[ there are two things that strike jayce, then. first, that he really needs to get his game together. he's barely paid attention to such things, too alarmed and hyperfocused on survival or violence or pain to think about basic amenities until they actually begin to bother him during the lull. if it weren't for viktor . . . hell, he'd be in places. doing much worse.
to think viktor thought about him that was is even honey sweet. trying not to let the surprise draw out across his wrinkles, jayce takes the clothes, exchanging them for the hold on his things and shaking his head, beaming, almost— ]
You're something else. [ he needs to start taking better care of himself. ] Thank you.
[ he'll . . . go over to the stairway to change, then. door cracked enough for the lights to shine through as the shirt and pants come off in full. battle jacket, while bulky, desperately needed some cleaning, so he could make do with a blanket or two over his shoulders. behold, he does return looking a pinch less like he's been through the ringer; not a tight fit, actually rather loose.
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to think viktor thought about him that was is even honey sweet. trying not to let the surprise draw out across his wrinkles, jayce takes the clothes, exchanging them for the hold on his things and shaking his head, beaming, almost— ]
You're something else. [ he needs to start taking better care of himself. ] Thank you.
[ he'll . . . go over to the stairway to change, then. door cracked enough for the lights to shine through as the shirt and pants come off in full. battle jacket, while bulky, desperately needed some cleaning, so he could make do with a blanket or two over his shoulders. behold, he does return looking a pinch less like he's been through the ringer; not a tight fit, actually rather loose.
dapper young-grandpa ready to give lectures. ]