[ Hugo huffed at the comparison. Whether it was due to Caleb and Lycaon being similar or the declaration that he couldn't, the vampire does not immediately answer. Instead, he takes time to enjoy the feeling of the tiefling in his arms and the tail wrapped around him as if it was attempting to tether them both. ]
I'm not going to tell you to stay. If it is too painful, then my opinion is that you should run. We've both lived a lifetime of avoiding these pains. Telling you to face them or giving you false hope is beyond my power.
[ One of his hands moves to Molly's hair, petting and soothing it down. ]
The only thing I can say is that I ... hoped. That I wouldn't have to say goodbye to you again so soon.
You're terrible, you know that? [ his tone is teasing, light, a gentle rumble that sounds almost like a purr starting deep in his chest. ] You could've begged me to stay, made a big show of it and everything. Instead of being so damn reasonable.
[ it's still appreciated, the honesty of it all. that unwavering support that he's missed in their time apart.
Molly tilts his head back to look at him, reaching to cup the side of the blond man's face. affection laces his expression, from his eyes to the lines of his mouth. he won't be alone in this, at least, if it gets too much there is a safe space to retreat too─ a safe person. ]
Don't you worry that handsome head of yours, love. You're stuck with me this time around. [ that is honesty, raw and painfully real. ] For better or worse.
If that's the case, next time you start getting cold feet, I will have to start reciting lines from romantic plays at you until you respond.
[ It took a lot to be reasonable. It took even more to admit that he wanted Molly to stay. Hugo leans into the touch, meeting the look with a pitiful one of his own. Holding someone as 'important' was still something he had problems accepting, but it felt ..complicated when Molly looked at him like that. ]
How rude of you. Wanting to stick our problems out together is a terrible task. It would mean such awful things like ... like talking about our feelings and spending more time together when we push ourselves beyond our limits. Could we really be so brave?
[ The laugh Hugo gives is light. It was easier to poke fun at themselves than it was to attempt to suggest the right thing. He wanted Molly to stay, but by darkness was it the second most difficult thing he's had to say in the last month. ]
For better or worse. Bound in happiness and in sorrow.
[ Molly had fought it, at first, tried to keep himself at a distance, tried to keep things casual. it got harder each time they met and parted, each time he found himself wanting to stay longer than he should. holding someone that close was, and still is, terrifying. he can't run if he's tangled up in someone else, he can't run if he has to consider how it effect someone else.
it's only now as he leans on Hugo, as he tangles himself up in the other man, that he thinks about how cruel he has been to the blond. how cruel he's been to himself. ]
It's terribly rude of me, I know. [ gently his thumb caresses Hugo's cheek and Molly leans forward to rest his forehead against Hugo's. ] Mm, it'll be difficult. Getting to spend more time with you, one of highlights of my life, without the worry of packing up come morning? Ah, such bravery will test us.
[ Molly, despite every instinct screaming otherwise, wants to stay. wants to hold onto this precious thing he could never bring himself to discard like he had so many others before. wants to let people in instead of keeping them at arms length. he wants to rest for once in his gods damn life.
and most terrifying of all; he doesn't want to be alone anymore. ]
Gods, we're fucked aren't we? The beds been made and it's time we lay in it.
[ He couldn't help teasing the tiefling. Molly disappearing had become so normal that he stopped expecting a change after the first few times, looking forward to the reunions instead. It suited Hugo just as well. To hear him speaking as if he means to remain. Hell forbid, maybe even put down roots in his City of Insanity. Hugo wondered what sort of power that little nerd held over Molly's heart. ]
Well. I am going to Mexico, no matter how many different methods of travel they build into that dog. I intend to come back, but understand I will be heavily tempted to do battle with the sun instead.
[ There was no way that he was going to settle down EVEN CLOSER to the equator than this city already was. No, thank you. He doesn't actually enjoy the thought of frying being an everyday occurrence. ]
[ he'll get to actually sleep in for once! although he will have to see about replacing the bed. it's far too small, for one, and lumpy in places that Mollymauk is positive it shouldn't be. maybe he'll ever consider giving the place a few personal touches, brighten it up a little, just so everything isn't so bland and boring.
a problem for later, because thinking on it for too long will only make him anxious again. ]
You're leaving me in my time of need is what you're doing. [ he pouts but there isn't any weight to his words. ] All for that terrible Mexico sun that will only ruin your complexion.
[ Hugo chuckles, tilting his head just enough to press his nose against his cheek. He would not say that it was a good feeling to have heard Molly intend to stay. He was being spoiled, really. It was better to know that something was truly worth staying and seeing to the end.
It was also nice to have a key somewhere. Now the next time he gets pushed into the 'what's your address' corner, he can just give someone Molly's instead of Lycaon's. This was so much better for his cover. It all works out. ]
It will do far more than ruin my complexion. I do not plan to be out in it whatsoever.
And you will have Lycaon, who has probably spent this entire time pacing and whining like a puppy who's been left at home for the first time.
[ and he would happily accept whatever Hugo sends his way in an effort to keep his own location a secret. hell, he could make a game out of it if he really wanted too. and should the worst come to pass and unsavoury sorts comes knocking on his door in hopes to find Hugo, his friend will have a head start. ]
Good, I'd hate to have you come back to me all crispy.
[ the image of Lycaon pacing and whining does bring a fond smile to his face. ]
I suppose I will. We can keep each other company while you're gone. I promise I'll make sure to take him for walks every day and keep him enriched as too not miss you terribly.
Other than the missing scent, I don't think he'll really notice. Lycaon tends to keep himself busy. He'll have shifts at The vogue. His current interest of leaning Jurassic languages. There's plenty of people in the network for him to bother. Of course, also you're here, especially since he knows you need the attention right now.
[ He counted them off on his fingers, putting them down when he came to the end. ]
There is also Caleb here. And when you are not brave enough to see him, you have the ability to call me on the phone instead. We made a deal about the day after my birthday, didn't we?
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I'm not going to tell you to stay. If it is too painful, then my opinion is that you should run. We've both lived a lifetime of avoiding these pains. Telling you to face them or giving you false hope is beyond my power.
[ One of his hands moves to Molly's hair, petting and soothing it down. ]
The only thing I can say is that I ... hoped. That I wouldn't have to say goodbye to you again so soon.
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[ it's still appreciated, the honesty of it all. that unwavering support that he's missed in their time apart.
Molly tilts his head back to look at him, reaching to cup the side of the blond man's face. affection laces his expression, from his eyes to the lines of his mouth. he won't be alone in this, at least, if it gets too much there is a safe space to retreat too─ a safe person. ]
Don't you worry that handsome head of yours, love. You're stuck with me this time around. [ that is honesty, raw and painfully real. ] For better or worse.
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[ It took a lot to be reasonable. It took even more to admit that he wanted Molly to stay. Hugo leans into the touch, meeting the look with a pitiful one of his own. Holding someone as 'important' was still something he had problems accepting, but it felt ..complicated when Molly looked at him like that. ]
How rude of you. Wanting to stick our problems out together is a terrible task. It would mean such awful things like ... like talking about our feelings and spending more time together when we push ourselves beyond our limits. Could we really be so brave?
[ The laugh Hugo gives is light. It was easier to poke fun at themselves than it was to attempt to suggest the right thing. He wanted Molly to stay, but by darkness was it the second most difficult thing he's had to say in the last month. ]
For better or worse. Bound in happiness and in sorrow.
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it's only now as he leans on Hugo, as he tangles himself up in the other man, that he thinks about how cruel he has been to the blond. how cruel he's been to himself. ]
It's terribly rude of me, I know. [ gently his thumb caresses Hugo's cheek and Molly leans forward to rest his forehead against Hugo's. ] Mm, it'll be difficult. Getting to spend more time with you, one of highlights of my life, without the worry of packing up come morning? Ah, such bravery will test us.
[ Molly, despite every instinct screaming otherwise, wants to stay. wants to hold onto this precious thing he could never bring himself to discard like he had so many others before. wants to let people in instead of keeping them at arms length. he wants to rest for once in his gods damn life.
and most terrifying of all; he doesn't want to be alone anymore. ]
Gods, we're fucked aren't we? The beds been made and it's time we lay in it.
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[ He couldn't help teasing the tiefling. Molly disappearing had become so normal that he stopped expecting a change after the first few times, looking forward to the reunions instead. It suited Hugo just as well. To hear him speaking as if he means to remain. Hell forbid, maybe even put down roots in his City of Insanity. Hugo wondered what sort of power that little nerd held over Molly's heart. ]
Well. I am going to Mexico, no matter how many different methods of travel they build into that dog. I intend to come back, but understand I will be heavily tempted to do battle with the sun instead.
[ There was no way that he was going to settle down EVEN CLOSER to the equator than this city already was. No, thank you. He doesn't actually enjoy the thought of frying being an everyday occurrence. ]
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[ he'll get to actually sleep in for once! although he will have to see about replacing the bed. it's far too small, for one, and lumpy in places that Mollymauk is positive it shouldn't be. maybe he'll ever consider giving the place a few personal touches, brighten it up a little, just so everything isn't so bland and boring.
a problem for later, because thinking on it for too long will only make him anxious again. ]
You're leaving me in my time of need is what you're doing. [ he pouts but there isn't any weight to his words. ] All for that terrible Mexico sun that will only ruin your complexion.
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It was also nice to have a key somewhere. Now the next time he gets pushed into the 'what's your address' corner, he can just give someone Molly's instead of Lycaon's. This was so much better for his cover. It all works out. ]
It will do far more than ruin my complexion. I do not plan to be out in it whatsoever.
And you will have Lycaon, who has probably spent this entire time pacing and whining like a puppy who's been left at home for the first time.
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Good, I'd hate to have you come back to me all crispy.
[ the image of Lycaon pacing and whining does bring a fond smile to his face. ]
I suppose I will. We can keep each other company while you're gone. I promise I'll make sure to take him for walks every day and keep him enriched as too not miss you terribly.
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[ He counted them off on his fingers, putting them down when he came to the end. ]
There is also Caleb here. And when you are not brave enough to see him, you have the ability to call me on the phone instead. We made a deal about the day after my birthday, didn't we?