[ he was right to flinch, and with the snapped yell thrown at him, jayce's skin jolts in place, frozen and feeling the weight of responsibility drag the pit of his stomach down the drain. viktor never raised his voice, not even when jayce had once to him. he hates doing this. he's going to hate a great many things he'll have to do— it is not the first. it is not the last. he has to tell himself that it was viktor who asked this of him, to keep unwavering, to keep strong. forgive him . . . one day. ]
I—
[ the single word claws out the cracks of his throat, dry and on the verge of a tremor, one he must swallow down tightly, clicking between his teeth and torn lips. when jayce inhales, closes his eyes with fluted eyebrows, he sees . . . everything he needs to see. gripping his partner's shoulder in front of a blackboard. looking up at the mage who saved his life. viktor hovering with him in a fantastical expanse of blue magic and elated grins. his elegant features staring back at him after pronouncing his name, a racy look in his amber eyes— he'd just saved him, again, from plunging off a ledge.
only you can show me this. he'd never forget those words, carved into his heart and making it bloom. jayce can't take it. his thoughts race, they burn at his tongue, until it shoves him to speak what courses in his ears, in his veins.
it is not without some thought. it is not without sure, steady words, battered from time but a stronghold as tough as diamonds: a truth that he would never again hide from this viktor, what was the answer to this future wish, even if he wouldn't understand it now. his lips press tightly together— and then it's out. ]
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I—
[ the single word claws out the cracks of his throat, dry and on the verge of a tremor, one he must swallow down tightly, clicking between his teeth and torn lips. when jayce inhales, closes his eyes with fluted eyebrows, he sees . . . everything he needs to see. gripping his partner's shoulder in front of a blackboard. looking up at the mage who saved his life. viktor hovering with him in a fantastical expanse of blue magic and elated grins. his elegant features staring back at him after pronouncing his name, a racy look in his amber eyes— he'd just saved him, again, from plunging off a ledge.
only you can show me this. he'd never forget those words, carved into his heart and making it bloom. jayce can't take it. his thoughts race, they burn at his tongue, until it shoves him to speak what courses in his ears, in his veins.
it is not without some thought. it is not without sure, steady words, battered from time but a stronghold as tough as diamonds: a truth that he would never again hide from this viktor, what was the answer to this future wish, even if he wouldn't understand it now. his lips press tightly together— and then it's out. ]
I love you.