[ honestly why did he bother waking julian. he's not exactly the most comforting person in the world. talking is his least favorite thing in the world unless its about himself, or like, someone he really hates. ]
( why was he woken up for this. josh couldn't have waited like another hour? god. here julian was just trying to peacefully get a little more sleep and apparently he's not even allowed that. why does he even bother putting up with josh again?
but if josh is going to be noisy about it he'll just. reach up, wrap an arm around his midsection, and drag him back flat down onto the mattress again. maybe his tired will rub off on josh and he'll go back to sleep, too. )
at least the physical contact is nice. his powers are off to the fucking races the moment their bodies touch, giving a burst of warm tinglies as he drops his head down on the pillow. ]
... He gave me some presents and offered me a deal.
( this is the opposite of the sleep he wanted. but fine, julian will settle for some more time to lay down. so he shoves his face into josh's neck, takes a deep breath. )
Yeah? It the kind of deal you want to make with Satan?
( when did he become okay with cuddling? this is weird. but he's not complaining about it, just throwing a leg over josh's hips and getting himself comfortable. )
You can manipulate bodies down to their individual cells, your control over that crap's fine. But when something pisses you off or upsets you? That's when shit gets dicey. It's not your power, it's your emotions that ruin it for you.
( with an arm raising to (gently, he's still waking up) slap against josh's ribcage, over his heart. )
( it's been over a year since he lost his. he's had a shitton of time to adjust to not having--fleshy hands. julian isn't afraid of josh fucking it up, but he is afraid of figuring out what he's supposed to do when things--shift back to normal. "normal". )
[ he could say a lot to that. how he's touched julian trusts him this much. how he's glad he has him here because everything might suck, but at least he's not in this alone. he could make a joke about how effective julian'd be at hitch-hiking with some extra thumbs.
( josh goes for a corner. julian turns his head to press in deeper, teeth scraping against josh's lower lip before he sucks it into his mouth and swipes his tongue against it. pulls a little before letting go. )
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[ honestly why did he bother waking julian. he's not exactly the most comforting person in the world. talking is his least favorite thing in the world unless its about himself, or like, someone he really hates. ]
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( why was he woken up for this. josh couldn't have waited like another hour? god. here julian was just trying to peacefully get a little more sleep and apparently he's not even allowed that. why does he even bother putting up with josh again?
but if josh is going to be noisy about it he'll just. reach up, wrap an arm around his midsection, and drag him back flat down onto the mattress again. maybe his tired will rub off on josh and he'll go back to sleep, too. )
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at least the physical contact is nice. his powers are off to the fucking races the moment their bodies touch, giving a burst of warm tinglies as he drops his head down on the pillow. ]
... He gave me some presents and offered me a deal.
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Yeah? It the kind of deal you want to make with Satan?
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[ he loops his arms comfortably around julian, letting one hand cradle the back of his head. ]
Less of a deal and more a gift, I guess... He's offering me more control over my powers.
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( when did he become okay with cuddling? this is weird. but he's not complaining about it, just throwing a leg over josh's hips and getting himself comfortable. )
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[ guess he's here now. trapped forever. ]
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( soft, mumbled as his eyes close again. )
It's your heart, you idiot.
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[ just kind of... petting his hair a little. nice and soft. ]
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( god josh it isn't hard to notice. )
You can manipulate bodies down to their individual cells, your control over that crap's fine. But when something pisses you off or upsets you? That's when shit gets dicey. It's not your power, it's your emotions that ruin it for you.
( with an arm raising to (gently, he's still waking up) slap against josh's ribcage, over his heart. )
Those're what get you into crap every time.
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I know that.
[ but. ]
I had control before I came here. Real control. Of myself and my powers.
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( idly, before he shifts his weight over a bit until he's nearly on top of josh.)
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World went to hell. Then I went to Hell.
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World was always hell, it just got worse.
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Maybe. But normal hell didn't involve the Avengers defending hate rallies, or like, impending extinction.
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( clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth, before he's leaning down a little, until their foreheads touch. )
I want you to fix my hands.
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and then they snap open. ]
Are you sure?
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( not a direct answer, maybe. but an answer nonetheless. )
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I wouldn't.
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( it's been over a year since he lost his. he's had a shitton of time to adjust to not having--fleshy hands. julian isn't afraid of josh fucking it up, but he is afraid of figuring out what he's supposed to do when things--shift back to normal. "normal". )
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instead he kisses the corner of julian's mouth. ]
Okay.
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And don't fuck around with Teddy anymore.
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Dude, I was out of my mind horny. You're the only one I fuck around with.
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( because teddy made him mad and then he couldn't even beat him up to feel better. )
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[ though you know... shapeshifters have fascinating biology. ]
Won't happen again. I promise.
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