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[1sts]

you know what to do.

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[veile]

one day ten centuries from now you will wake up and regret your foolish behavior.

i have never seen it. that is a lie.
yes. you told me that your coven was slaughtered.

[ceremonious]

I don't regret anything.

[ but there's a lag in the messages because... why would he ever tell him about that? or laugh in the same context? how long had he been high?? ]

Except that.
None of that is any of your business.

[veile]

for the record, you didn't laugh about that.
that was when you were coming down.
since you likely don't remember what i said, i'll repeat it for you.
i'm sorry that you suffered so terribly.

[ceremonious]

It was a long time ago.
I barely even think about it now.

[ which isn't exactly a lie, but it's also not the truth either. he thinks about it too much because there's literally nothing else to occupy his time with. ]

I don't need you to feel sorry for me.

[veile]

you were thinking of it last night.
i did what anyone would do and allowed you to speak your mind without judgment.

i'm afraid i can't take back my sympathies.

[ceremonious]

And what else did I have to say about it?
I'm sure you're not going to let me forget any time soon.

[veile]

you didn't say much else.
if you would like me to forget, i will.

[ceremonious]

You know now, so it doesn't matter.
Does it make you feel better knowing that you're not the only one who's alone?

[veile]

are you asking me if i'm taking pleasure in your suffering?

[ceremonious]

It seems like something a faerie would enjoy.

[ so yes. that's exactly what he's asking. ]

[veile]

[ well. ]

it is true, we do tend to revel in the pain of others.
but since i know you personally, it feels wrong to do so in this particular situation.

[ceremonious]

I already told you I don't need your pity.
I don't want it either.

We have a business relationship.
That doesn't mean it's personal.

[veile]

i don't know what to tell you, rune.
i can't make myself stop feeling bad that your coven was slaughtered.
i believe it's a completely normal reaction. you are the abnormal one who feels nothing when told about the misfortune of others. seek help.

it's personal.
you've been in my bed.

[ceremonious]

I feel plenty when it suits me.
That doesn't mean I don't feel anything at all.

[ usually, he just needs to focus on the moment at hand and not anything else. ]

Stop making it sound like something it isn't.
You said it yourself – you don't want me.
Whatever you think is personal isn't.

[veile]

when does it suit you?
i have never seen it.

if it isn't personal then why have you been in my bed?
not everyone gets that privilege.

[ceremonious]

When I don't want you to see it.

You're the one who put me there.
Or are you talking about some other time I don't remember?

[veile]

why do you hide yourself from me?

oh. last night.
you were in my bed.

[ceremonious]

[ internal screaming. ]

And what did we do in your bed?

[veile]

are you interested? i thought you didn't care about anything.

[ceremonious]

I care about what you made me do in a vulnerable state.

[veile]

i didn’t make you do anything.
all of your actions were entirely your own.
i accept no blame.

[ceremonious]

Lynx.
What did we do?

[veile]

you kept trying to weasel your way into my pants.
your kissing technique is quite impressive.

[ceremonious]

That doesn't sound like something I would do.
If I'm going to kiss you, I want to remember it.

[ because he would most certainly bite him after. ]

[veile]

[ it's not. ]

then i suppose you need to kiss me again.