Now he has to do a big think. Would he like that... He likes cake. He likes Emil. He likes Emil giving him things, and considering him, and spending time with him...]
( Okay...useful information. He certainly likes cake, too, and he also likes doing things for and with Lalli. )
Okay, then I'll...do that. Eventually -- things like that are better when you don't know when you'll get them. ( BF surprises, how nice. Having a boyfriend has its perks. This is one of the obvious things he knows about dating, and it's worth bringing up. ) I'm pretty sure that's what people who are dating do.
-- Also dates in general, but we don't have to do what people usually do, after all! Even if that might be nice... If you want, anyway.
[This is a lot of blathering...but Lalli pays attention, trying to will his brain into having a better memory. Concentrating on it probably won't do him a ton of favors, since he's doing a lot of thinking about thinking instead of actually listening, but alas... That's just how it is, sometimes.]
( This is something to put thought into...he's not quite sure what to respond with; Emil would need to put a lot of thought into just one (1) date, let alone listing out examples for multiple dates. )
I don't know right now...whatever we want. It's more a general idea. ( He awkwardly shifts to one side, leaning on Lalli a little more. Just take it easy...but it's hard to take it easy when this can mean so much.
What's a way to explain it...hmm. ) I'm not saying things have to be completely different, but they should be a little different, right? In the military, when you get a new title, you get more responsibilities...it's sort of like that, I think.
[He's saying a lot of things, like...preparing for something he knows nothing about. Which was good, because that wasn't a bad idea and they could be inexperienced losers together, but why suggest dates...if you don't know what you would do for a date...and if you're not concerned about what the date activity would be...
Emil is such a mystery. Dating is such a mystery.]
Sure...? I just meant I didn't want things to be weird. We can do some new stuff, but not all the time...and you don't have to act like a different person even though you...got a promotion?
( Look...he was thinking about the best way to explain it to responsible, military-sensibilities Lalli. Except when Lalli parrots it back all it does is make him feel dumb! Wow. )
Yeah...that's what I mean, for the most part. Acting like a different person won't be an issue. ( He's too numbingly earnest 95% of the time, even though that 5% is still left open for ego-inflated showboating...which will likely come up on dates at first, as a warning. Lalli is Lalli no matter what. That's safe enough.
This is all still good to know, though. Taking it all in is kind of exhilerating actually, as can be felt by the smallest tremors in his hand. The surreal idea means so much and yet feels so natural. Exciting! But natural. After a few moments of silence, Emil finally clears his throat, not feeling like it's thickly coated in syrup anymore. )
Thanks -- ( ...and he immediately says something dumb. "Thanks," good lord. ) I mean...I'm happy. Really happy.
[But then why not just say that... Communication is still mystifying, great. Well, he's going to squish down the annoyance he feels at that fact waaaay down into the heels of his boots so he doesn't have to deal with it right now. Only good feelings.
Good feelings intensifying at this goofy idiot saying goofy idiot, but also really sweet things.]
Mmn. [He is, too. He's been wanting this for...longer than he'd care to admit, once he goes back and looks at stuff. This is good.
Gods, he still feels like he needs Lisko to shock him.] ...I will be. I am? But it's not... It's hard to think. I was really scared... I don't know if I know how to be really happy after being so scared, yet. Does that make sense?
...Except when you said those things. That was really good.
( If he had to tell the truth...not really. It doesn't make a lot of sense to him, since most of his emotions come and go freely. If he doesn't like them, he gets rid of them. Scared...hmm, he was a little scared. It wasn't really something he'd thought about much. That feeling of unknown fear and scary decision making thoughts were pushed aside quickly.
Now he understands that fear and it wasn't anything to worry about. There's a relief that is there, replacing the anxiety he wasn't even sure was real until a day or so ago. )
Why were you so scared? ( The implication is obvious, but he can't fully understand it. A part of him feels bad that he somehow helped inspire this fear, even if the 'why' of the matter isn't so clear. ) Not that it's a bad thing. I'm just curious...I want to know.
[...What a ridiculous question. That he has to think about while looking off into a corner of the room to work out. On automatic, he switches to telepathy. Much easier to explain his thought process when he was essentially using thoughts.]
I'm usually scared. I think I told you before that things happen to the people around me. I don't want you to get hurt... But I really don't want me to get hurt. I don't know what I'll do if something happens to you, and... Mmn.
If you knew what I was feeling, you might have decided it was really weird and gross because of who I am. I know I'm weird. People don't hide it. But then I tried to tell you, and I realized that -- that you didn't see me that way? Or you did, but you didn't? And it felt like learning that I was so weird that...no one would ever think I could. I'd keep being alone. Forever.
( Ah...a lot of it is just an expanded upon version of what he knows already. On one hand, he feels bad for prying. These are hard things to feel, and then to have to sit on them. Some of these fears aren't over. On the other, there's a lot of intimacy in knowing these things, and then in trying to assuage them as much as possible )
I know -- you know -- you aren't like a lot of other people. That's...not a bad thing. ( At least, Emil doesn't think that anymore. He squeezes Lalli's hand reassuringly, trying to face him as much as possible even with his head turned away. ) I know what you mean about getting hurt, too, but...it's also pretty normal when you care about someone, right? If something happened to you, it would be -- hard.
( There's not an emotional capacity within him to describe that feeling. Something beyond just a random magic coma; something big, irreversible, fatal. That's devastation he doesn't want to think about. Positives, positives. ) You're not going to be alone, okay?
[It may be pulled out of him like a reluctant thread tightening up as he tugs, but in the long run... In the long run, Lalli feels like it's better for Emil to be aware of all this stuff that drags him down like a swamp. Before he drowns in all that murky...muck. Maybe...Emil will be some kind of lifeline, a hand reaching out to him.]
Mmn. You're like the sun... It's always there, even when you can't see it. It just shines off the moon, instead. [It's one of the few science things he knows, but sunlight and the fact that the sun and moon were two sides of the same coin were two pretty important things, when you had to deal with trolls and worship old world gods.] You're sunshine...
[And that's...a relief. He wasn't used to being out in the sun -- more than he used to be, of course, since his schedule went out the window -- but it was a necessary, nourishing force that kept him and anyone under its light safe. Emil might be new and baffling, and this step in their relationship even moreso, but...he made things safe. Pulling Lisko closer against him, Lalli leans off to the side to rest his head against Emil's chest, now that he's facing him, and relax there.]
( Wow, that's a lot of gay shit to absorb at one time. Similar things have left Lalli's mouth before... Things just feel so much more...More...when liking each other is involved. He's sunshine...Lalli thinks he's sunshine. It certainly leaves him feeling warm, both naturally and because of the wily magic under his skin. It's not made any better by Lalli's head pressed against his chest. Whether or not he's got his work hat on, his hair is right there! Like a two finger face touch isn't super kosher, but this is acceptable?? You're fucking him up!!!
Lisko wriggles a bit at being squeezed slightly, though too comfortable to have much protest in them. Okay! Okay Lala! Tail flapping slightly all the while. )
Y-Yeah. ( That's about all he knows to say, just regurgiating a one word reassurance. He's sure Lalli thinks he's still an inexperienced idiot, now in more ways than one, assuredly. Still, he thinks so highly of him in other regards. It doesn't feel right to just leave his shakily-said word hanging there. ) Lalli, you...thank you.
( Because he's right there, next to him, Emil speaks softly while the thumb on the hand that's being held strokes Lalli's absentmindedly. ) You don't help me in the same ways, but you do... There's a lot about you that I think is great.
[It's different when he's initiating it... Things they'll get around to learning about one another after more trial and error. Also: deal with it, Lisko, he's feeling warm, fuzzy, and vulnerable. Accept your hugs.]
( Even though he's the one that brought it up, he suddenly feels put on the spot -- oops. Embarrassing. )
Well...you work really hard. Whenever you work, scouting or magic or your new delivery route, you're good at it. You're nice to me most of the time. You're concerned and you care. A lot about you is endearing, I guess is the best way to say it.
( It comes out choppy as he lists it all out, flustered and a little hurried. The last part catches on his tongue a little which causes him to slow down, catching his breath. Sorry if the chest you're resting on is a little erratic right now. )
It's...hard to say it in terms of specifics. It's more like altogether I think you're great. ( That's his way of saying "you're the total package." )
[This is all accurate and nice to hear, but Emil really is making an awful pillow right now... He was usually so good at that. Disappointing boyfriend.]
I like that you notice. It doesn't feel like people do.
It just seems more like a fact than something to notice...if that makes sense. ( How dare people not immediately value his boyfriend.
Lisko wriggles a bit more trying to get into a position that they choose. Cuddles are nice, but they are also an independent lizard who does their own thing. Thanks to the leverage their tail gives them, they flip over onto their back, flopping a bit as they regain their balance. When they do, their feet are on Lalli's lap with their foreclaws on his chest. This is a lot better, Night!Dad. One of those claws paps his face a bit, reassuredly. This has been too much drama for their little lizard heart. )
[Okay, okay small baby, do as you will. Lalli waits for Lisko to settle in again, then gives an approving hum and tips his head so he can watch Emil from his odd perch.]
Yeah. Facts...
[You'd think so. He thinks it's nice that Emil thinks so. Between knowing he was good and his job and knowing he had idiot doki doki feelings for him, the job one was much more important. Lalli lets his gaze fall again, and he gently smoothes his thumb along the bridge of Lisko's nose and brow in what he feels would be a soothing manner, but his comforts are a little different than a lizards, or anyone else's.]
You work hard, too. You're not as good at some stuff, but you don't stop trying because of it. You're getting a lot better with your magic, or you...were. When you could actually practice.
( Luckily Lisko enjoys it, closing their eyes and nodding slightly. Snoot rubs are always welcome. )
Oh...thanks. ( It was definitely true that he hadn't been able to use his magic much, but he was considerably better at controlling it now. It did spark up at the slightest emotional stir and he couldn't remember the last time he set something on fire on accident. Despite Emil's low tier understanding and shaky respect for magic, he does know that Lalli's Pro Magic praise is something to be proud of.
Shehui might be kind of shitty when it comes to magic, it's also a really good city. Modern, technologically advanced and seemingly safe if you keep your head down and your magic concealed -- something likely easier for Emil than Lalli, at least when it comes to being emotionally connected to it as a concept. But...being together is a bigger idea than just being in Shehui. )
...This is going to be interesting to explain when we finally go home. ( Something about "hi, we're dating" seems harder to truly describe than world hopping magical alien shit, somehow. )
( Wow, thrown to the wolves!! Lisko flops with him, disgruntled, and crawls over to Emil who seems more twitchy than floppy. Speaking of Day Dad, he props up the newly melted Lalli. )
I can't say anything to your cousin! You have to do that! ( He's pondering how his boyfriend's crybaby family member will react to this mess. )
[noooo let him flop!! Lalli huffs, mouth walking a thin line between a frown and a pout.]
No I don't. I don't even know if he'll talk to me. [Like, it literally took him a second to realize Emil was talking about Onni and not his other cousin, who is super dead. This is how much he doesn't have to bring it up.] He's not stupid, anyway, he can figure it out later, after everything.
( Hmm...well, alright. He doesn't really understand this relationship, but it seems to be an odd one. There won't be any pressing, but it's...interesting.
His poor noodle boy. Emil does his best to juggle the weight of the flopping with Lisko trying to crawl up his sweater. Good lord. )
Fine, fine...who knows when that will happen, anyway. ( And, despite it being something to consider, it's also not even the biggest hurdle to handle. ) In the meantime...we can learn more things. More words...
( Yeah, since that'll come in handy sooner than they think.......... )
[Sighhh, yeah, he...knows. He knows that time and time again, their friendship had been threatened by the language barrier between them causing misunderstandings and hopeless lulls. But...]
Okay. But that doesn't help me know what to learn or teach. How am I supposed to know what I'm going to want to communicate later? I don't even know what I want to say now. That's another reason why telepathy is easier...
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Now he has to do a big think. Would he like that... He likes cake. He likes Emil. He likes Emil giving him things, and considering him, and spending time with him...]
Yes... I think so.
[He's taking this Very Seriously.]
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Okay, then I'll...do that. Eventually -- things like that are better when you don't know when you'll get them. ( BF surprises, how nice. Having a boyfriend has its perks. This is one of the obvious things he knows about dating, and it's worth bringing up. ) I'm pretty sure that's what people who are dating do.
-- Also dates in general, but we don't have to do what people usually do, after all! Even if that might be nice... If you want, anyway.
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What kinds of things would we do for dates?
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I don't know right now...whatever we want. It's more a general idea. ( He awkwardly shifts to one side, leaning on Lalli a little more. Just take it easy...but it's hard to take it easy when this can mean so much.
What's a way to explain it...hmm. ) I'm not saying things have to be completely different, but they should be a little different, right? In the military, when you get a new title, you get more responsibilities...it's sort of like that, I think.
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Emil is such a mystery. Dating is such a mystery.]
Sure...? I just meant I didn't want things to be weird. We can do some new stuff, but not all the time...and you don't have to act like a different person even though you...got a promotion?
[relationship promotion???]
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Yeah...that's what I mean, for the most part. Acting like a different person won't be an issue. ( He's too numbingly earnest 95% of the time, even though that 5% is still left open for ego-inflated showboating...which will likely come up on dates at first, as a warning. Lalli is Lalli no matter what. That's safe enough.
This is all still good to know, though. Taking it all in is kind of exhilerating actually, as can be felt by the smallest tremors in his hand. The surreal idea means so much and yet feels so natural. Exciting! But natural. After a few moments of silence, Emil finally clears his throat, not feeling like it's thickly coated in syrup anymore. )
Thanks -- ( ...and he immediately says something dumb. "Thanks," good lord. ) I mean...I'm happy. Really happy.
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Good feelings intensifying at this goofy idiot saying goofy idiot, but also really sweet things.]
Mmn. [He is, too. He's been wanting this for...longer than he'd care to admit, once he goes back and looks at stuff. This is good.
Gods, he still feels like he needs Lisko to shock him.] ...I will be. I am? But it's not... It's hard to think. I was really scared... I don't know if I know how to be really happy after being so scared, yet. Does that make sense?
...Except when you said those things. That was really good.
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Now he understands that fear and it wasn't anything to worry about. There's a relief that is there, replacing the anxiety he wasn't even sure was real until a day or so ago. )
Why were you so scared? ( The implication is obvious, but he can't fully understand it. A part of him feels bad that he somehow helped inspire this fear, even if the 'why' of the matter isn't so clear. ) Not that it's a bad thing. I'm just curious...I want to know.
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I'm usually scared. I think I told you before that things happen to the people around me. I don't want you to get hurt... But I really don't want me to get hurt. I don't know what I'll do if something happens to you, and... Mmn.
If you knew what I was feeling, you might have decided it was really weird and gross because of who I am. I know I'm weird. People don't hide it. But then I tried to tell you, and I realized that -- that you didn't see me that way? Or you did, but you didn't? And it felt like learning that I was so weird that...no one would ever think I could. I'd keep being alone. Forever.
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I know -- you know -- you aren't like a lot of other people. That's...not a bad thing. ( At least, Emil doesn't think that anymore. He squeezes Lalli's hand reassuringly, trying to face him as much as possible even with his head turned away. ) I know what you mean about getting hurt, too, but...it's also pretty normal when you care about someone, right? If something happened to you, it would be -- hard.
( There's not an emotional capacity within him to describe that feeling. Something beyond just a random magic coma; something big, irreversible, fatal. That's devastation he doesn't want to think about. Positives, positives. ) You're not going to be alone, okay?
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Mmn. You're like the sun... It's always there, even when you can't see it. It just shines off the moon, instead. [It's one of the few science things he knows, but sunlight and the fact that the sun and moon were two sides of the same coin were two pretty important things, when you had to deal with trolls and worship old world gods.] You're sunshine...
[And that's...a relief. He wasn't used to being out in the sun -- more than he used to be, of course, since his schedule went out the window -- but it was a necessary, nourishing force that kept him and anyone under its light safe. Emil might be new and baffling, and this step in their relationship even moreso, but...he made things safe. Pulling Lisko closer against him, Lalli leans off to the side to rest his head against Emil's chest, now that he's facing him, and relax there.]
Okay. I'm not going to be alone. Okay.
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Lisko wriggles a bit at being squeezed slightly, though too comfortable to have much protest in them. Okay! Okay Lala! Tail flapping slightly all the while. )
Y-Yeah. ( That's about all he knows to say, just regurgiating a one word reassurance. He's sure Lalli thinks he's still an inexperienced idiot, now in more ways than one, assuredly. Still, he thinks so highly of him in other regards. It doesn't feel right to just leave his shakily-said word hanging there. ) Lalli, you...thank you.
( Because he's right there, next to him, Emil speaks softly while the thumb on the hand that's being held strokes Lalli's absentmindedly. ) You don't help me in the same ways, but you do... There's a lot about you that I think is great.
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Hn? Like what?
[appeal to his ego]
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Well...you work really hard. Whenever you work, scouting or magic or your new delivery route, you're good at it. You're nice to me most of the time. You're concerned and you care. A lot about you is endearing, I guess is the best way to say it.
( It comes out choppy as he lists it all out, flustered and a little hurried. The last part catches on his tongue a little which causes him to slow down, catching his breath. Sorry if the chest you're resting on is a little erratic right now. )
It's...hard to say it in terms of specifics. It's more like altogether I think you're great. ( That's his way of saying "you're the total package." )
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I like that you notice. It doesn't feel like people do.
[He works really hard!!!]
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It just seems more like a fact than something to notice...if that makes sense. ( How dare people not immediately value his boyfriend.
Lisko wriggles a bit more trying to get into a position that they choose. Cuddles are nice, but they are also an independent lizard who does their own thing. Thanks to the leverage their tail gives them, they flip over onto their back, flopping a bit as they regain their balance. When they do, their feet are on Lalli's lap with their foreclaws on his chest. This is a lot better, Night!Dad. One of those claws paps his face a bit, reassuredly. This has been too much drama for their little lizard heart. )
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Yeah. Facts...
[You'd think so. He thinks it's nice that Emil thinks so. Between knowing he was good and his job and knowing he had idiot doki doki feelings for him, the job one was much more important. Lalli lets his gaze fall again, and he gently smoothes his thumb along the bridge of Lisko's nose and brow in what he feels would be a soothing manner, but his comforts are a little different than a lizards, or anyone else's.]
You work hard, too. You're not as good at some stuff, but you don't stop trying because of it. You're getting a lot better with your magic, or you...were. When you could actually practice.
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Oh...thanks. ( It was definitely true that he hadn't been able to use his magic much, but he was considerably better at controlling it now. It did spark up at the slightest emotional stir and he couldn't remember the last time he set something on fire on accident. Despite Emil's low tier understanding and shaky respect for magic, he does know that Lalli's Pro Magic praise is something to be proud of.
Shehui might be kind of shitty when it comes to magic, it's also a really good city. Modern, technologically advanced and seemingly safe if you keep your head down and your magic concealed -- something likely easier for Emil than Lalli, at least when it comes to being emotionally connected to it as a concept. But...being together is a bigger idea than just being in Shehui. )
...This is going to be interesting to explain when we finally go home. ( Something about "hi, we're dating" seems harder to truly describe than world hopping magical alien shit, somehow. )
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I'll leave it to you.
[BECAUSE HA HA, FUCK. This is where you've chosen to lay your affections.]
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I can't say anything to your cousin! You have to do that! ( He's pondering how his boyfriend's crybaby family member will react to this mess. )
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No I don't. I don't even know if he'll talk to me. [Like, it literally took him a second to realize Emil was talking about Onni and not his other cousin, who is super dead. This is how much he doesn't have to bring it up.] He's not stupid, anyway, he can figure it out later, after everything.
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His poor noodle boy. Emil does his best to juggle the weight of the flopping with Lisko trying to crawl up his sweater. Good lord. )
Fine, fine...who knows when that will happen, anyway. ( And, despite it being something to consider, it's also not even the biggest hurdle to handle. ) In the meantime...we can learn more things. More words...
( Yeah, since that'll come in handy sooner than they think.......... )
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What, like, "no, stupid captain, I don't want to talk about it"?
[Romantic. Okay, let him stop being quite so grumpy noodle-y.]
Hnn. What kind of things should I be saying to you...? I wouldn't know where to start learning, for this.
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It's not really about specific words, but just...everything in general. So when we leave, it's easier.
( At the same time, specific words would be nice to hear, but that's a different rabbit hole that may cause a gay explosion. )
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Okay. But that doesn't help me know what to learn or teach. How am I supposed to know what I'm going to want to communicate later? I don't even know what I want to say now. That's another reason why telepathy is easier...
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