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[burnyoudown]

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[burnyoudown]

[Kavinsky looped his other arm around Elijah and held onto him. He couldn't imagine what it was like to go through any of the things Elijah probably had, but- he could commiserate about the dreaming, at least.]

Yeah, I can.

[He pressed a soft kiss against the side of the other boy's head, a small comfort, he hoped. A little sign of affection.

He wasn't sure their dreams worked the same way, not after he'd seen what'd happened with Elijah's tattoos, but it was close enough. Enough that Kavinsky felt a longing to understand it more, to keep Elijah in his life. It might have been a selfish desire, but he didn't want to feel alone anymore. He didn't want to be alone. He knew he had his boys, but they weren't the same, they couldn't understand.

It was part of why he'd do whatever he could to help Elijah with his dreams. The other part was just- he did like helping people, contrary to what was probably the popular belief.]

You know the odds of the two of us finding each other is probably astronomical.

[The two of them being able to bring dreams into reality. He didn't know how many others there were who were like them, but. It was probably a relatively low number.]

[richspoiledrotten]

[Elijah just trembled, a shiver running down his spine at the feeling of how Kavinsky wrapped his arms around him. His breath caught, uneven and shaky as he pressed a kiss to the side of his head. Comfort and affection- the sort that Elijah usually flinched from, but Kavinsky knew now, so that took most of the fear out of it. The dreaming was easier to talk about, though. So even as he balled his fingers in the other boy's shirt, pressing into his body, he didn't talk about it.]

You'll really help me? I've always been on my own.

[And clearly not doing great with it, if this was any indication.

He's not good at asking for help, but he's trying to be receptive. He didn't quite know how to say please, but he hoped that was close enough. He lets his other hand press low against K's spine, like a wordless affirmation, a whisper of affection he couldn't have spelled out.]

Probably. But-- fuck. I'm glad we did. That I met you.

[The words are soft, a little muffled as he says them more into Kavinsky's shoulder than to his face. He's not good at this- being vulnerable, saying that sort of stuff that was sort of helplessly affectionate. He wouldn't say he had a crush on him, exactly, it was just- how did you orbit around Kavinsky without wanting him a little? How did you find someone whose soul was the same and not want to hold onto them? Elijah didn't know how, anyway.]

[burnyoudown]

Yeah. Can't just dump you out onto the street or something, can I?

[Maybe somebody else would, but he wasn't about to.]

I know that feeling. I had to teach myself everything.

[But he'd done better with his dreaming than Elijah was. Though Elijah's also seemed to work differently so maybe that was part of it, too. But keeping your dreams from escaping your head- that shit could be hard. It was just as hard as bringing exactly what you intended out of your dream, the way you wanted it. He'd spent months, years, practicing until he'd gotten things just right. Some things were harder than others, too.

He didn't say anything about the vulnerability of the moment. He didn't even think of teasing Elijah for anything. There was nothing to tease about; they'd both had a traumatic experience that could have ended poorly but they were both alright. Secrets had been revealed and- Kavinsky knew that could be tough. He might've seemed casual about being a dreamer and killing dreams and all of that, but he felt charged with new possibilities.

There was someone like him who actually wanted to be around him. He wasn't alone. He would do what he could to teach Elijah and if they could combine their abilities...who knew what they could be capable of together.]

I'm glad we met, too.