spandexisyouth | Twenty-fifth Lotus

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Twenty-fifth Lotus

[The writing has odd pauses in it, it doesn't flow at the normal rhythm. But it's definitely Youth's.]

Ice cream truck has special ice cream! The. The ice cream truck does! It tastes funny, but now everything is very good.

I do not know why everyone was upset. I wrote so that if something was happening it would not make them upset. I do not know what to do if the elevator does not behave again but it finally started behaving and now I have seen the ice cream truck and I think that I prefer other types of ice cream over the special ice cream but now everything sparkles so I thought my journal should sparkle too. At least I did not try the apple ice cream.

I need to stop missing work and important people. I am sorry, Handmaiden. And Stoneface, if Stoneface is back yet.

The lelevator is a very strange thing. Elelvator. Ls look funny.

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Ah, good.

...I don't know. I think that might fall under taking advantage of you while you're in an altered state of mind.

You know that the answer is yes when I am not feeling fuzzy. So it would not be taking advantage!

But you are feeling fuzzy and I'm not.

You wanted to feel fuzzy?

No, no. I'll leave the sparkles to you.

So we will [a pause] enjoy?

Whatever. Get home and get doctor-approved first. And after you get a few snacks in you, then we'll see if you're still horny.

Bell! That is a very blunt way to say things!

Hey, it's been about a week, ~~Genius got~~ and then you come back high. Not exactly how I pictured the welcome-home party. I'm going to be blunt.

~~Genius did what?~~

I am sorry. I did not mean to leave again. Simon is done. I am hungry but I would prefer it if you were happy.

~~Nothing. It was just a misunderstanding.~~

It's fine. You're back.
I'll find you something in the fridge.

~~Okay.~~

Do not close up on me please.

[A long pause.]

Do you want food or not? I'll make you some of that stuff Genius likes.

I am starving, though I am not exactly starving because then I would be in a great deal of pain, but I want to find out what is going on with you first.

Well, I'm starving, so I'm making food.

[Youth came into the kitchen after being checked out. Sure, he'd been told that he should probably rest, but that was what doctors always said. And Bell was more important anyway. Leaning his chin on Bell's shoulder from behind, Youth wrapped his arms around his partner.]

It is not snuggling so there is no reason to protest it. What are you making us?

[He tenses initially at the touch, but then relaxes back against Youth's chest. Stirring the pot in front of him slowly, he turns down the heat.]

Who said anything about protesting? When you go a week without, you'll take what you get too.

Just...food.

[Gently he brushes his cheek against Bell's.]

I thought you might. I was not sure. It seemed like a modern thing to do. I did not know a whole week had passed, though. Time was different there.

[There's a bit of silence as he thinks about how the days had blended together.]

It smells very good.

[His stomach grumbles in agreement as he reaches up and gently toys with the hair at the back of Bell's head.]

I missed you.

Not your fault. I could protest if you'd like. [Except he was enjoying it, so unless protesting meant more snuggles...which knowing Youth maybe it did...Bell was not protesting. He was going to just accept his snuggles and enjoy them, thankyouverymuch!]

[He sets the spoon down on a saucer on the counter.]

Mm...well, it's not as spicy as you like, but...

[Bell's quiet for a second, recalling the argument with Genius earlier in the week, the day Youth was elevator-kidnapped.]

...Yeah, same.

I think I like it when you are honest about what you want and do not want. But I would not listen if you protested against this right now. [He kisses Bell's jaw, drawing the two of them as close as possible.]

I will trust your cooking. [A trust that is not returned, alas, but Youth would work on it. The admission gets a tightening of Youth's arms around Bell.]

Somehow I will find a way to stay and not disappear like this. It is not right to anyone. The place I was trapped in was important, but I do not want to talk about that right now. I want to be you and me and us right now.

[Bell closes his eye. If Youth wasn't high, if he wasn't in a stupid turtle outfit, it would be ...easier, maybe, to attempt to not be a distant, emotionless robot and welcome Youth back properly. As it was, Bell is reminded of how easy the Sphere can manipulate them--changes of wardrobe, altered states of mind, disappearances... He should be using Youth's high to his advantage, but Bell's heart just isn't in it. He kind of just wants standard Youth. But he tries to make his tone appropriately teasing.] Mm, then no use protesting just for show.

At least we know mine doesn't kill...

[He wishes there was a way to make people stay and not disappear, but...Bell doubts they can find it. He'll ask about the place later.]

Hard to be us when you're a giant turtle and I'm ...something else.

[Youth didn't think Bell was upset with him, but the reaction on the journal hadn't been encouraging. Had his disappearance this time caused problems? He would try to fix it. Somehow it had to be possible to fix things. It would just be challenging.] Really? I am glad.

[That was a good point, and Youth was pretty ravenous. With a nod he tore off a chunk of bread and dipped it in what Bell had been making. He was a little shocked; that was a rushed and not very polite thing to do, but he'd been hungry for a while, and grabbing a sandwich on the way home hadn't helped much at all.] I am sorry. I... [He eyed the piece of bread in his hand and did his best to practice self-control long enough for Bell to have a chance to eat too.]

Is that what I am? I could not see what was on my back other than the staff. [Youth looked Bell over, trying to figure out who or what he was.] It looks... good. Not silly.

[It was always challenging with Bell.]

[Bell shook his head and moved the food to a more accessible space for Youth.] Go ahead. You need it more than I do right now. [Still, he took a piece of bread for himself to break off and eat slowly. Despite the earlier claim, he was really not starving--he had only been trying to find a diversion.]

Yeah. A bandit turtle or something. [It was stupid looking, whatever kind of turtle it was. Bell tugged at his own sleeves--the frills were annoying, and he did think the costume was ridiculous, regardless of Youth's statement.] You just like it because the pants are tight.

[And that was the point of things. Challenges. Challenges and partners.]

Thank you. [It took all of his self control to eat at a decent pace instead of as fast as he wanted too. Youth could not remember ever being this hungry, even in the rather empty village that the elevator had taken him to. He ate at a pace that was not polite. At least Youth managed to make sure to not drip anything on Bell's shoulder.]

A bandit turtle. That does not make sense. But I have read of worse. [Youth thought the frills were fun, actually. Partly against his will Youth looked down at the tightness of the pants.] It also... also looks good on you. [His free hand slid down Bell's side, to his partner's waist.]

[As long as Youth is up for the challenge, then the latter can remain true, yes.]

[Bell tries to ignore the bad eating habits there. If Youth is indeed high like Derrick implied, which it seems is true, Bell can't really hold this against him.]

[Bandit turtle makes more sense than some of the costumes Bell has seen around. Some are...odd cardboard configurations. Others are straight out of that Spencer's shop from the mall, or worse. Bell is pretty sure his own costume is from a bad porno. Youth's just looks like a kid's attempt at dress-up.]

...Well, it would look better off me.

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