Pick Me Up, Dust Me Off
23/2/17 19:54Life hadn't gotten easier after Utopia. Not by a long shot. Where, after that, does a human being go? Sure, one of the greatest geniuses in the world, but that doesn't mean he has a place in it. Instead he'd gotten to shore, dressed up in casual clothes, and mostly hitchhiked across the country. All the way from San Francisco to here. Chicago. Home.
It's taken two months to get this far, and he's in no great shape. There's a bit of a beard on his cheeks, his clothes are torn up, and he feels like shit. Do you... how do you get comfortable enough to go home in this sort of state? How does he go back and hope they accept him? He feels... miserable. David sighs and sips lightly at the cup of coffee in his hands, keeping them warm. Some person bought it for him, and he's still got to figure out how to get over to Hyde Park and his family's house. To figure out a story.
Two nights he's been in Chicago and he doesn't know what to do. He feels so weak. So useless. Such a broken man after the fall of mutantkind, yet again.
It's taken two months to get this far, and he's in no great shape. There's a bit of a beard on his cheeks, his clothes are torn up, and he feels like shit. Do you... how do you get comfortable enough to go home in this sort of state? How does he go back and hope they accept him? He feels... miserable. David sighs and sips lightly at the cup of coffee in his hands, keeping them warm. Some person bought it for him, and he's still got to figure out how to get over to Hyde Park and his family's house. To figure out a story.
Two nights he's been in Chicago and he doesn't know what to do. He feels so weak. So useless. Such a broken man after the fall of mutantkind, yet again.
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12/3/20 12:30 (UTC)Tommy shook his head, nudging David's foot with the toe of his own. "Hey, don't worry about it. It's not a big deal. I'm just not a COMPLETE asshole. Just, yanno. Mostly."
He flashed David a quick smile and shrugged. "But you're welcome."
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12/3/20 14:44 (UTC)“Something tells me you’re not an asshole at all,” David counters, trying to surreptitiously wipe a tear from his eyes. “I’m... I’m gonna shave and stuff. Promise not to laugh over how I look without a beard? Because I promise it’s better.”
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15/3/20 23:13 (UTC)"I'll try and stay out of your hair," David promises, his voice light. And... shaky? Just a little. He's never been hit on by a guy before. He's...
Surprised he finds it very flattering. And perhaps, for a moment, it almost makes him feel like that guy he was in high school who wanted a relationship.
Oh god, I'm not crazy. The Cuckoos really did just make me aware of it.
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15/3/20 23:46 (UTC)And he's definitely in the bathroom for a while, shaving and trimming and slowly working through it. When he's done he returns to the kitchen and considers.
"Uh. Hi. Well?"
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15/3/20 23:57 (UTC)He looked up when David came out and grinned at him, flashing a thumbs up. "Yeah, look good, man. You probably could have made a beard work if you trimmed it up, but this is good."
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16/3/20 00:04 (UTC)"Can... I join you? On the couch?"
Because some rest would be nice. Especially rest somewhere he can feel safe enough to sleep.
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16/3/20 01:25 (UTC)"Can I ask something, it's a bit intrusive."
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16/3/20 01:41 (UTC)He looked up, head tipping. "Yeah? Sure. I mean I just won't answer if I don't wanna."
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16/3/20 01:45 (UTC)Because David's been living in other people's shadows and according to their wills for a while now.
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16/3/20 02:06 (UTC)"I was hoping you'd say it was fun. I wish it was true, because... because I don't know how to be alone."
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16/3/20 02:27 (UTC)"I don't know how to be alone. And my family can never understand what I am."
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16/3/20 03:17 (UTC)The man seemed caught up on the twins. And David sighs, watching the speedster.
"You're beautiful."
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16/3/20 03:36 (UTC)The abrupt change of subject threw him and Tommy blinked, pausing where he'd been clicking through pages again and looking at David. "Yeah?" he asked, surprised. Sure, he'd sort of been flirting, but he hadn't really figured David would be interested. "Thanks," he said after a beat. "You don't have to tell me that just because I told you how hot you are though," he added, teasing.
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16/3/20 03:39 (UTC)"I, uh. I didn't... It's just fair, to say it. I guess."
Oh god, he's horrified that he said it.
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16/3/20 04:25 (UTC)It was dumb, but for a second Tommy wanted to say he could be David's family. Neither of them wanted to be alone, neither of them had anywhere to belong. It almost made sense. He didn't say it, but it was there in his head. "Well, you've got this placeandme. Until you figure it out," he said instead.
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