[mmmmmmm that's a big ol warning sign if church has ever felt on. fuck the snacks okay it's time to get serious about his boyfriend's emotional health. He rubs a hand in soothing circles across Ardyn's back.]
I think 'existing' is growing the pile. Just a smidge.
If neither of you is going to kill me, then I'm afraid existing is going to keep happening.
[He's trying. He's trying and he knows he deserves this but it doesn't make it less frustrating to want something so close so badly and know that it is still out of reach. And that's starting to show in the fraying of his mood, as well.]
Then the fuck do you want to do, you don't wanna leave him here, you don't wanna take him with us, you don't wanna kill him but you hate him with every fucking fiber of your being, so what do you want, Ardyn? I will fucking make it a reality if you can just figure that out.
[You know what Church he's going to take a deep breath and completely fucking ignore you for a minute.]
...I don't know.
[Arrange a touch-up appointment for his tattoo, because after two thousand years it probably needs one? Go out and buy the traditional engagement wineglasses and figure out what the fuck kind of wedding gift says 'I love you in spite of trying to murder you'? Sell his life story to the press and use the resulting funds to buy you all a spaceship?]
[It's frustrating (for someone with little patience to start with), because he wants to do something, anything, to fix this, and there is no fix. There's nothing for him but to be standing here like a physical anchor.
Because what he wants to say is of course it's that simple, what else could there be? But this--he's not sure he can truly understand it. Thousands of years of spite and hate and misery and...brotherhood. So he continues to glower at Izunia but, thankfully, keeps his mouth the fuck shut.]
Yes, well this time I'm expecting to get stabbed, so I suspect a rush decision will go much differently.
[he said, still clinging to his boyfriend rather than start throwing things from the armiger]
You realize that's incentive enough for myself and my family to end up clear across however many galaxies it takes for me to forget today's ever happened, right?
Okay, King Issues, you know that's not gonna happen. We'll end up wherever we end up, and it's gonna have nothing to do with what he's doing or where he is.
[Izunia, being the cowardly brother himself, knows that's unlikely to happen.
Especially because that would mean that Church and everyone else would never get their free shot.]
If you want to never see my face again, that's your absolute prerogative at this point. I...
[He fidgets. Admitting what he wants is hard when he knows the last thing he deserves is to get it, but - Ardyn doesn't seem to be putting anything on the table, does he? So if Izunia says nothing, they'll just continue circling around each other like this.]
...I would like to keep in contact, even if only in some small way to know that you're alive.
[the point being 'i will literally cross this universe if if means never having to see you again']
And why should I? My life is no longer your concern, and I'm not all that inclined to keep in touch with someone who stubbornly haunts the nightmares I unfortunately have as a mortal.
How the fuck is that not the--?! [He shuts his mouth instantly with a clack of teeth and set jaw and decides, okay, so, best course of action, pretend you're not here.]
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[Casual as Ardyn sounded, his hand curled into an iron grip on Church's shirt at the mention.]
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I think 'existing' is growing the pile. Just a smidge.
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[He's trying. He's trying and he knows he deserves this but it doesn't make it less frustrating to want something so close so badly and know that it is still out of reach. And that's starting to show in the fraying of his mood, as well.]
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...What are you planning to do now?
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...I don't know.
[Arrange a touch-up appointment for his tattoo, because after two thousand years it probably needs one? Go out and buy the traditional engagement wineglasses and figure out what the fuck kind of wedding gift says 'I love you in spite of trying to murder you'? Sell his life story to the press and use the resulting funds to buy you all a spaceship?]
I haven't exactly planned for any of this.
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[Deep breath.]
It's not as if I planned for this myself. So we may as well figure it out in a fucking hurry, if I'm not going to level this place out of spite.
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Because what he wants to say is of course it's that simple, what else could there be? But this--he's not sure he can truly understand it. Thousands of years of spite and hate and misery and...brotherhood. So he continues to glower at Izunia but, thankfully, keeps his mouth the fuck shut.]
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[Ardyn probably does not want that either.]
The shop and I aren't going anywhere.
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[he said, still clinging to his boyfriend rather than start throwing things from the armiger]
You realize that's incentive enough for myself and my family to end up clear across however many galaxies it takes for me to forget today's ever happened, right?
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Especially because that would mean that Church and everyone else would never get their free shot.]
If you want to never see my face again, that's your absolute prerogative at this point. I...
[He fidgets. Admitting what he wants is hard when he knows the last thing he deserves is to get it, but - Ardyn doesn't seem to be putting anything on the table, does he? So if Izunia says nothing, they'll just continue circling around each other like this.]
...I would like to keep in contact, even if only in some small way to know that you're alive.
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[the point being 'i will literally cross this universe if if means never having to see you again']
And why should I? My life is no longer your concern, and I'm not all that inclined to keep in touch with someone who stubbornly haunts the nightmares I unfortunately have as a mortal.
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Have a shrug, Ardyn.]
Well, you don't seem to know what you want.
[Make up your messy two thousand year old mind!]
If you don't want to, I have neither the desire nor the ability to force you.
[Because he does realize that Ardyn isn't likely to take desire alone as proof, not from his mouth.]