yves & marcoh

[noirges]

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[boxcar]

Alright.

[ He's welcome to stay in a blanket pile in their weird ass room where Lucas cries at night and sometimes Marcoh just gets him a glass of water to put on his bedside so he can rehydrate in the morning... ]

We'll get something going with blankets.

[noirges]

[ sure that sounds about right for this weird heckin room ]

I have blankets and pillows from when I bring them around during curfew. It should be okay.

Thanks for letting me impose. I'll try to make sure it doesn't last long.

[boxcar]

[ Looks at my clock and then at you like ?

Anyway. ]

You're not imposing.

[ A beat pause as he seems to think, and then he just. Suddenly reaches over and noogies Yves a bit. ]

[noirges]

[ i was trying so hard to clear my inbox

but honestly? he startles. there is a very sharp feeling of surprise and uncertainty, even as he ducks a little bit under the noogie ]

Marcoh?

[ and then just the smallest barely there sliver of hope ]

[boxcar]

Elysia told me to give you one.

[noirges]

Ellie did...?

[boxcar]

She did. I guess she thought you needed one.

[noirges]

[ . . . some fondness, some sadness ]

I guess Ellie does always know best.

[boxcar]

She's always looking out for you.

[ He feels Yves knows, but it's worth saying anyway. ]

[noirges]

... I know. I'm fortunate for that.

I wish I'd stop worrying people, even still. But it keeps happening even when I don't intend it.

[boxcar]

People worry about you because they love you, Yves.

[noirges]

[ . . . ]

I don't think I really did anything worthy of love today.

But I understand. [ does he? ]

[boxcar]

I hope you do.