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He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not, 26 (Iris)

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I'm fine with that. I should leave the flat more often anyway.
We can meet by the ice cream shoppe? Sorry, that's just the location I know best. We don't need to get ice cream.

the ice cream shoppe works
we can even get ice cream

looking at that picture star took of me got me thinking
i kind of want some now

You should probably have something other than ice cream. But I won't say no.

I'll see you there, Jojo.

i'll just have dessert first
and you can mother me into real food after, fussyfangs

see you soon

[And off he goes, already turning over and over in his mind how he's going to approach this particular subject with tact and finesse, two things that he is absolutely known for achieving effortlessly in all matters.

It'll be better, though, to do this in person. Better that he can catch Adrian's hand and make him look him in the eyes, and reassure him in realtime. No painful "Jojo is typing..." lag. Yeah, it's harder on him in the short term, but it's better all around in the long one.

So he heads to the ice cream shoppe, idling in front of the big glass windows as it starts to occur to him that he's actually hungrier than he realized, and he really does want ice cream right now.]

[It hardly takes any time at all for Adrian to arrive, which isn't a surprise. He may still be recovering from lacerations, but he can still move like a vampire just fine.

When he sees Jotaro, his eyes do brighten up, and he walks a little faster to go to his side.]

Do you suppose they recognize us by now?

Well, you, at least. I'm pretty sure you're unforgettable.

[And yes, they are in public, and sometimes he's...got his reservations about that, but today Jotaro's movements are easy as he leans in and drops a kiss against Adrian's cheek once he's close enough to reach.]

Stealing my clothes again, I see. Hi.

Forever flattering me. Whatever shall I do with you?

[The simple affection is enough to make Adrian's playful smirk turn into a warm smile. He reaches for Jotaro's hand, interlinking their fingers.]

They're comfortable, and they smell like you. ...I know how that might sound, but my senses are more sensitive than yours. So it's-- a comfort.

Lucky for you I kinda like it. Besides, I've been Sanguis, I know how it is. Wanting things to smell right.

[It's so easy. The smiling, the hand-holding. This was a much, much better idea than texting — even if his palm is a little sweaty from his nerves.]

So. Let's get something in here, and then take a walk, and then I can...tell you about Jolyne.

I suppose that's true. You have a taste of what it's like for some of my instincts with you.

[Hell yes ice cream]

Of course. You know I will listen.

[Adrian takes his time considering his choices, but eventually he does decide he'd enjoy the java chip flavor they have. Coffee does nothing for him, but he does enjoy the flavor considerably.]

[Not being the FLAVOR CONNOISSEUR (snob) that his boyfriend is, Jotaro opts for the "point at thing that looks interesting and give me that" method of selection. Vanilla something with ribbons of caramel and fudge and raspberry.

This was a good idea, he thinks as they pay and head back out onto the street. It means he's got something to do with his hands — ice cream in one, Adrian's in the other. Things like this always go easier when his hands are busy.]

So. Jolyne is...a girl I met here. She's been here longer than me, and normally she's nineteen years old.

[Bless this ice cream, it gives him a natural break to pause and gather himself up.]

...And. She's painting my nails in that picture because...I guess, in the future, she's my daughter.

I see.

[Adrian is quiet, thoughtful. There is, of course, the natural instinct to let doubt seep in. Yes, of course, Jotaro will find others to love, nothing is permanent. But then, timelines... they're such a funny thing, aren't they.]

How do you feel about that?

She knows about you.

[It's...about what he'd expected. The quiet, the beginnings of growing withdrawn. At least Adrian hasn't pulled away, and at least it seems as though his eyes are still dry. That — he'd been more worried about that, it turns out, than he'd realized.]

I asked her, before you and I got...serious. She thinks it's great. Bugs me all the time about when she's going to get to meet you. She wants to know who's been making her dad so happy.

[He sighs. It's an answer, but it's not really the answer to the question, now is it?]

I promised her I'd make sure she exists. I can't just — it wouldn't be fair to her. To just...take all of that away from her.

[He swallows.]

But the truth is, every time I think about the future, you're the one who's always in it with me.

[Adrian tips his head down and looks at his ice cream as it slowly melts.]

All I want for my future is to be at your side, Jojo. There isn't anything left for me in Wallachia but regret and grief. And I couldn't begrudge you for ensuring Jolyne exists.

[He looks at Jotaro.]

I haven't figured out a way yet, but I want... to stay with you. But I will find a way. And she will live. I could not be selfish enough to demand otherwise.

I really meant to tell you about her before now. I just...didn't know how to bring it up. I didn't want you to think you came second. Or that whatever's going to happen between me and her mom would...replace you.

[What he wants to do, then, is to turn and rest his hand against Adrian's face. Unfortunately, that'd necessitate either letting go of his hand or throwing away his ice cream, and he's not about to do either.

So he settles instead for turning and just gazing at Adrian, letting him see all the open, unguarded affection waiting in his expression.]

There've been a lot of things in my life that I didn't ask for. This much, I get to choose. Whatever else I need to do, we need to do...you're the one I want. It's you.

[But then he's quiet a minute, and a smile he can't suppress starts to tug at the edge of his mouth.]

So...you've already been thinking about it, too, huh. You really want to come home with me?

I understand that. It's not an easy thing to discuss, and there's still so much uncertainty. Yet, at the same time, the future is never set in stone. It can be a complicated thing.

[Leaning in, Adrian presses his forehead to Jotaro's, closing his eyes for a moment.]

I do. More than anything. Outside of my parents, I never felt so comfortable with someone before. You... want all of me. Which is still something I'm having a hard time accepting, honestly. Both my humanity and my vampire bloodline. I want to know your home, your family.

Meet my mom.

[Not for the first time, and not for the last, he closes his eyes and thinks about how nice it is that he and Adrian are the same height, and that it's so easy to do things like this. Just a fleeting intimate moment that makes it so easy to forget the rest of the world.]

I just want you to promise me one thing, okay?

I would love to.

[From what he's heard, she sounds like a delight. And he's sure she would tell Adrian many, many embarrassing things.]

What is it?

[HE'S IN SUCH DANGER SHE HAS BABY PICTURES]

You can't live only for me.

[He tilts his head, brushing their noses against each other.]

You have to find something you care about, and do it. Paint. Travel. Be a doctor. Write a book. Taste every flavor of ice cream on earth. I don't know — something. But you have to want something that isn't just me. You're coming with me and...we're both going to live. Okay?

[BET THEY'RE SUPER FUCKING CUTE]

All right.

[It's a hard thing to think of. When he arrived here, Adrian was set to just sleep for the rest of his days, but he found meaning in the people he met, especially Jotaro.]

...I want to paint more. And learn other arts. I want to see more of your world with you.

[Dracula fell in love; the thought comes silent and fleeting. Dracula fell in love with a human woman, and when he lost her, it drove him to despair and to madness.

Adrian is so afraid of becoming his father. And he's right; the future is never set in stone. There's no telling what could happen someday. He's seen Adrian's capacity for obsession set free before. It could happen again, and he knows it.

But it would be good for him, to live in a world rich with things to care about. A world bigger than just a keep or a castle. An ocean, instead of a desert.]

That sounds great.

[He draws back just a little — just enough to sneak a fat lick of his dripping ice cream — and then kisses Adrian with a mouth sticky with sugar and sweet.]

[The kiss makes him laugh. It feels a bit messy, but it's wonderful, the taste of ice cream and knowing they'll both work hard to have a future together.

He'll fight for it, with fang and claw if he must.]

Ridiculous. [He murmurs against Jotaro's mouth.] I love you.

Now you know what you've got to look forward to. Shit like that, forever.

[He. Is. Going to say he loves him back, obviously, it just. He has to charge it up, it takes a minute. That's just how it works.]

...Love you too, fussyfangs.

[And he does mean it, softly as he says it. Gentle as he bumps their foreheads together again.]

Do you want to come back to my place tonight? Trevor finished the Belmont stuff that we think will help your wounds. If you want to try it.

And you calling me fussyfangs forever, evidently.

[But he does like it. The nicknames are nice, make it feel real. Adrian closes his eyes for a moment, content in just savoring this.]

It's done? [He'll have to thank Trevor. Maybe when neither of them are affected by the moons, so it feels more... honest? Hm.] Yes. I'd like to try and see if it helps.

Nah. Just until I could figure out if it got a rise out of you or not.

[Or possibly forever. He's been surreptitiously trying different pet names lately, looking for the one that fits best in his mouth. Something as easy as Jojo sounds rolling off Adrian's tongue. Something that will make Adrian feel just as good hearing it as he does when it's him.]

Yeah. I didn't ask what went into making it. Pretty sure I don't want to know what went into making it. But I guess you just sort of put it on and then let it dry, so. Like mud, or something.

Well. That's not very attractive sounding, but I suppose if it's you putting it on me, I'll accept that.

[He tips his head, nuzzling Jotaro's temple.] Shall we?

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