[Elijah lifted an eyebrow when Adam paused on the word 'my'-- He wasn't so blind not to catch the significance of the way that he let it hang in the air like that before pining on the word 'dreamer'. Also, there was the way that his ears flushed in a way that was frankly pretty adorable. So: Adam was dating his dreamer. Or, at the very least, he was interested in them, maybe just wanted to be dating them.
Elijah didn't know the context, of course, he just knew the hints he could read in what he didn't say.]
I do, you know. Starve, I mean. I need the energy. Dream energy. The ley lines. I'm guessing this stuff is somehow connected to that. It's just never-- been this bad before.
[He's a little bit shy when he says it. He's not used to having people that he can talk about this stuff with. It's always been a secret, something that he frequently hid even from Aidan. He didn't want him to worry, he didn't want him to know how bad it got, didn't want him thinking about what would happen if he couldn't find a nightmare to eat. But he tilts his face into the way that Adam wipes the last of the nightwash from his face, even if it feels selfish, knowing that there's someone that he likes.]
Not-- like that. It could have been, in another world. But he has a girlfriend and a dream he brought back, and they're all stupid in love. We were friends since we were kids, though. So, yeah, we're close.
[There's a moment where Adam can probably tell that Elijah is considering, that he's hesitating. And there's something a little bit guileless when he looks into Adam's blue eyes. Because the truth is that he already trusts him. He trusts him with his life, because Adam had already proved that he would save him, if he could. And yes, it was a different thing when it came to talking about other people's secrets, but Adam was trusting him, too.
And if he'd learned one thing over the past year and a half, it was that not reaching for people, not making an effort to be vulnerable... It could lose you the things that you wanted. And even if Adam already had a boyfriend, Elijah didn't want to lose whatever this was, or what it could be.]
There was my someone else, though. My dreamer... I fucked things up with him. I didn't know how to tell him what I wanted, that I wanted him. And he ended up dating this street racer from some backwater town in Virginia. It's my fault, though. We used to dream together, for years. He was why I wanted to be able to fight nightmares. And then we met face-to-face, real as anything, and I... didn't know how to fucking handle it.
[He laughs, a little bit sheepishly, self-conscious, lonely.]
I loved him, though. But fuck if I knew how to say it.
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Elijah didn't know the context, of course, he just knew the hints he could read in what he didn't say.]
I do, you know. Starve, I mean. I need the energy. Dream energy. The ley lines. I'm guessing this stuff is somehow connected to that. It's just never-- been this bad before.
[He's a little bit shy when he says it. He's not used to having people that he can talk about this stuff with. It's always been a secret, something that he frequently hid even from Aidan. He didn't want him to worry, he didn't want him to know how bad it got, didn't want him thinking about what would happen if he couldn't find a nightmare to eat. But he tilts his face into the way that Adam wipes the last of the nightwash from his face, even if it feels selfish, knowing that there's someone that he likes.]
Not-- like that. It could have been, in another world. But he has a girlfriend and a dream he brought back, and they're all stupid in love. We were friends since we were kids, though. So, yeah, we're close.
[There's a moment where Adam can probably tell that Elijah is considering, that he's hesitating. And there's something a little bit guileless when he looks into Adam's blue eyes. Because the truth is that he already trusts him. He trusts him with his life, because Adam had already proved that he would save him, if he could. And yes, it was a different thing when it came to talking about other people's secrets, but Adam was trusting him, too.
And if he'd learned one thing over the past year and a half, it was that not reaching for people, not making an effort to be vulnerable... It could lose you the things that you wanted. And even if Adam already had a boyfriend, Elijah didn't want to lose whatever this was, or what it could be.]
There was my someone else, though. My dreamer... I fucked things up with him. I didn't know how to tell him what I wanted, that I wanted him. And he ended up dating this street racer from some backwater town in Virginia. It's my fault, though. We used to dream together, for years. He was why I wanted to be able to fight nightmares. And then we met face-to-face, real as anything, and I... didn't know how to fucking handle it.
[He laughs, a little bit sheepishly, self-conscious, lonely.]
I loved him, though. But fuck if I knew how to say it.