[O-oh. It kind of feels like he's still dreaming, maybe, but. This is so nice. It's so nice that he just wants to stay in this moment, hold it close and cherish it, despite how physically disgusting he felt.
Smiling helplessly, Nero brings a hand to Jason's cheek as well, and leans his forehead against his.]
[he has to catch himself from leaning into that gesture, but he goes still. Considering what Griffin was saying.
Was he still mad? He probably should be. There was a part of him that wanted to yell and scream about what had happened. And then there was another part of him that wanted to pull back from everything, knowing he definitely had full right to.
But the larger part of him?]
It’s not like I can forgive you. You didn’t hurt me. If you did, I woulda.
[Well, enjoy waiting some more, because Nero is not skimping on how long and hot this shower is. He needs it, and when he does come out, he looks significantly more alive and less foul smelling.]
Nero gestures with his head for Jason to follow, and leads him to a door that wasn't there before! Inside, the workshop is a sight from out of a medieval blacksmith's forge, but with the soft touch of stained glass and roses growing over the walls.
His newest designs are posted up by the drafting desk.]
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[he just. can't help himself, dragging his hand lightly through his hair, and then dragging his fingertips softly down his cheek.]
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Smiling helplessly, Nero brings a hand to Jason's cheek as well, and leans his forehead against his.]
but you're the one who matters right now.
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[he laughs a little, and lowers his hand.]
You should tell someone. Anyone.
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tell them what?...
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[he doesn't fully understand, he can't really. but he knows other people will help.]
I can't tell Talon to back off.
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He runs his thumb over Jason's cheekbone, longingly.]
you matter because... your forgiveness matters to me.
I don't need it from anyone else.
[If Talon decided he could never forgive him, ultimately, Nero would live with that. But if Jason...]
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Was he still mad? He probably should be. There was a part of him that wanted to yell and scream about what had happened. And then there was another part of him that wanted to pull back from everything, knowing he definitely had full right to.
But the larger part of him?]
It’s not like I can forgive you. You didn’t hurt me. If you did, I woulda.
[he exhales, frustrated.]
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And yet he still longed.
He leans in, as though for a kiss, but presses his cheek to Jason's - intimate and warm, without breaking the boundaries set by his mistakes.]
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You need to get cleaned up. Looking like shit's normal with a hangover, but you really look it.
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fiiine. I'm gross, I get the hint.
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[he doesn't move out of the way of the touch, but he does fix his eyes on Nero.[
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don't make me breathe on you.
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As much as I'd like to watch that...
[Guess he WILL get up so he can shower and brush this teeth]
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even as he's mostly scritching a kitten's ear and staring at the art work]
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I see Naru's sucking up t'you.
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[who would be mean to a kitten.
not this guy.]
This new art you're working on?
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[Nero glances at the drawings Jason's looking at]
Oh. Those're kinda old. The newer stuff's in my workshop.
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[while he tries to shoo the kitten away now]
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Nero gestures with his head for Jason to follow, and leads him to a door that wasn't there before! Inside, the workshop is a sight from out of a medieval blacksmith's forge, but with the soft touch of stained glass and roses growing over the walls.
His newest designs are posted up by the drafting desk.]
Came in the other day. So did a training room.
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[so the dorm upgrades are going faster in general. but he looks at the designs, taking an interest in those for now.]
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A lot of roses, for sure. Gold crown and chains, or maybe a sword?? Decisions, decisions.]
Thanks. I figured I might try and learn some of this stuff.
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[he glances back at him.]
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