Jayce. [ Softly, gently, Viktor reached up to cradle his partner's face, gently forcing him to look into his eyes. ] It did not frighten me then. I barely registered it — I wouldn't have thought to tell you. [ He gave him a stern look. ] This is not your fault.
[ It takes him a second to process Jayce's theory, but when he does, his face lights up. Surging forward, he kisses him, before pulling back to quickly to start pacing, muttering to himself. ] If that's true, then surely we could trigger it ourselves ...
[ Jayce presses into that palm but he resists, brows knit together in frustration. But Jayce is unable to deny him anything and so he lifts his gaze, holding his partner's eyes. ] It is, [ he insists. ] We used to tell each other everything, even things we didn't think were important, Viktor. [ And I made you feel as if I didn't have time for you goes unsaid, but it's written on his face. ]
[ Making a soft, surprised noise into that kiss, Jayce recovers quickly, smiling as he kisses him back. ] Trigger it how?
The responsibility doesn't rest on your shoulders alone. [ Equally stubborn, if not more so, Viktor continues staring Jayce down, a frown tugging at his mouth now. ] I could have tried reaching you, but I retreated into myself. We lost each other, miláčku. And we won't do it again, will we?
[ That reaction is adorable, and he's charmed by it, but easily distracted by this discovery. ] With something of equal volume, perhaps?
No, we won't. I promise. [ Jayce has made so many promises, had kept some, broken others, but these promises to Viktor he wants to hold fast to. ] You won't lose me, Vitya. I'm here. [ Reaching up, Jayce holds his partner's face in his hands, thumbs brushing over the rise of sharp cheekbones, lingering where moles used to sit. ]
Equal volume. [ Jayce's brow furrows, pouting as he thinks. ] I don't know if I can do it by myself, even from in here. [ He isn't giving up, but he's rapidly coming up on a brick wall to throw himself against. ]
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[ It takes him a second to process Jayce's theory, but when he does, his face lights up. Surging forward, he kisses him, before pulling back to quickly to start pacing, muttering to himself. ] If that's true, then surely we could trigger it ourselves ...
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[ Making a soft, surprised noise into that kiss, Jayce recovers quickly, smiling as he kisses him back. ] Trigger it how?
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[ That reaction is adorable, and he's charmed by it, but easily distracted by this discovery. ] With something of equal volume, perhaps?
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Equal volume. [ Jayce's brow furrows, pouting as he thinks. ] I don't know if I can do it by myself, even from in here. [ He isn't giving up, but he's rapidly coming up on a brick wall to throw himself against. ]