[ He wipes his nose with the back of his hand, frowning with a nod. Times like these are when Dom's age really shows, not really knowing how to act in front of the one person he should feel comfortable with, the one person who would've been his support network if this universal game didn't play by cruel rules. Dom can't just go around whining to him about it, though, let alone how much he misses his mothers and friends when everyone's going around having fun, somehow.
(He sees the public posts and wonders if everyone's just pretending they're not from here, or if he's insane for being the only one who's unhappy.) ]
[Theo has direction. He pauses for a second, then gets to work - buzzing around, if not briefly departing to secure a mug and hot water - getting the help to secure him a cup of warm milk instead. He grins upon re-entry, packet of warm cocoa in hand, and he sheepishly approaches the bed. God, when was the last time he was nervous about asking to get into bed with someone?]
[Theo invades space, rather than sitting at the foot of the bed - he gives Dom the cup, then goes around to the other side of the bed and promptly takes his place next to him. He's not under the covers or anything, still feeling that buzzing sensation of awkwardness in his chest. But he can't imagine he's the only one.]
What d'you usually do on new moons? Netfl- uh, movies and chill?
[ Cup warming his hands — he only really feels the cold on these dates — Dom follows Theo with his gaze, moving a little to give him room without any sign of discomfort. He wants him to be close. He'll take anything he can get. ]
Not really. My moms try to get me to do stuff so I don't stay in bed all day, but… I don't know. It's not that I'm super fucking exhausted, it's just really hard to, like. Exist.
[ Looking down without drinking. Pouting, almost. ]
[It's - werewolf shit. Exactly a thought (and phrase) Teddie's used before, not that Theo'd know it. He's pulling from his pockets two more things - bundles of cookies wrapped in tissues. He stole these from some serving tray earlier, but never eaten them. He offers two of the four to Dom.]
Gives me a better idea of how to help, though. Make you at least get around and walk? Later, though. 'Cause I'm feeling lazy as shit right now too. It's cozy in here.
[ Regardless of the moon's effects, Teddie's scent is still strong in Theo, and Dom is so desperate to come close, nuzzle his neck, find comfort and warmth in the familiarity. But this isn't his boyfriend. They're barely friends. Dom should feel lucky that they're even that. ]
["I'm nice to everybody" is something Theo would say if the stakes were lower. A laugh, something self-deprecatory, indicating he's a flirt who wants to sleep around. But... he doesn't want to do that. Doesn't want to steer this the wrong way - or let himself be seen so shallow anymore. He shrugs at first, biting into an oatmeal cookie, expression soft. He's not wearing the glamors he usually does - save for the eyes - a sign he hopes conveys trust.]
I want to be friends. That's what friends do, right? Witches have to take care of their own, too. There's - there's a few other people in a coven here I can introduce you to sometime. I just know what it's like to be on your own and... I dunno, I don't want you to have to fight through things that way.
I thought I wanted to. Back when - when I arrived, there was someone here in it that I cared about. But he's gone and... there are other people in the coven I like, but I don't know if I fit. I don't tend to fit anywhere. I think it'd be nice to have allies, to have people wanting to go to bat for you...
[But he's not sure he really has that. As much as he wants to put himself into a spot, shave himself down for it, even - he's also trying to let himself go organically to where he's meant to be. He looks up at Dom, eyes a bit sad, but he's trying to smile.]
[ Quiet because he's tired, emotionally and physically, and because he can't imagine a world where this is what happens to Teddie, Dom keeps his eyes down for a while. Then he shakes his head softly, shrugging. ]
I wouldn't be in a coven if it wasn't for you. Teddie.
[Theo looks at him, leaning a little bit his way - shoulder bumping up against Dom. It's nice to think he was - good for something? For someone. He did good. Sometimes Theo forgets that he has any chance of leaving an impact on the world, when it just keeps recycling itself. When he is confronted by that positive change... it's nice.]
You're gonna have to tell me how the coven here compares to the one there. Got any hot goss on your coven? I'm listening. Especially if the gossip's about me.
[ Arms crossed because he actually feels a little cold on these days. ]
I don't know what the coven here's like. Ours is kinda... intense. I can tell you names, but I don't know if you're gonna recognize any of them. Probably not.
[ Read: if you recognize other names but not mine I'm going to disappear into the ether ]
[There will be absolutely zero recognition but, y'know, he's up for trying - just like he is up for slinking closer, being all coy about how he wants to lay next to Dom. "I'm a people person" translates into "I'm clingy for attention" every day.]
Okay, uhm... there's Jules. Tori. [ And he names the rest that make up the seven (I have to give the blood witch a name, oops). Maybe he... also adjusts his position, a little bit, to welcome Theo's closeness, looking at him to check if the names ring any bells. ]
[Theo is leaning against Dom - practically laying in his bed, head against him, lolled in a way to look at Dom eye to eye. He stares for a long beat, like he's processing that - because he is. But the blank stare continues until he frowns.]
I don't know them. Lame.
[Thankfully Dom spares him the mention of Jules' surname Bennet.]
[ Watching Theo, he knows he shouldn't — he tells himself not to — but Dom is so lonely and Theo's presence is like a weight in his chest that he can't reach into. Theo is against his body, looking with the clear blue version of the eyes that could get any favor from Dom, and he doesn't know anyone from home any more than Dom knows any of Theo's friends here. Why does that finally feel fair?
Dom seems a little... dazed, or maybe he just looks as tired as he feels, and his thoughts aren't at full capacity when he gradually leans over, lips pressing lightly against Theo's. (Teddie's.) ]
[Theo doesn't think about how whenever he and Dom are close - he might be having the advantage of a confused or tired Dom's attention. And maybe he shouldn't feed off of that, maybe he shouldn't use that the way he does - but he yearns so much for connection that the second Dom's lips touch his, he's pushing into it. His hand reaches to cup Dom's cheek and he's tender with the kiss, especially at the angle he's splayed himself at - leaving the leading in Dom's hands, reciprocating warmly to every bit of it.]
[ It's like he knows reality is about to crash on the both of them soon, and that makes him cling on to the kiss even harder; chasing Theo's lips, brows knitted and eyes shut, touching his face and licking his tongue. Had this happened in the beginning of the month and all self-restraint would be gone, but sadness and longing are in command of every other emotion now, so desperately hopeful that this won't end with his boyfriend's mirror telling him they can never do this again. Dom shifts his position, food and drink set aside, and slides his hand behind Theo's nape, angling his head with the softest whimper. ]
[Theo shifts - finally pushing up a little, turning in toward Dom, elbow into the bed and his other arm reaching for him. He slings it around Dom's neck, pressing into the kiss with a swipe of his tongue, a huff of breath between the two of them as he fights to keep on kissing without breaking away. It feels natural - comforting - and he wonders if that's fate or just his penchant for being a little too easy of a lay.
His hand slides up the back of Dom's head, playing against the short cut of his hair, a soft grunt against his lips before he finally breaks the kiss. He doesn't pull away, he just lingers - nose to nose, lips touching lips.]
[ After the telling shiver, the way Dom sweetly chases more contact and takes a weak little breath then Theo stops, the weight in his heart suddenly feels so — liquid. Pouring into every muscle, like he just realized he either drank poison or medicine. Nose to nose, Theo's fingers playing with his hair, Dom's expression twists, neither fully angry nor sad. Guilty, maybe, is what that is. ]
I like this too. [ Voice lowered, dumb and vulnerable. ] ... Am I cheating on Teddie?
[Theo's voice is soft - he's trying to feel this out the right way, even if he's selfishly wanting to guide it a certain way. But honesty wins out, and while he continues to play with Dom's hair - he shifts a little, putting a sliver more space between them as he fondly gazes at Dom.]
Do you - kiss other people, besides him?
[Has he asked this? Never hurts to confirm.]
Like, I'm never going to replace him. Me. But I like you- I wanna stick around you. I know my place, I promise.
[ Now is not the time to let a thought like but if he asked me to just be with him I wouldn't think twice about saying yes, because that makes him sad and — for some reason — guiltier. This feels pathetic enough while it's all happening inside his head; he doesn't want that to spill out. What doesn't make him sad when the new moon comes around, anyway?
I know I'll never be him, and he's gotta be your number one, right? I won't ever get in the way of that. I deserve a happy ending somewhere, with certainty.
[So as much fun as it would be to Scarlet Witch himself and steal his own life, he - he won't? Plus, he's got it pretty okay here. This is just selfish, wanting a boyfriend who knows him more than he knows his boyfriend. He's already got a wife and a good set up...]
[ Who knows how that works, but the fact that Theo can seemingly understand him so well just — makes Dom want to leap back into the proposed kiss. Eyelids low, he leans in, crushes their lips, caresses Theo's face one tentative gesture at a time, until courage guides his hands. Playing with brown hair, anchoring his palm on his nape, pausing to lick his own lips and breathe, resuming to use the shyest touch of teeth, he thinks: I missed you so much. ]
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(He sees the public posts and wonders if everyone's just pretending they're not from here, or if he's insane for being the only one who's unhappy.) ]
Uhm. Yeah. Hot chocolate, please.
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[Theo has direction. He pauses for a second, then gets to work - buzzing around, if not briefly departing to secure a mug and hot water - getting the help to secure him a cup of warm milk instead. He grins upon re-entry, packet of warm cocoa in hand, and he sheepishly approaches the bed. God, when was the last time he was nervous about asking to get into bed with someone?]
Is it cool if I uh, sit?
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Dom nods. He'd really like him to sit, yeah. He can't believe that's even an option right now. ]
Thanks, Teddie.
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What d'you usually do on new moons? Netfl- uh, movies and chill?
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Not really. My moms try to get me to do stuff so I don't stay in bed all day, but… I don't know. It's not that I'm super fucking exhausted, it's just really hard to, like. Exist.
[ Looking down without drinking. Pouting, almost. ]
It's dumb.
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[It's - werewolf shit. Exactly a thought (and phrase) Teddie's used before, not that Theo'd know it. He's pulling from his pockets two more things - bundles of cookies wrapped in tissues. He stole these from some serving tray earlier, but never eaten them. He offers two of the four to Dom.]
Gives me a better idea of how to help, though. Make you at least get around and walk? Later, though. 'Cause I'm feeling lazy as shit right now too. It's cozy in here.
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[ Regardless of the moon's effects, Teddie's scent is still strong in Theo, and Dom is so desperate to come close, nuzzle his neck, find comfort and warmth in the familiarity. But this isn't his boyfriend. They're barely friends. Dom should feel lucky that they're even that. ]
Why are you so nice to me?
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I want to be friends. That's what friends do, right? Witches have to take care of their own, too. There's - there's a few other people in a coven here I can introduce you to sometime. I just know what it's like to be on your own and... I dunno, I don't want you to have to fight through things that way.
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... Are you gonna join their coven?
( juggles timelines )
[But he's not sure he really has that. As much as he wants to put himself into a spot, shave himself down for it, even - he's also trying to let himself go organically to where he's meant to be. He looks up at Dom, eyes a bit sad, but he's trying to smile.]
I always wanted to be part of a coven.
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I wouldn't be in a coven if it wasn't for you. Teddie.
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[Theo looks at him, leaning a little bit his way - shoulder bumping up against Dom. It's nice to think he was - good for something? For someone. He did good. Sometimes Theo forgets that he has any chance of leaving an impact on the world, when it just keeps recycling itself. When he is confronted by that positive change... it's nice.]
You're gonna have to tell me how the coven here compares to the one there. Got any hot goss on your coven? I'm listening. Especially if the gossip's about me.
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[ Arms crossed because he actually feels a little cold on these days. ]
I don't know what the coven here's like. Ours is kinda... intense. I can tell you names, but I don't know if you're gonna recognize any of them. Probably not.
[ Read: if you recognize other names but not mine I'm going to disappear into the ether ]
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[There will be absolutely zero recognition but, y'know, he's up for trying - just like he is up for slinking closer, being all coy about how he wants to lay next to Dom. "I'm a people person" translates into "I'm clingy for attention" every day.]
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Okay, uhm... there's Jules. Tori. [ And he names the rest that make up the seven (I have to give the blood witch a name, oops). Maybe he... also adjusts his position, a little bit, to welcome Theo's closeness, looking at him to check if the names ring any bells. ]
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I don't know them. Lame.
[Thankfully Dom spares him the mention of Jules' surname Bennet.]
But at least I know you now.
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Dom seems a little... dazed, or maybe he just looks as tired as he feels, and his thoughts aren't at full capacity when he gradually leans over, lips pressing lightly against Theo's. (Teddie's.) ]
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His hand slides up the back of Dom's head, playing against the short cut of his hair, a soft grunt against his lips before he finally breaks the kiss. He doesn't pull away, he just lingers - nose to nose, lips touching lips.]
I like this.
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I like this too. [ Voice lowered, dumb and vulnerable. ] ... Am I cheating on Teddie?
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[Theo's voice is soft - he's trying to feel this out the right way, even if he's selfishly wanting to guide it a certain way. But honesty wins out, and while he continues to play with Dom's hair - he shifts a little, putting a sliver more space between them as he fondly gazes at Dom.]
Do you - kiss other people, besides him?
[Has he asked this? Never hurts to confirm.]
Like, I'm never going to replace him. Me. But I like you- I wanna stick around you. I know my place, I promise.
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[ Now is not the time to let a thought like but if he asked me to just be with him I wouldn't think twice about saying yes, because that makes him sad and — for some reason — guiltier. This feels pathetic enough while it's all happening inside his head; he doesn't want that to spill out. What doesn't make him sad when the new moon comes around, anyway?
Weakly, ]
What do you mean by your place?
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[So as much fun as it would be to Scarlet Witch himself and steal his own life, he - he won't? Plus, he's got it pretty okay here. This is just selfish, wanting a boyfriend who knows him more than he knows his boyfriend. He's already got a wife and a good set up...]
So maybe we can keep kissing?
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