empathicfault: (Couch Nap)
Will Graham ([personal profile] empathicfault) wrote2023-06-18 11:04 am

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"Will Graham here. Leave a message."

[Open for text/audio/action/whatever.]
abrightboy: (wants to help)

[personal profile] abrightboy 2024-02-04 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
[Malcolm smiles as the dogs mob him before Will gets there, reaching down to scritch behind some ears until Will arrives and Malcolm squeezes him back just as tightly. He had a small glass of scotch himself, so he's not one to talk about the smell of whiskey.]

I got enough of it. [Malcolm says of Quiet Time, curling the blanket around Will before wrapping himself into the other half as he settles in next to him.] You time is better. [More soothing. More relaxing. More calming. He presses a kiss to Will's temple, then curls up against his shoulder.]
abrightboy: (just glad)

[personal profile] abrightboy 2024-02-05 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Malcolm smiles.]

Like how it’s going to be when we’re done here. Except we’ll have even more freedom in terms of where we can go.

[He lifts his head and looks at Will.]

I had a lot of fun, you know. On the planet. Doing all that. That’s not weird, right?
abrightboy: (excited to tell)

[personal profile] abrightboy 2024-02-05 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
[His smile gets broader, brighter.]

I’ll practice with you more. …In the Enclosure, where I can’t accidentally kill you.

[His fingers fidget absently with a button on Will’s shirt.]

I think it means we’ve made the right plans for our future, that it felt so right. And… for a little while at the start, it was like we were the only two people on the planet and it was… peaceful. Even with the monsters and stuff. Because that kind of threat is quantifiable, but removing… society really took more pressure off than I expected. I guess… I guess I knew that I live with a sort of constant awareness of… of the gaze and expectations of other people, but I really thought… I thought it didn’t affect me like it used to. Well. It doesn’t affect me like it used to. But. It’s still… a Thing. Which is annoying. [He scrunches up his nose a little at the thought.]