good me either as i can be ig...i hate this...think itll be over soon? five made me stay in his room the other night i think hell be sweeping up salt for weeks lol
got duped by a buddy of mine who was not actually himself funt imes.
[He's decidedly not mentioning who. Vanya already doesn't like Harlan, if it got back to her that he had hurt him when he was possessed, it wouldn't be any good.]
can u come here? i mean im okay just... idk mentally fucked up abt it
[Sure, there might have been some injuries but we aren't that far in that thread yet he's not worried about that. He's definitely had worse, just a short while before he'd shown up here, even. Hazel and Cha-Cha had done a real number on him, but he didn't know them, they were just another in a long line of people who wanted something from him that he didn't have. Harlan... wasn't even himself when everything happened, and there are a lot of parts he isn't sure how to feel about.
Only a Hargreeves could get hurt by someone and find a way to make it their fault.]
[Faith doesn't waste any time. She's worried, more worried than she wants to admit. She cares a lot for Klaus, more than she's really allowing herself to register. To protect herself? Maybe. But knowing he's hurt mentally or physically, it's cutting through any sort of walls she's put up between that realization and her brain.
She's knocking on the door a few minutes later, and if Klaus doesn't answer quickly enough, she starts to pace, and may even be considering forcing the door open if she has to.]
[He's wearing an oversized sweater and a pair of pajama pants as he comes to pull the door open for Faith when she arrives. He doesn't wait long to answer it, knowing she's probably a little antsy, and lets it hang behind him, muttering a quiet, single-word greeting--] Hey...
[--as he walks back inside the room, trusting her to close it back behind her. He curls back up at the head of the bed, watching her for a moment. He can't believe she cares so much, sometimes. She refuses to see it (he knows the type), but she wouldn't have answered him so quickly, made a mad dash to get here and check on him, if she didn't. It's the little things that he appreciates so much more than anything else.]
I wish this place didn't make us do such fucked up shit to each other, you know?
[Faith's just got on a black tank top and some jeans, her usual fare really. She steps inside, eyes locked on him and how he looks, the sadness in his eyes. It's a look she's been sporting more and more too, to be honest. She closes the door and follows him to the bed, sitting on the edge of it, still watching him.]
Me too. [She's thinking of what she'd done to him in that alley, what she'd nearly been tempted to do. Faith reaches a hand out for him, touching his shoulder.] Do you... want to tell me what happened?
[For a moment, he just tips his head a little to the side against her hand on his shoulder. It's nice. The way Faith is nice, in ways Klaus isn't all that used to, even if she does still have some jagged edges sometimes. Who doesn't?
He sits up and reaches toward her, fingers flexing in a silent motion to either grab his hand, or 'come here', whichever way she might take it.]
It wasn't anything too bad, injury-wise? I mean... some cuts or whatever, but... [He laughs a little.] It's so stupid.... I was tricked so easily....
[Faith takes the offer in the way she assumes it's mean and crawls onto the bed more fully and saddling herself up against him. She feels a comfort too, having him close.] It's not your fault. You trust people. [In a way Faith doesn't usually.
She thinks everyone is out for something. Everyone wants something out of her. Easier to expect it, she thinks. Because then maybe it will hurt less than if she lets herself be open. Nevermind that Klaus has weaseled his way past those walls.]
Yeah.... [He agrees with a slight nod, tilting his head to rest on top of hers. He shifts so she can curl up with him. He slides an arm around her, offering as much comfort as he's getting, too.] but it's more than that, too? I'm... I like him. All it took was a half-way suggestive text and I was there. It's the kind of thing we would have been fucking reamed for falling for, when we were kids.
[So many of Klaus' thoughts always circle back to those years, in that house, under his father's thumb; Faith has probably heard plenty of stories about Reginald, certainly enough to have a clear-cut picture of the kind of man he was.]
[She's kind of glad that they are close like this, his head resting on top of hers so he can't see her face. Because, yeah, it doesn't escape her that she's more or less done the same thing. It hadn't been a suggestive text, but she hadn't wasted time in getting here, wanting to help him at the drop of a hat.] Why would you have expected it to be a trick, though? I mean, I don't think you're a stranger to a booty call...
I guess I didn’t have a reason to... just feels like I should have known, somehow... [He sighs softly and plays with her fingers.] I guess hindsight really is 20/20, huh?
[He chuckles softly and shakes his head.] No-ooo. I don't. Thank God, I don't think I wanna know what people really think about me.
[He slides his thumb in a smooth, steady line along the side of her hand. His voice is small and soft when he speaks up again.] I'm glad you came over.
Yeah, knowing everyone's thoughts at the top of their heads is probably a recipe for disaster. [Her eyes flutter a bit as his finger trails along her hand. Faith laughs softly.] Although all my thoughts are absolutely filthy. So you might enjoy that.
[She gets quiet, smile fading a little when she looks up at him. It's a softer look, her free hand grazing his beard.] Yeah, well... I wanted to be sure you were alright.
That does sound pretty great. [He smirks slightly.
That smirk eases gently into a soft smile as he leans into the touch of her hand, turning so his cheek rests against her palm.]
If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you like me. [His words have an amused, teasing edge to them, but his voice is still soft, like he’s sharing an important secret.]
[He sinks easily into that kiss, dropping one hand onto her hip, and shifting so she can climb in his lap if she wants. He leans eagerly into that kiss, pressing closer to deepen it.
Klaus doesn’t really know what he and Faith are to each other, but he likes it, he knows he doesn’t want to lose it, or her.]
[Faith takes the offer. This is becoming like second nature after so long of sharing a bed. She follows his lead and her his. If either of them allowed themselves a moment to actually contemplate it, they'd know it wasn't just friends with benefits or anything simple.
It's messy, complicated, and... kind of scary, but Faith also doesn't want to lose it.]
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Date: 2020-10-18 03:53 pm (UTC)no possessions yet.
but made a salt circle all around my room and have been carrying some with me just in case.
are you ok?
[considering his issue with ghosts in general.]
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Date: 2020-10-18 04:36 pm (UTC)me either
as i can be ig...i hate this...think itll be over soon?
five made me stay in his room the other night i think hell be sweeping up salt for weeks lol
got duped by a buddy of mine who was not actually himself
funt imes.
[He's decidedly not mentioning who. Vanya already doesn't like Harlan, if it got back to her that he had hurt him when he was possessed, it wouldn't be any good.]
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Date: 2020-10-19 02:59 am (UTC)or I can come over there?
[Cause that last bit's got her worried.]
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Date: 2020-10-19 03:18 am (UTC)i mean im okay
just... idk mentally fucked up abt it
[Sure, there might have been some injuries but
we aren't that far in that thread yethe's not worried about that. He's definitely had worse, just a short while before he'd shown up here, even. Hazel and Cha-Cha had done a real number on him, but he didn't know them, they were just another in a long line of people who wanted something from him that he didn't have. Harlan... wasn't even himself when everything happened, and there are a lot of parts he isn't sure how to feel about.Only a Hargreeves could get hurt by someone and find a way to make it their fault.]
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Date: 2020-10-24 06:35 pm (UTC)[Faith doesn't waste any time. She's worried, more worried than she wants to admit. She cares a lot for Klaus, more than she's really allowing herself to register. To protect herself? Maybe. But knowing he's hurt mentally or physically, it's cutting through any sort of walls she's put up between that realization and her brain.
She's knocking on the door a few minutes later, and if Klaus doesn't answer quickly enough, she starts to pace, and may even be considering forcing the door open if she has to.]
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Date: 2020-10-25 05:34 am (UTC)[--as he walks back inside the room, trusting her to close it back behind her. He curls back up at the head of the bed, watching her for a moment. He can't believe she cares so much, sometimes. She refuses to see it (he knows the type), but she wouldn't have answered him so quickly, made a mad dash to get here and check on him, if she didn't. It's the little things that he appreciates so much more than anything else.]
I wish this place didn't make us do such fucked up shit to each other, you know?
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Date: 2020-10-25 06:14 pm (UTC)Me too. [She's thinking of what she'd done to him in that alley, what she'd nearly been tempted to do. Faith reaches a hand out for him, touching his shoulder.] Do you... want to tell me what happened?
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Date: 2020-10-25 08:42 pm (UTC)He sits up and reaches toward her, fingers flexing in a silent motion to either grab his hand, or 'come here', whichever way she might take it.]
It wasn't anything too bad, injury-wise? I mean... some cuts or whatever, but... [He laughs a little.] It's so stupid.... I was tricked so easily....
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Date: 2020-10-25 08:55 pm (UTC)She thinks everyone is out for something. Everyone wants something out of her. Easier to expect it, she thinks. Because then maybe it will hurt less than if she lets herself be open. Nevermind that Klaus has weaseled his way past those walls.]
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Date: 2020-10-26 12:12 am (UTC)[So many of Klaus' thoughts always circle back to those years, in that house, under his father's thumb; Faith has probably heard plenty of stories about Reginald, certainly enough to have a clear-cut picture of the kind of man he was.]
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Date: 2020-10-26 03:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-10-29 04:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-10-30 10:56 pm (UTC)Know I've done plenty of shit that I wish went differently. That I wish I saw coming. Just doesn't work like that.
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Date: 2020-10-31 05:05 am (UTC)[He slides his thumb in a smooth, steady line along the side of her hand. His voice is small and soft when he speaks up again.] I'm glad you came over.
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Date: 2020-11-01 02:37 am (UTC)[She gets quiet, smile fading a little when she looks up at him. It's a softer look, her free hand grazing his beard.] Yeah, well... I wanted to be sure you were alright.
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Date: 2020-11-01 02:51 am (UTC)That smirk eases gently into a soft smile as he leans into the touch of her hand, turning so his cheek rests against her palm.]
If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you like me. [His words have an amused, teasing edge to them, but his voice is still soft, like he’s sharing an important secret.]
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Date: 2020-11-01 02:57 am (UTC)He's more than alright, but Faith doesn't really have to words.]
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Date: 2020-11-01 03:19 am (UTC)Klaus doesn’t really know what he and Faith are to each other, but he likes it, he knows he doesn’t want to lose it, or her.]
wanna ftb?
Date: 2020-11-01 05:27 am (UTC)It's messy, complicated, and... kind of scary, but Faith also doesn't want to lose it.]