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Silly crush behavior. ]
I mean if you don't mind spending it with me. Could just bore you until you pass out.
I did. Absolutely hated it.
[ watch. Jon loves it... ]
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[ That was almost complimentary, if you squint. ]
It was very much of its time and overblown romantic literature has never really interested me. You can almost forgive the cast for their stupidity if you remember they were all teenagers, but only almost. Because they were all stupid.
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What do you LIKE to read? There's got to be something that isnt Victorian melodrama.
[ murder mysteries, right? He's not a stupid man. He will not be typing that. ]
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[ Hey that’s not an entirely bad guess, even if it’s mean, Martin ]
I used to enjoy horror and murder mysteries. Then I had to start living them.
I also like things that have a consistent level of world building and plot. So I wouldn’t say I necessarily like Sci-fi and Fantasy all of the time because I don’t, there’s a lot of truly mediocre books in both categories, but they can be a fun read when they’re good.
To go by an earlier example I did enjoy the Dragons of Pern quite a lot when I read them in university, could have done without a strange plot device or two but largely they were fun.
I also enjoyed The Ender Quartet, it’s just a shame that the author had some ah… opinions. Spoilt it a bit.
[ God he’s a NERD. This is who you have a crush on Martin? Really? ]
I think we were supposed to be boring me to sleep, not you.
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Vomiting words on his preferences, mollifying any stray lamenting this dork is causing by not also being a hopeless romantic (because martin is, to the bone. Ew). He's smiling a bit by the time Jon has stopped blowing up his phone. ]
You're not boring me at all. Not that I think that's possible, I mean...
[ Blame the hour for him sending something that could be uh. Questionable sounding. If you squinted. It takes a minute for the next message to come through. He's writing, deleting, and trying again to somehow dig himself out of that hole only he is suffering from tbh. He chooses to just. Blast through the slip. Don't admit guilt before it's a thing. ]
I always meant to read the Dragons of Pern but was always too busy to. Might have to pick it up since it has such a glowing stamp of approval.
Maybe I can find some of the ones I've been curious about and pass them on to you. Since you don't like to sleep.
[ Bookish nerds with no sense of self care need somebody to care about their well-being Jon. Gooooosh. ]
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[ There. Now he doesn’t look like he’s reading into it.
Jon has cast a disdainful look at his book so he doesn’t watch the typing bubble appear and disappear. Romance is fine and all, actual romance. Not this schlocky tom foolery and honestly he wants to lament it, really he does. ‘They’re not even friends, Martin. How on earth do these stupid characters think they can be in a romantic relationship when they hardly even like each other?’ but that cuts a little too close to his real issues with relationships and he’s just not good at talking about it. ]
Well it’s worth a read, if only for the impressive world building.
Some elements are less than satisfactory but it was a product of its time anyway and I think viewed through that lens it can be ignored if not forgiven.
[ No details on the dragon mating, Jon tended to skim those parts and then pretend they didn’t happen. ]
So like a book club but it’s just us. I could get behind that.
And it isn’t that I don’t like to sleep, I like it plenty, sometimes I just can’t.
[ Like the off switch in his brain is faulty and no matter how many times he pushes on it he just can’t switch off and knock out. ]
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[ It’s probably good that they’re texting and not face timing, because his expression is fucking goofy. It’s easier to openly pine over the man when there’s distance. That’s the problem though – he wishes there wasn’t. He wishes John would just see him for the effort put in and know why.
Dragon mating. (OBVIOUSLY the reason)
It’s just us feels so indecent that he holds his phone to his chest in shocked silence for a moment before quickly re-reading it and oh no, that’s dangerous for his heart, John. There are not enough Tessa Violet songs. ]
I’d like that. There’s a cozy shop that I sometimes go to. They have a pretty good variety of old paperbacks and overstuffed chairs. If the plot is godawful, we can at least lament in comfort.
[ Mmyep he’s not going to sleep because he’s busy vibrating. ]
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The part where Martin takes book club at face value is positively precious and there’s a blush creeping up his neck that Jon slaps a hand over even though there is nobody around to see him. Thankfully because he’s still excessively blanketed and mostly upsidedown.
He’s not going to read into it. He isn’t. It sounds like a date. But that doesn’t mean it is a date. Even if he would… Oh no. He’d like it to be a date. Which is inappropriate. He doesn’t even know if he can call them friends, colleagues sure and Martin is always nice to him, even when he doesn’t really deserve it and he’s not bad to look at either, which isn’t a thing Jonathan tends to notice but he has.
Not helped by the time Martin was living in the Institute and in the tiny archive break room with no trousers on.Oh dear. The existential crisis is probably causing a rather long lasting … typing bubble on Martins end. He’s not going to ask if it’s a date. ]
Is it one of the ones with a cafe so we can get some tea? If so it’s a date.
[ Oh fuck. Fuuuuuuuck.
There’s no way to unsend. ]
Of the book club variety. Obviously.
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His eyes scan over the first text so fast none of it registers. He takes a breath and goes back to read more carefully – and there is a very high exclamation that has a bit of disbelieving laughter tacked on for good measure. What the actual fuck, Jon?
The additional text can’t even bring him down because he’s already responding – and cursing quietly under his breath at how shaky his hands are. ]
It doesn’t, but I could bring a thermos... would it still be a date, then?
[ SHOOT THE SHOT. He might suffocate himself with his throw pillow after, but if he dies it’s after sending: ] Or the DATE variety. Obviously.
[ He will be greeted in the halls of Valhalla. ]
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Jon stares at the successive messages without breathing. The first thing that hits him is an unfortunate guess this makes Martin braver than me.
In his defence he only accepted that the unfamiliar liking to look at Martin and liking being around him even when he was doing things that make Jon want to smash his own face into his desk was romantic, actually, about five minutes ago. Martin is still braver than he is.
He’s grinning in a way that would make almost everyone who knows him ask if he’s quite alright as he replies. ]
Well if you’re going to all the trouble of making and bringing a thermos I suppose it should be A Date. Officially.