I choose to love you in silence because in silence I find no rejection [viktor + jayce]

[wildrune]

for beautifulimperfection

and in silence no one owns you but me

[ continued from here ]

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[wildrune]

Jayce. [ Viktor's rebuttal comes paired with a small, amused smile. ] You could not have gotten me to talk last night even if you had tried.

[ Because Viktor has always been a man with a one-track mind, no matter what he turned that mind to. Work, usually. His commune, now. Last night, it had been getting his hands on Jayce as quickly as possible. He finds himself drawn back into those sweet memories, a tempting distraction from everything else that has unfolded before him. Viktor sweeps his hands down Jayce's sides, settling on his hips, one thumb idly stroking the crest of bone. ]

You will, unfortunately, have to get dressed before we begin fixing this. You are a terrible distraction, on display like this.

[ His returning emotions feel so horribly unstable, flipping wildly between guilt and want and horror and desire. He wants to march outside and shove everybody's souls back in their bodies. He wants to push Jayce back onto the bed and ride him until he can't think anymore. He wants to exile himself to some far off land where he can never hurt anybody ever again.

Viktor bites back a sigh, and separates himself from Jayce, stooping to pick up his robe.

He has to fix these people first. To do anything else would be unconscionable. ]

If these are not their final forms, then let us hope I can fix what I did. What will become of this place after that, I do not know. I can hardly imagine they will want to stay.

[beautifulimperfection]

( Jayce laughs. It's a strange feeling. He hasn't laughed since before the attack on the council, since he had a light enough heart capable of it.)

It's true, neither of us was in the mood for talking.

( They crashed together with a fervid energy that came from equal amounts of pain and love. He only wishes that they could still be in bed together, enjoying the aftermath of finally getting something they both deeply wanted, but he had to ruin it this morning with his paranoia. But then it brought them here, which is where they have to be. They have to stop what could happen. It is more important than their personal wants.

He's still surprised when Viktor points out he's a distraction and he glances down, having forgotten entirely that he's naked. The touches of Viktor's hands on him should have reminded him, but it's been an overwhelming few minutes.)

Oh ... right. We'll ... circle back to that.

( The nudity. And distractions. Maybe. If they're lucky. Jayce goes over to where Viktor brought him clothes earlier and starts tugging them on. They fit, of course, Viktor knows his size, although he's thinned out from lack of food and he's less bulk than pure muscle at this point. He feels more like a person when he does that though, so he thinks it was probably for the best. It's amazing what food, a bath, and some clothes can do for a person who was lacking in all of them only a day before.)

It's not, they were completely inorganic when I saw them. There was nothing human left of them. The way the other you talked, at some point he thought he was ridding people of imperfections by changing them.

( And that doesn't seem to be the case here. Currently Viktor has changed and healed people, yes, but he isn't trying to dominate them entirely. Or pinpointed the human things within them that have to go. They're not that far gone. That's the important part, and what he'll keep reminding them both.

Now fully dressed, he returns to Viktor and reaches out to snag his hand, threading their fingers together. )

I told him I had to find a way to stop it. We're going to do that, the two of us.