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[freneticism]

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2/2; several minutes later

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[ ...... oh right ]

I'm fine, don't start worrying.

1/???

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you should lead with "i'm fine" next time, please.

[ it's only fair, especially since zetes thinks he can remember a time when sebastian had to tell him the same. ]

2/4 i think

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what happened???

3/4

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also yeah i think they have the right.

I'M DONE

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but HEY
i might have enough toothpaste to get it out?

1/some number

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[ ...damn it, this is one of those times he has to concern himself with the actual feelings of other people, isn't it. or. well, person. whose feelings he cares about very much! fuck. >C

is it time for actual sincerity oh yes, that's right.]

I'll lead with that next time. On the off-chance there is a next time

[ be realistic, sebastian, there will be a next time ]

Yeah. I'll do that. Got it.

2

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Hey--I'm sorry I worried you. I just did that thing where I forgot to think before I hit send; you know how it goes when you have the emotional sophistication of lint.

[ lint that periodically fails to remember someone else cares about his safety and well-being now, really. damn it!!! ]

It's really fine, promise. There was a slight altercation with a wall.

OKAY I TOO AM DONE

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?? Do you use toothpaste on bloodstains? It would beat spitting on it I guess.

1/3

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next time. don't forget.

[ there will definitely be a next time.

but he gets it!!! he does. sebastian has lived a life in which very few people were texting him on a regular basis to make sure he was okay. which is horribly unfair, but that's another discussion entirely. for now, some reassurance is in order. ]

i know it's hard for you. i mean, as a very cute piece of lint that i have imagined carrying around in my pocket on more than one occasion.
just know that i appreciate knowing that you're not bleeding out somewhere.

2/3

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and on another serious note i'm sure i've warned you about walls in the past.
they can be pretty aggressive.
gotta keep your eyes on those walls.

[ 'serious,' he says. ]

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toothpaste or meat tenderizer, yeah! 'course i forgot my meat tenderizer this time.
but spit also works, don't knock spit.

1/however many tags it takes for sebastian to process his feelings

[polemic]

I would never knock spit.

[polemic]

Anyway, the wall insulted your honor. My duty as fiance was clear.

[polemic]

Okay, walls and spit aside.

You know you make everything worth it, right?

THE END PROBABLY

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By "everything" I mean everything that makes walls look so punchable.

[ so ............... more or less the entire world. ]

1/3

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spit's cool.
much cooler than walls, i feel like they get worse every day.

2/3

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that's sweet of you to say, though.
the kind of sweet that makes me wanna tear up in this drugstore, so. you know you've said something right.

[ seriously, his heart is aching. ]

i'm glad you feel that way.

[ cause if he can make everything worth it, he doesn't really need to do anything else. life fulfilled. ]

3/3

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now remind me what the protocol is for split knuckles.
bandaids? gauze? a lot of kisses? all of the above?

1/2

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[ heart aching: party of two, which is just. uGGGghhhHhhh sebastian refuses to be part of this. or would, if he had any choice. fortunately he doesn't, so instead he just smiles like a moron at his phone, thankfully unseen by anyone who has ever met him. because they would think he was some kind of pod person imposter. one who experiences joy ever. ]

It's fine, you don't have to pick up any of that.

done!

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[ ten seconds later, after sebastian realizes there is no possibly way that will happen: ]

Never mind, forget I said that.

gauze and Aquaphor
Kisses can't hurt either. You sap.

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[ it's a good thing that sebastian texts back. otherwise zetes would have returned to the hotel with a ridiculous number of bags full of bandaids and gauze and creams and splints and maybe even an entire cast for sebasian's hand boasting some shockingly accurate measurements. ]

oh, you know me.
kisses are never in short supply. always make sure i've got a substantial stock.

[ cue him heading off to find all the other ingredients needed to patch up a fiance. ]

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Listen. Before I lose my nerve here: just because it's not always easy for me doesn't mean you should let me off the hook. I want this - us - enough to work for it. Always will.

Don't cry in the first aid aisle. Or say anything! You'll make me blush and you know I hate that.

[ will he actually blush though--maybe; possibly no one has less idea how to deal with sincerity from sebastian than like. sebastian. ]

1/2

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i'd never let you off the hook. you're such a catch.

done ;u;

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[ but seriously. he’s going to pause in his hunt to focus on texting back, a box of bandaids under his arm, because he can’t miss a chance to make sebastian blush. or a chance to be painfully sincere, as is the zetes way. if sebastian isn't shying away, then neither should he. ]

i know you do and i know you will. you never make me doubt that.
and i’m gonna be here whether it’s easy or not. always, forever, as long as i can.
so don't get tired of me.

[ and he’s not quite crying. he’s tearing up just enough to make the pharmacist behind the counter look at him worriedly when he finally glances up from his phone and grabs the aquaphor. the best he can do is give her a reassuring wave and a watery smile before he sets off again. ]

1/2

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Jesus Christ.

[ HE'S TOTALLY NOT LAUGHING ..... he is definitely laughing, goddamn it zetes. ]