hearts and junk

[borntobewildcat]

WHO: Tom and Ggio
WHERE: Their apartment
WHEN: Night of/after Valentine's Day
WARNINGS: Nothing... Talk of soul... cannibalism?
SUMMARY: Post VD shenanigans. The truth comes out! Dun Dun Dun
FORMAT: Quick


[Ggio had left the bar before Tom that night, since he had to make sure certain people were okay before sending them home and then clean up the bar to close. He was exhausted, and didn't really have anything else planned for the holiday other than sitting out on the balcony to smoke and then crawling into bed.

That's why he was a bit surprised when he opened the door and the entire apartment was covered in pink and red tissue paper, foil, and candy wrappers.]

Ggio? Are you here?

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[borntobewildcat]

Ggio...

[It was probably better that Tom didn't know that he's feeding off of the bar patrons or whoever he felt like. Even if it wouldn't kill them, Tom wouldn't like it... The best way for him to be okay with this is:]

You can have my soul.

[ridethetiger]

[Shakes his head, lightly shoving at Tom. Stupid, stupid. This goes entirely against the idea of self-preservation.]

Don't say that. You don't want this.

[borntobewildcat]

You're right, I really don't.

[He's hugging Ggio a little tighter now, almost enough to cause some discomfort.]

But you're my responsibility.

[ridethetiger]

[This time he does shove him away, glaring and baring his teeth.]

I'm not your fucking pet!

[borntobewildcat]

I never said that you were!

[He's trying not to get angry, but he's already feeling pretty emotional from everything else they've discussed.]

But if you're going to be taking of someone else's soul... [He looks away from Ggio, irritated.] It should be mine.

[ridethetiger]

[After that, Ggio seems to somewhat deflate. He's misunderstood; Tom wasn't telling him to take his soul for sustenance and end up leaving Ggio alone. Physically, anyway. He has lashed out at the idea of being left behind again.

He realizes what Tom is saying now. What it means. His hand goes to his neck and Ggio recalls a certain group and leader in Hueco Mundo.

He takes a deep breath.]

Fine.

[borntobewildcat]

[Tom wasn't going to offer his soul completely, obviously... Not yet, at least. He didn't have a death wish.]

Just a little at a time, you know? Before bed or something. [He isn't happy about it, but he'll do anything for Ggio.]

If it's something you need, then you can take whatever's safe to take.

[ridethetiger]

And if I take someone else's?

[He finally really looks at Tom, sternly. He could have stayed silent, just ended this stupid conversation to keep Tom off his back, but he has to know if this life they've built together was going to come crashing down with all this.]

[borntobewildcat]

I can't stop you... And I probably would never know if you don't tell me.

[He leans against the railing, looking out over the City. He wants another cigarette, right now. Though, right now he didn't think even that would calm his nerves.]

I will never ask you to do something that hurts you, but... If you do, take what you can from mine first.

[ridethetiger]

[It's good Tom understands that, at least. He's practically begging Ggio, and Ggio is just tired.]

All right.

[He doesn't know what else to say, and really doesn't want to say anything else. He starts to turn, hesitates there at Tom's side, and continues on inside. So much for thinking that he had gotten better at keeping his emotions under control and not showing Tom that he was anything but okay.

Now he just wants to rest and not think, and maybe try explaining the situation to him properly with his communicator later.]