky with nadia and lucas. they've gone to a patisserie. lucas has fussed over him before.
and that was before love was ever part of the equation.
some amusement hits his emotions, untraceable in its origin, and he presses a kiss to lucas's forehead. ]
Then it'll be yours. Anything you want of me, I'll grant it. We'll have so many mundane, peaceful days that it will stop feeling like a grand dream all its own. Then you'll only have to get greedier, and your desires even bigger.
[He's getting so used to Scien picking him up lately that he truly just makes all the adjustments needed to expedite how fast he can be scooped automatically. And once he's settled in Scien's arms, still only able to tell through sensations of pressure, he'll allow himself to lean into him, resting his head against his shoulder. Feeling the small burst of comfort ignites something quietly pleased in him in return. His brainworms are currently mostly postmortem dormant, which means he gets to just experience this desire to fuss over Scien relatively unimpeded. Absolutely stupid.
BUT AWAY THEY GO to the apartments as Lucas describes a future he basically already has as Scien probably realizes that his other dog is also gently enamored. He turns his face toward the sensation, and there's a warmth to his smile that somehow feels easier to display in this moment than before.]
I'm already far too greedy a person as things are, Scien... I can't keep asking for more. [HE CAN AND HE WILL THOUGH.] ...I'll try not to want for more than that, when the time comes that I can have it.
BUT AWAY THEY GO to the apartments as Lucas describes a future he basically already has as Scien probably realizes that his other dog is also gently enamored. He turns his face toward the sensation, and there's a warmth to his smile that somehow feels easier to display in this moment than before.]
I'm already far too greedy a person as things are, Scien... I can't keep asking for more. [HE CAN AND HE WILL THOUGH.] ...I'll try not to want for more than that, when the time comes that I can have it.
[ lucas's smile is so warm that scien wants to capture the feeling. he does so by pressing their lips together, chasing after even the faintest imprint of that sweetness.
it's funny, given the state that he found lucas in. suffering through detox, falling apart at the seams, wary and shaking and feral. even in the moments when lucas smiled, while some parts were certainly genuine, scien knew that plenty of those times were just a mask being sealed into place. this... feels different. ]
Hope looks good on you.
[ softly, just a tender little observation. it's not as though scien's shaken off his own sadness and upset over lucas's death but... it's easier to be soothed. like this. to see a lucas that wants to live... somehow, wants to live with him, even. ]
I'm telling you to want more, darling fool. What do people seek when dreaming up their future with their lover? When would we wed? [ when, not if. ] Do you still seek children, alongside the ones you teach? How many cats are we adopting?
Let your greed run away with you.
it's funny, given the state that he found lucas in. suffering through detox, falling apart at the seams, wary and shaking and feral. even in the moments when lucas smiled, while some parts were certainly genuine, scien knew that plenty of those times were just a mask being sealed into place. this... feels different. ]
Hope looks good on you.
[ softly, just a tender little observation. it's not as though scien's shaken off his own sadness and upset over lucas's death but... it's easier to be soothed. like this. to see a lucas that wants to live... somehow, wants to live with him, even. ]
I'm telling you to want more, darling fool. What do people seek when dreaming up their future with their lover? When would we wed? [ when, not if. ] Do you still seek children, alongside the ones you teach? How many cats are we adopting?
Let your greed run away with you.
[There's a little blip of surprise since he can't see the kiss coming, but he feels so warm and tender and open in this moment that all it makes him want to do is chase after Scien's mouth. He doesn't, because that would be disastrous given his current state, but it's a flicker of desire that thrums through him.
Truly hilarious, though. The Lucas of two months ago could hardly be called the same Lucas that's sitting here comfortably in Scien's arms, discussing a future together without falling to the impulse of hatred and malice. It's still tangled up within him, it's still something he'll need therapy to break away from, and it's still a threat to the man carrying him, but progress isn't nonexistent. Lucas has been able to see that a version of himself exists separately from his own violence. It's like slamming a hatchet into firewood. The first few hacks are difficult, but getting those through is the hardest and most important part.
There's a roll of something soft over Scien's first statement, and perhaps a little bashful. But the rest is met first with a startled feeling, and then something a touch complex. SCIEN REALLY ISN'T CASUAL AT ALL...
Considering he just murdered this man two days ago in a fit of insanity, it's hard for him to face the wild notion of such a domestic future. It stirs the guilt that's been with him strongly for weeks and weeks, and leaves him tucking his face away against Scien as if that could hide the fact that hearing this almost frightens him a little. Partially because they're not notions he finds himself reeling away from, even if he finds it hard to ask for more than just a few smiles thrown his way, or the normalcy of a lunch at the bakery. Or maybe... it's too easy to ask for more, and that's the problem?]
...That would be allowing my greed a little too much freedom, I think. [Said softly, quietly; a way of saying it's too much for him.] You're too indulgent...
[But Scien is the one whose heart is achy, so Lucas will allow himself just a little tease instead of being quite so dire.]
We can get one cat and name it after you, since you'd have quite a bit in common.
Truly hilarious, though. The Lucas of two months ago could hardly be called the same Lucas that's sitting here comfortably in Scien's arms, discussing a future together without falling to the impulse of hatred and malice. It's still tangled up within him, it's still something he'll need therapy to break away from, and it's still a threat to the man carrying him, but progress isn't nonexistent. Lucas has been able to see that a version of himself exists separately from his own violence. It's like slamming a hatchet into firewood. The first few hacks are difficult, but getting those through is the hardest and most important part.
There's a roll of something soft over Scien's first statement, and perhaps a little bashful. But the rest is met first with a startled feeling, and then something a touch complex. SCIEN REALLY ISN'T CASUAL AT ALL...
Considering he just murdered this man two days ago in a fit of insanity, it's hard for him to face the wild notion of such a domestic future. It stirs the guilt that's been with him strongly for weeks and weeks, and leaves him tucking his face away against Scien as if that could hide the fact that hearing this almost frightens him a little. Partially because they're not notions he finds himself reeling away from, even if he finds it hard to ask for more than just a few smiles thrown his way, or the normalcy of a lunch at the bakery. Or maybe... it's too easy to ask for more, and that's the problem?]
...That would be allowing my greed a little too much freedom, I think. [Said softly, quietly; a way of saying it's too much for him.] You're too indulgent...
[But Scien is the one whose heart is achy, so Lucas will allow himself just a little tease instead of being quite so dire.]
We can get one cat and name it after you, since you'd have quite a bit in common.
[ lucas tucks his face away from scien so scien can't answer that little desire for another kiss, but he makes a note of it... if lucas wants a little kiss, then there is simply no way that scien could deny him that.
though the discussion of plans for a cat make him... hesitant. ]
... no, I don't like that. How will I know when you're talking to me... The cat can get its own name.
[ stupid idiot the way he's not even offended by the idea he just wants to avoid the confusion
but also, lucas offers this extremely gentle rebuttal. it feels too greedy. it feels too easy. it feels like too much to ask for. and scien's response is only so? ]
I want all these things with you. It is only my generosity that allows you to make the choices of the details.
[ does that make it easier? is it easier to want, if lucas can just blame scien for being so endlessly wanting? to seek out that future together without hesitation? scien isn't particularly concerned about the details. setting a wedding date is whatever. whether or not they grow their family is optional, but only because lucas already spends time with so many children. but.
aren't these just natural things to want, when you've decided, the entirety of a week and change ago, that you want to have someone in their entirety? their past, their present, and their future too ]
though the discussion of plans for a cat make him... hesitant. ]
... no, I don't like that. How will I know when you're talking to me... The cat can get its own name.
[ stupid idiot the way he's not even offended by the idea he just wants to avoid the confusion
but also, lucas offers this extremely gentle rebuttal. it feels too greedy. it feels too easy. it feels like too much to ask for. and scien's response is only so? ]
I want all these things with you. It is only my generosity that allows you to make the choices of the details.
[ does that make it easier? is it easier to want, if lucas can just blame scien for being so endlessly wanting? to seek out that future together without hesitation? scien isn't particularly concerned about the details. setting a wedding date is whatever. whether or not they grow their family is optional, but only because lucas already spends time with so many children. but.
aren't these just natural things to want, when you've decided, the entirety of a week and change ago, that you want to have someone in their entirety? their past, their present, and their future too ]
[There's a little, amused-sounding huff at that.]
I suppose that's true. It might confuse the sweet cat, too.
[So their cat that will share so many similarities with Scien will just have to have a different name... Meanwhile Scien refuses to give him his gentle rebuttal and let him escape!! Truly it's a good thing the brainworms are napping or they'd be riled so terribly over this insistence of painting a picture of an idyllic future together. Marriage, a family, a cute little cat - it's honestly hilarious. Are these not things he'd craved for himself before, when he wasn't aware of the guilt? When he'd felt more worthy of a peaceful life and a gentle love?
Lucas has always admired romances with soft edges and a rosy tint. He's always craved that sort of normal, idealistic beauty for himself. On realizing exactly who and what he is, he'd let go of any hope of that. Rather, it hadn't even been anywhere remotely near the forefront of his thoughts, consumed as they were by grief and guilt. But at no point had he ever pictured himself finding exactly what he'd hungered for in Scien Brofiise.]
Only your generosity, is it? [Does that make it easier? A little, maybe. It's still all quite a bit to take in for one little guilty Catholic, but it's impossible for someone as susceptible to love as Lucas is to turn Scien away for long, especially when their wants coincide.
That's been the game of the last week or so, despite the horrific messes he's made along the way. Who in the world could face the full beautiful brilliance of Scien and not be completely taken in? It's still hard for him to separate himself from his venom, especially when he's not in Scien's presence, but when he is, and when he's almost entirely himself, he slips so quickly. The little flower that he can only do his best to protect against himself is held so carefully in Scien's hands and tended to so well, is it really any wonder that the roots are already burrowing fast?]
I suppose that's true. It might confuse the sweet cat, too.
[So their cat that will share so many similarities with Scien will just have to have a different name... Meanwhile Scien refuses to give him his gentle rebuttal and let him escape!! Truly it's a good thing the brainworms are napping or they'd be riled so terribly over this insistence of painting a picture of an idyllic future together. Marriage, a family, a cute little cat - it's honestly hilarious. Are these not things he'd craved for himself before, when he wasn't aware of the guilt? When he'd felt more worthy of a peaceful life and a gentle love?
Lucas has always admired romances with soft edges and a rosy tint. He's always craved that sort of normal, idealistic beauty for himself. On realizing exactly who and what he is, he'd let go of any hope of that. Rather, it hadn't even been anywhere remotely near the forefront of his thoughts, consumed as they were by grief and guilt. But at no point had he ever pictured himself finding exactly what he'd hungered for in Scien Brofiise.]
Only your generosity, is it? [Does that make it easier? A little, maybe. It's still all quite a bit to take in for one little guilty Catholic, but it's impossible for someone as susceptible to love as Lucas is to turn Scien away for long, especially when their wants coincide.
That's been the game of the last week or so, despite the horrific messes he's made along the way. Who in the world could face the full beautiful brilliance of Scien and not be completely taken in? It's still hard for him to separate himself from his venom, especially when he's not in Scien's presence, but when he is, and when he's almost entirely himself, he slips so quickly. The little flower that he can only do his best to protect against himself is held so carefully in Scien's hands and tended to so well, is it really any wonder that the roots are already burrowing fast?]
[ it could confuse the sweet cat and the unsweet scien....
but it's funny how to scien, he never once wanted these things. love was the most confounding, useless emotion of all. and despite everything, and all that he says, he is still gathering data to be sure that this is love. he doesn't want to make a statement without being certain of it. without knowing, absolutely, that this is the emotion that had driven so many into their insane acts of devastation—whether inflicted upon themselves, or others.
but feeling this horrible ache in his chest that is only soothed increment by increment by lucas's presence, to feel his heart ever so gently squeezed when looking upon his sweet face... he thinks it's not hard to come to his own conclusions.
even if this it not yet love, it almost certainly will be.
scien brings them through the doors of the apartment building and into his lab again, wandering toward the bed and away from the couch that has since been cleaned. he'll move to sit, but even then he keeps lucas in his lap so comfortably. his arms settle around his waist, almost trapping him there, even as scien presses his lips to lucas's cheeks in repeated little gestures. partially just because he can, to revel in the fact that he's even here to be kissed—and partially to answer some of that desire from earlier. ]
It is my generosity.
[ he just confirms it ]
I will wait as long as you ask me to. But as we're to live a long life together, then it's important to consider what it will be filled with. And I intend on making you the happiest person on the island, and then the world. Nadia may be equal with you.
[ scien like i'm getting ahead of this bc he knows lucas's happiness is contingent on nadia's
but ]
Will you still tell me that you'd rather not be greedy?
but it's funny how to scien, he never once wanted these things. love was the most confounding, useless emotion of all. and despite everything, and all that he says, he is still gathering data to be sure that this is love. he doesn't want to make a statement without being certain of it. without knowing, absolutely, that this is the emotion that had driven so many into their insane acts of devastation—whether inflicted upon themselves, or others.
but feeling this horrible ache in his chest that is only soothed increment by increment by lucas's presence, to feel his heart ever so gently squeezed when looking upon his sweet face... he thinks it's not hard to come to his own conclusions.
even if this it not yet love, it almost certainly will be.
scien brings them through the doors of the apartment building and into his lab again, wandering toward the bed and away from the couch that has since been cleaned. he'll move to sit, but even then he keeps lucas in his lap so comfortably. his arms settle around his waist, almost trapping him there, even as scien presses his lips to lucas's cheeks in repeated little gestures. partially just because he can, to revel in the fact that he's even here to be kissed—and partially to answer some of that desire from earlier. ]
It is my generosity.
[ he just confirms it ]
I will wait as long as you ask me to. But as we're to live a long life together, then it's important to consider what it will be filled with. And I intend on making you the happiest person on the island, and then the world. Nadia may be equal with you.
[ scien like i'm getting ahead of this bc he knows lucas's happiness is contingent on nadia's
but ]
Will you still tell me that you'd rather not be greedy?
[He allows himself to be trapped, considering he had no reason or desire to be anywhere else, anyway. Or ability at this point, really. It's not often that Lucas feels physically helpless, but the combination of sightlessness and not even being able to feel his way around is incredibly disorienting.
See: the way the he can't even enjoy these kisses to the fullest, even if they're still comforting in a way. It satisfies a bit of his want, but leaves him feeling somewhat frustrated in return. Dying twice in murder town is a bad idea actually.]
Guide me again?
[A quiet request as he once again lifts a hand, wanting to touch without harm. He considers Scien's generosity while he waits - a greed that perhaps even his meets its match in.]
The world? [A little burst of amusement, something fond, and something discomforted. He hardly feels worthy of the happy moments he gets now, let alone having so many of them that he could be considered the happiest person. Nadia deserves the world and more, but Lucas?]
I don't want more than my fairest share of happiness. [Which probably frankly should be none given how much happiness he's stolen from others.] So I would still rather not be greedy... I'll have to ask you to wait a little longer.
See: the way the he can't even enjoy these kisses to the fullest, even if they're still comforting in a way. It satisfies a bit of his want, but leaves him feeling somewhat frustrated in return. Dying twice in murder town is a bad idea actually.]
Guide me again?
[A quiet request as he once again lifts a hand, wanting to touch without harm. He considers Scien's generosity while he waits - a greed that perhaps even his meets its match in.]
The world? [A little burst of amusement, something fond, and something discomforted. He hardly feels worthy of the happy moments he gets now, let alone having so many of them that he could be considered the happiest person. Nadia deserves the world and more, but Lucas?]
I don't want more than my fairest share of happiness. [Which probably frankly should be none given how much happiness he's stolen from others.] So I would still rather not be greedy... I'll have to ask you to wait a little longer.
[ the little request is met easily, and scien will let his fingers curl around lucas's wrist to gently bring it closer. though he will also press his lips against the center of lucas's palm and each of his fingertips first, speaking between the little notes of affection. ]
The world.
[ stubbornly! ]
I've already decided what your share of happiness should be. But I like you enough to accept waiting for you to come to the same conclusion that I have.
[ to grow into that greed and want for a peaceful, idyllic life with god at his side. and only after he makes that grand statement is when he'll again fit his cheek right into the curve of lucas's waiting palm. ]
The world.
[ stubbornly! ]
I've already decided what your share of happiness should be. But I like you enough to accept waiting for you to come to the same conclusion that I have.
[ to grow into that greed and want for a peaceful, idyllic life with god at his side. and only after he makes that grand statement is when he'll again fit his cheek right into the curve of lucas's waiting palm. ]
[NOT THE WORLD!!!! He doesn't want to be the happiest person in all of the world, even being the happiest Lucas he could possibly be in this moment feels impossibly selfish. But it's hard not to warm against the affection he's shown, both in action and word.]
My, what an honor.
[It's a gentle tease, even though there is at least part of him that's aware of the fact that it is. Being the person to captivate a god to the point that he'll wait for you is quite the honor, indeed. He shifts his hand a little, feeling the shape of Scien's face as carefully as he can, brushing his thumb across the skin there. His other hand rises tentatively, and instead of waiting to be guided, he bumps his fingertips lightly against Scien's shoulder and feels his way up in a delicate and slow spidering of his fingers, using the position of his other hand as reference until he's holding Scien's face between his hands.]
Thank you for waiting, even though time is always limited.
My, what an honor.
[It's a gentle tease, even though there is at least part of him that's aware of the fact that it is. Being the person to captivate a god to the point that he'll wait for you is quite the honor, indeed. He shifts his hand a little, feeling the shape of Scien's face as carefully as he can, brushing his thumb across the skin there. His other hand rises tentatively, and instead of waiting to be guided, he bumps his fingertips lightly against Scien's shoulder and feels his way up in a delicate and slow spidering of his fingers, using the position of his other hand as reference until he's holding Scien's face between his hands.]
Thank you for waiting, even though time is always limited.
[ he's being teased... he can feel it... that said scien's feelings are just a sort of wry amusement in response, and there's a warmth to that too. it's cute when lucas is teasing... even though scien is the target right now.
and despite the fact that these hands snapped his neck just days ago, scien doesn't feel any real apprehension or hesitance when lucas cradles his face in his hands. instead, he'll just turn his head to press another kiss to the palm that just came up to his other cheek.
his arms loop around lucas's waist again as he's entirely comfortable and calm in his hold. ]
Mm... Any time with you is worthwhile.
and despite the fact that these hands snapped his neck just days ago, scien doesn't feel any real apprehension or hesitance when lucas cradles his face in his hands. instead, he'll just turn his head to press another kiss to the palm that just came up to his other cheek.
his arms loop around lucas's waist again as he's entirely comfortable and calm in his hold. ]
Mm... Any time with you is worthwhile.
[THIS IS EXACTLY HOW HE GOT YOUR ASS THE FIRST TIME YOU STUPID FRUIT
But at least he can't see, so there's no chance of encountering a visual trigger, and the violence that's inherently a part of him still lies dormant like a sleeping beast for the time being. The sharpness that naturally lines all parts of him is always present, but there's less tooth to it this time. He, too, seems comfortable and calm, keeping his hands so carefully placed against Scien's face, gentle as can be.]
Then I'll give you as much as I can.
[Until they all die horribly to Hisoka in a cult showdown, or until they eventually part ways and return to their separate realities and lives outside of this absolutely insane whirlwind of the past two months. He's not really thinking of that, though; he's just thinking about how soft the distant dream of such a pretty future feels.]
But at least he can't see, so there's no chance of encountering a visual trigger, and the violence that's inherently a part of him still lies dormant like a sleeping beast for the time being. The sharpness that naturally lines all parts of him is always present, but there's less tooth to it this time. He, too, seems comfortable and calm, keeping his hands so carefully placed against Scien's face, gentle as can be.]
Then I'll give you as much as I can.
[Until they all die horribly to Hisoka in a cult showdown, or until they eventually part ways and return to their separate realities and lives outside of this absolutely insane whirlwind of the past two months. He's not really thinking of that, though; he's just thinking about how soft the distant dream of such a pretty future feels.]
[ later, when he's a little less caught up in all his emotions, scien will think about how amusing it is for lucas to feel so comfortable and cozy in his arms even when he doesn't have the ability to see or fully comprehend touch. it was just weeks ago when lucas had full comprehension of all his senses, and yet was still so tense and stiff in scien's lap. it's remarkable just how far the trust has come.
he doesn't feel any type of concern when he leans forward, pressing another kiss to lucas's forehead, not even giving him the slightest warning. ]
I will not be satisfied until I receive everything.
[ arrogant! greedy! horrible! but so honest ]
he doesn't feel any type of concern when he leans forward, pressing another kiss to lucas's forehead, not even giving him the slightest warning. ]
I will not be satisfied until I receive everything.
[ arrogant! greedy! horrible! but so honest ]
[Progress truly blasts forward between the absolute intensity of Scien in pursuit and the lulls in complete insanity where Lucas can be more of his natural self... Scary.
There's another little blip of surprise in the vibes at the sudden kiss, but that doesn't invoke any violence, either. WHEN HE'S DOCILE HE IS TRULY SO DOCILE just calm and comfortable being held and kissed by Scien even when he can't see a damn thing. He tilts his head forward a little, letting his fingers smooth over Scien's cheeks as gently as he's able.]
All of my time? I fear you may be left unsatisfied, then.
[More gentle amusement. OH TO HAVE BEEN ABLE TO PLAY TEASING FLIRT LUCAS THE WHOLE GAME YOU TIRINGASS CATHOLIC.]
There's another little blip of surprise in the vibes at the sudden kiss, but that doesn't invoke any violence, either. WHEN HE'S DOCILE HE IS TRULY SO DOCILE just calm and comfortable being held and kissed by Scien even when he can't see a damn thing. He tilts his head forward a little, letting his fingers smooth over Scien's cheeks as gently as he's able.]
All of my time? I fear you may be left unsatisfied, then.
[More gentle amusement. OH TO HAVE BEEN ABLE TO PLAY TEASING FLIRT LUCAS THE WHOLE GAME YOU TIRINGASS CATHOLIC.]
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