"I don't cheat," he grouses, "you can't cheat on Mario Kart. You're just upset I'm better at it than you. The one thing..."
A deep snort.
"Being better at getting kidnapped is hard- Daniel!"
He is now covered in blanket.
"Being better at getting kidnapped is hard- Daniel!"
He is now covered in blanket.
There is an Archivist in a blanket. Being hugged.
Things could be worse.
"Shall I count this as a kidnapping, then?"
Things could be worse.
"Shall I count this as a kidnapping, then?"
"So no fear of being transported to a secondary location?" he asks with a chuckle before nudging Jacobi under the covers.
"Not that there are very many locations at the moment."
"Not that there are very many locations at the moment."
"So we are going for kidnapping. We're just adding wrongful imprisonment to the mix."
A soft huff of a laugh.
"Daniel, that's terrible for a new warden. On another ship, you'd have two years added to your sentence."
A soft huff of a laugh.
"Daniel, that's terrible for a new warden. On another ship, you'd have two years added to your sentence."
Jon will turn a very 'firm' eye on him.
"Oh? Did it have your name on it? Did you put a flag in it?"
"Oh? Did it have your name on it? Did you put a flag in it?"
"You're the one who said ship!"
Because pedantics over everything. Especially when he's being coddled. He'll lean into the kiss. And he hates that he has to ask but-
"...do you think I'm doing the right thing?"
Because pedantics over everything. Especially when he's being coddled. He'll lean into the kiss. And he hates that he has to ask but-
"...do you think I'm doing the right thing?"
Ah, Jacobi.
"Not for my sake," he says a little more quietly, "for- for Martin. I just-
"I know how far he'll bend to try and make me happy. I know how much he'll twist himself into pieces. A-and I know how close to the Lonely he is. It all- all of it feels like- like I'll only hurt him no matter what I do."
"Not for my sake," he says a little more quietly, "for- for Martin. I just-
"I know how far he'll bend to try and make me happy. I know how much he'll twist himself into pieces. A-and I know how close to the Lonely he is. It all- all of it feels like- like I'll only hurt him no matter what I do."
"I mean, I could. Perhaps- perhaps I even should. He.. practically gave himself up to the Lonely for me. It was- it was for me, for all that I hated it."
A breath out as he winces.
"I did. Regardless of what I thought, I did."
He swallows.
"And he'd... he'd probably forgive me that too."
"I did. Regardless of what I thought, I did."
He swallows.
"And he'd... he'd probably forgive me that too."
There's just a nod, though it's obvious Jon's barely able to breathe at the thought. Martin is-
He loves Martin.
He. loves. Martin.
...but he'll be damned if he'll hurt him anymore. Or make him watch as Jon loses his bloody mind out of boredom and grows bitter. The idea of snapping at him again like he used to makes his empty stomach clench.
"I... I hope he'll allow for friendship. I'd understand if he didn't."
He loves Martin.
He. loves. Martin.
...but he'll be damned if he'll hurt him anymore. Or make him watch as Jon loses his bloody mind out of boredom and grows bitter. The idea of snapping at him again like he used to makes his empty stomach clench.
"I... I hope he'll allow for friendship. I'd understand if he didn't."
He nods again.
"I know."
A breath out.
"He'll be happy. I know he will be. Not- not at first. But he's- he's lovely. Always has been. I'm the one that had to pull my head out of my arse.
"He'll be fine. Better if it's without me."
"I know."
A breath out.
"He'll be happy. I know he will be. Not- not at first. But he's- he's lovely. Always has been. I'm the one that had to pull my head out of my arse.
"He'll be fine. Better if it's without me."
"...does it tell you how ready I am for that that I'm already considering a mustache?"
He's already starting to feel ill about this.
He's already starting to feel ill about this.
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