[Jayce smiles, eyes crinkling at the corners, unable to help himself at how affectionate he must look right now. Hearing Viktor’s voice, the deadpan and dry humor of his little jokes. His steadfast determination. He has to save him. He has to. There’s no future he wants to be a part of without Viktor in it. He’s deciding that, here and now. Even if it’s nothing more than this- their conversations, their discoveries, and the occasional moment where he can lay his head in his best friend’s lap. That’s enough.]
I think I’m losing the wager here. Another few minutes and I’m definitely going to be asleep. I should get up and go home unless you want me drooling on your pants.
You're not supposed to show your hand so openly, Jayce. [ His tone is amused again as he looks back at Jayce. Gods, he's beautiful. Is a really sudden thought to have for your partner whose head is in your lap, but this is where Viktor is right now, after everything. He sighs and shakes his head, bringing a light touch to Jayce's cheek where it lingers for probably a second too long. ]
You seem comfortable like this. [ An affectionate look returned. ]
And a little bit of drool isn't the worst of things that have gotten on my pants. [ Viktor?? Please?! He flushes because that sure...sounds suggestive. ]
Having you trek all the way back to Miss Kiramman's under the effects of sleep would be impractical when you can just sleep here. I'll wake you up in an hour or so. [ If he doesn't fall asleep himself, which he will, given the stress of it all coming to an end. ]
[He can do it in very rare occasions, but a time like this? When everything is soft at the edges of his vision, the comfort of sleep taking him as Viktor touches his cheek, just the barest friction on his skin, and then it's gone.
Suggestive or not, Jayce's mind goes elsewhere.]
Lubricant's much worse.
[Like machine oil lubricant, obviously. That stuff's really hard to get out if you don't take care of it right away, and he's had to throw away pants that had enough soil marks. A sigh, as Jayce turns onto his side, head still in Viktor's lap.]
It's a good thing you didn't venture into Zaun more often. [ Jayce would have been eaten alive, honestly. But Viktor sounds and looks fond as he says it.
His face also contorts into something of embarrassment with the words lubricant, and Viktor's own mind goes elsewhere for a second or two before he coughs lightly into his hand and huffs. Machine oil lubricant, obviously. ]
Just an hour, Jayce. Sleep. [ Does he absentmindedly run his hand through Jayce's hair for a second or two? Yes, yes he does. He doesn't really register that he's doing it but it's something of a soothing motion for them both, probably. Is this normal lab partner behavior? Absolutely.
He hums a little, and they are definitely not getting woken up within the hour because Viktor will most certainly without a doubt pass out as well. But they get an A for effort?? ]
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I think I’m losing the wager here. Another few minutes and I’m definitely going to be asleep. I should get up and go home unless you want me drooling on your pants.
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You seem comfortable like this. [ An affectionate look returned. ]
And a little bit of drool isn't the worst of things that have gotten on my pants. [ Viktor?? Please?! He flushes because that sure...sounds suggestive. ]
Having you trek all the way back to Miss Kiramman's under the effects of sleep would be impractical when you can just sleep here. I'll wake you up in an hour or so. [ If he doesn't fall asleep himself, which he will, given the stress of it all coming to an end. ]
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[He can do it in very rare occasions, but a time like this? When everything is soft at the edges of his vision, the comfort of sleep taking him as Viktor touches his cheek, just the barest friction on his skin, and then it's gone.
Suggestive or not, Jayce's mind goes elsewhere.]
Lubricant's much worse.
[Like machine oil lubricant, obviously. That stuff's really hard to get out if you don't take care of it right away, and he's had to throw away pants that had enough soil marks. A sigh, as Jayce turns onto his side, head still in Viktor's lap.]
Just an hour, okay?
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His face also contorts into something of embarrassment with the words lubricant, and Viktor's own mind goes elsewhere for a second or two before he coughs lightly into his hand and huffs. Machine oil lubricant, obviously. ]
Just an hour, Jayce. Sleep. [ Does he absentmindedly run his hand through Jayce's hair for a second or two? Yes, yes he does. He doesn't really register that he's doing it but it's something of a soothing motion for them both, probably. Is this normal lab partner behavior? Absolutely.
He hums a little, and they are definitely not getting woken up within the hour because Viktor will most certainly without a doubt pass out as well. But they get an A for effort?? ]