ha ha ha ok yeah watch out you might be waiting a while for that i told you so
look i know its controversial opinion or whatever but like i dont hate this place i mean whatever yeah blah blah its bad we got interdimennsionally kidnapped or what the fuck ever
nothing "pressing" waiting for you back home? what are we, bullshit? coming back to you guys was what kept me from losing my shit down in fucking hell, man
ok like im glad i want to be that for you everyone deserves that
but you have to realize thats literally all i do, i wait for you guys to come back to town i mean gus hasnt answered my texts in months, i think i facetimed you 3 weeks ago, tris tries but its just
sometimes the things we're supposed to do takes some time to come around it doesn't mean you don't matter you're my best friend, nick in every world where we exist, we always find each other and end up friends
[ it's probably not surprising that it takes a minute for nick to reply, tough as he finds it to sit in any kind of sincerity, even as part of a conversation that he largely prompted, and there's a lot of typing bubbled dots moving before he finally gets out a response. ]
thanks i love you
ok can you go back to yelling at me about dumb shit before i fucking cry or something
i kinda hate yelling at you? it makes me feel really bad and mean if you wanna cry i can pretend not to see we'll just hug and have a cuddle or something
[ he has too much affection to let it stay within him. sometimes he gets really corny, and you know what? that's fine. corn is cool sometimes. nick will just have to suffer. ]
[ there's really no point in sending a follow up message, nick is already makign his way through the bathroom as he's hitting send, and he's pretty sure he hears the buzz of the received message as he crosses through into marco's half of the suite. he makes a cursory gesture of greeting, apired with a typically bright smile to see him, but the objective here is clear: he's coming in for a hug, and he's coming in now. ]
[ marco, who is very comfily (and stressfully) lying on his bed, throws his arms wide open for nick to fall into. he's got jammies on, his toesies out, and dita's shuffling around under the bed looking for something to attack. all in all, it's not a bad setup. have at it, babe. ]
[ this is unfortunately exactly why he can't feel too bad about being here at all. how long has it been since he lived close enough to marco that he could just nudge open a door and flop into his bed? years, not since nick made the decision to dip out of BCR early. he's not going to dwell again though, it's already got him too moody.
instead he just drops straight down into marco's arms, quick to wind his own around him in turn and squeeze him into a tight hug. his face quickly finds a nook at the crook of marco's neck and shoulders, and he huffs out a hot breath once he's settled. ]
I'll sort the pact thing out, okay? Stop spiralling.
[ nick as a boy is not all that different from nic as a girl, turns out. all the soft parts are the same, more or less, and the scent of his magic is the same, and even the way nick's curls ends up tickling his nostrils — it's all the same. it's the same best friend in all the ways that matter.
marco tucks nick the way he remembers she — he — likes, back when he was sneaking her into the dorms and hiding her between himself and tris. ]
I know you will. I just can't stop worrying about it. Hell isn't fun for anyone. You wouldn't like it down there.
[ oh, marco, you couldn't have just left it at 'be careful'. nick winces then, audibly, and tucks his face in a little tighter as if it might somehow soften the blow of his response--or at least prevent him from seeing marco's reaction. ]
[ marco isn't going to make a bigger deal of it than he's already had, and he's done that a lot recently — still, he can't help feeling some disappointment. satan, of all people. the big bad? that's where we're going? ]
Just... Can you try not to do it again? Please? For me???
[ it's not his greatest moment in the world if nick's honest, but then he's having a hard time connecting the guy that he met at that stupid faire with The Devil Incarnate Himself. a devil, maybe, some multiversal situation way above nick's head. either way, he's trying to avoid getting into it too much, so he squeezes into the hug tighter, pressing a kiss onto marco's shoulder like it'll smooth all that over. ]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
try saying that at a party
"i killed satan, it was great"
no subject
no subject
that didn't work on tris
they just threw their soda at my face
no subject
no subject
god i miss tris
no subject
💖 maybe tris'll show up soon, i mean it seems kind of weird that we're all here and not them
no subject
and i'll be right there laughing at you and saying i told you so
man... they probably would like this place
there's a church and all, even if it seems kinda cursed
no subject
look i know its controversial opinion or whatever but like
i dont hate this place
i mean whatever yeah blah blah its bad we got interdimennsionally kidnapped or what the fuck ever
but i dont know
i dont hate it
no subject
look, i'm not saying don't have fun
it's not like we have a choice
but we don't have to make it easy for them, you know?
no subject
maybe
i dont know
its different for you guys, you're all off doing stuff now
not like i have anything pressing waiting for me
no subject
what the fuck
nothing "pressing" waiting for you back home?
what are we, bullshit?
coming back to you guys was what kept me from losing my shit down in fucking hell, man
no subject
i want to be that for you everyone deserves that
but you have to realize thats literally all i do, i wait for you guys to come back to town
i mean gus hasnt answered my texts in months, i think i facetimed you 3 weeks ago, tris tries but its just
i dont know man
no subject
it doesn't mean you don't matter
you're my best friend, nick
in every world where we exist, we always find each other and end up friends
that has to matter for something
no subject
thanks
i love you
ok can you go back to yelling at me about dumb shit before i fucking cry or something
no subject
i kinda hate yelling at you? it makes me feel really bad and mean
if you wanna cry i can pretend not to see
we'll just hug and have a cuddle or something
[ he has too much affection to let it stay within him. sometimes he gets really corny, and you know what? that's fine. corn is cool sometimes. nick will just have to suffer. ]
no subject
can we hug anyway i'll pretend if you really need me to
no subject
fine, you loser
get your ass over here and hug ol' marco
no subject
[ there's really no point in sending a follow up message, nick is already makign his way through the bathroom as he's hitting send, and he's pretty sure he hears the buzz of the received message as he crosses through into marco's half of the suite. he makes a cursory gesture of greeting, apired with a typically bright smile to see him, but the objective here is clear: he's coming in for a hug, and he's coming in now. ]
no subject
no subject
instead he just drops straight down into marco's arms, quick to wind his own around him in turn and squeeze him into a tight hug. his face quickly finds a nook at the crook of marco's neck and shoulders, and he huffs out a hot breath once he's settled. ]
I'll sort the pact thing out, okay? Stop spiralling.
no subject
marco tucks nick the way he remembers she — he — likes, back when he was sneaking her into the dorms and hiding her between himself and tris. ]
I know you will. I just can't stop worrying about it. Hell isn't fun for anyone. You wouldn't like it down there.
[ he pets nick's hair, just a little. ]
Don't fuck Satan, either.
no subject
Yeah, about that...
no subject
[ marco isn't going to make a bigger deal of it than he's already had, and he's done that a lot recently — still, he can't help feeling some disappointment. satan, of all people. the big bad? that's where we're going? ]
Just... Can you try not to do it again? Please? For me???
no subject
[ it's not his greatest moment in the world if nick's honest, but then he's having a hard time connecting the guy that he met at that stupid faire with The Devil Incarnate Himself. a devil, maybe, some multiversal situation way above nick's head. either way, he's trying to avoid getting into it too much, so he squeezes into the hug tighter, pressing a kiss onto marco's shoulder like it'll smooth all that over. ]
I'm really glad you're here.