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[ a mutant and a dreamer aren't the strangest pairing in the universe. an ex-assassin and a goth farmer barely scratch the surface of strange. when josh had breezed into town, it had been with the intention of staying only a night. long enough to get his bearings on his never-ending quest to outrun his past. he hadn't expected to find anything - or anyone worth staying for.

what's strange is how peaceful life is.

how quiet things are on this little patch of heaven nestled in the virginia countryside.

it probably won't last forever. but he's been around long enough to know nothing really does. while he's here they're focused, on a mission, trying to undo the connection between dreamer and dreamed.

ronan's dream things don't scare him. the - concept of the dreaming, of the reality warping, unsettles him for obvious reasons - but ronan isn't wanda. and if they can solve this mystery, if they can figure out how to infuse magic and life into one, then maybe it can be used to undo what she'd done. nothing about ronan scares him... even when it should. he'd shrugged off any warnings of the threat that lurked in his mind (dude, no offense but you couldn't kill me in a million years) and slept plastered to his side, practically daring the worst of ronan to come out and fight him.

because its not josh that ronan's dream things like to hurt. ]

Date: 2020-12-13 08:49 am (UTC)
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[ he keens as josh eases the claws out of his skin, pained and exhausted now that the adrenaline is flooding out of him and the extent of his injuries are making themselves known. but almost before he can really feel it, josh's hands are on him. slumped against the older man, he tries to obediently keep his eyes on him, tries to ignore the sick guilt beginning to fill his chest as his boyfriend heals him.

he shouldn't have to. ronan should be beyond bringing back monsters like this. he should have better control by now.

he shudders, hand closing in josh's pantsleg, leg pushing weakly at the monster they'd killed. ]
Fuck, [ he mumbles, feeling his skin knit together and the warmth of josh's powers wash through him. ] 'M sorry.

Date: 2020-12-13 09:09 am (UTC)
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[ now that he's healed, he aches, body and soul. he hates this, hates his nightmares, hates that he'd put both of them in danger like this. and he gets it, he does, logically. he knows he's not the first person to struggle with his powers, he won't be the last. but why do his have to be like this?

his fingers twitch in josh's hold, and a part of him wants to protest, because they're bloody like the rest of him, but mostly he's comforted by the gesture, grateful for the warmth. ]


I'm used to.. taking care of them on my own. [ he'd just reacted, his body moving without his brain's consent. but even if he'd had time to think, he's not sure he would have done anything different. it's a night horror, something he created. it's his duty to deal with them.

he turns his head to push his face in against josh's body, eyes squeezing shut. ]
.. I wanna' get cleaned up. We can bury this thing later.

Date: 2020-12-13 09:52 am (UTC)
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[ he makes a startled noise as josh just picks him up, and if this were literally any other time, he'd be embarrassed. he's nineteen and a boxer, he's not some skinny little thing. but honestly, he just feels fucking fragile right now, like all the work he's put into getting better was worthless in the end, and his boyfriend's arms around him are about the only thing keeping him in one piece.

so instead of protesting, he curls his arms around josh's neck and shudders, throat feeling tight and painful. ]


No, [ he agrees, mumbling into josh's shoulder, waiting until they're in the bathroom to uncurl his long legs to put his feet on the floor. he sways for a moment, still clutching his boyfriend, reluctant to let go of him. but finally, he uncurls his arms from around him, pushing his boxer-briefs down his hips and kicking them off, vaguely dismayed when he realizes he's leaving blood smears over the tile. ]

Date: 2020-12-13 07:49 pm (UTC)
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[ he huffs a laugh that he doesn't actually feel at the suggestion, trying to focus on the comfort of josh's hand on his hip, his familiar warmth. ]

Yeah, that-- Yeah. [ ronan rarely takes baths over showers, even more rarely bubble baths, but at this point, josh could suggest going outside to clean off in the pond and he'd agree because josh is the one that said it. besides, curling up with his boyfriend in the tub doesn't sound awful right now.

he leans in briefly to push their brows together, then eases away from josh to step into the shower and directly under the spray, watching the water swirling under his feet as it goes red and black. ]
It's-- I-- [ he braces a hand against the wall, fingers curling into a fist. ] It's been months. [ since he brought something bad back. ]

Date: 2020-12-14 02:25 am (UTC)
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[ for a few moments, he's silent, glance lifting and blinking away the water running down his face. it doesn't feel like control when he has nightmares like this, when he fights the ugliest parts of himself and loses. it makes him want to get fucked up and fight. it makes him want the open road and the accelerator pushed to the metal.

instead, he uncurls his hand against the wall and steps in close against josh again, both hands coming up to cup the sides of his neck, fingers curling loosely in the hair behind his ears. he leans in to kiss him, coaxing, almost pleading. ]

Date: 2020-12-21 06:08 am (UTC)
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[ ronan lets himself be backed up beneath the spray, shoulders easing back against the cool tile as he curls his arms around josh's neck instead, keeping him close as they kiss. his fingers curl, kneading absently at the older man's nape, eyes sliding shut as the water cleans them both.

this-- this he can focus on right now, the pure physicality of josh in his arms, his mouth against his, his warmth and his hands. if he thinks about the dead night horror in their bedroom, how easily he could have died, how easily it might have killed opal or someone else if they'd been staying the night, he knows himself well enough to know how he'll react.

when the kiss finally ends, he's flushed and a little breathless, but he just moves his lips to the corner of josh's mouth, then his jaw, shifting to roll his hips against his boyfriend's. he's not hard, not yet, but he doesn't really care right now, either. ]

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