12-23-2023, 10:51 PM
...I kinda want to go see what's up with Devo, but...
...maybe...not yet.
Probably just piss him off.
You grip and ungrip your wings before turning to go inside the tent.
Tim is sitting by the fire, pulling his knees to his chest and burying his face in them. Cross is still in your little section of the tent, tucked up in her sleeping bag- even in all that chaos, she's still knocked the fuck out.
Something to do with her internal clock...it's really hard for her to wake up early, I think.
...maybe...not yet.
Probably just piss him off.
You grip and ungrip your wings before turning to go inside the tent.
Tim is sitting by the fire, pulling his knees to his chest and burying his face in them. Cross is still in your little section of the tent, tucked up in her sleeping bag- even in all that chaos, she's still knocked the fuck out.
Something to do with her internal clock...it's really hard for her to wake up early, I think.
POLKA DOT: ...hey.
Tim flinches as you speak up, not having heard you step in.
POLKA DOT: I-it's just me.
POLKA DOT: You, uh-
You can tell he's been crying, blue embroidery all over his face- a stark contrast with his red accents.
POLKA DOT: ...you don't look so good.
TIMOTHY: N...no shit, huh?
He huffs, trying to wipe his face off- he's clearly embarrassed, but unable to keep the tears from leaking out still.
TIMOTHY: W-was there some kind of scuffle out there?
TIMOTHY: Couldn't leave the tent to see what all the noise was about.
TIMOTHY: ...was worried one of you, like, fought Devo or something.
You make your way over, plunking yourself onto the ground next to him.
POLKA DOT: Nah, it was-
POLKA DOT: Some kinda animal.
POLKA DOT: Was rummaging around in Roulette's stuff, but it ended up taking Devo's food.
TIMOTHY: Is he okay?
POLKA DOT: He got his pride hurt, but...
POLKA DOT: Physically, he's fine. Got the food back too.
TIMOTHY: Phew...
He sniffles.
TIMOTHY: I just-
TIMOTHY: I don't know what's going on-
TIMOTHY: Everything was going so awesome!
TIMOTHY: I h-had this partner who I cared about so much, and he cared back-
TIMOTHY: But this morning, he just, I just-
POLKA DOT: ...you can tell me what happened.
The scottie dog nods, taking a deep "breath" before continuing.
TIMOTHY: He woke up before me.
TIMOTHY: This happens a lot when we're sharing a space, like-
TIMOTHY: He'll wake up earlier than me, because he tosses and turns and has nightmares.
TIMOTHY: So if I wake up and he's already up, I'll reach over and put my hand on his back.
TIMOTHY: If he's o-okay with more, I'll give him a hug.
TIMOTHY: It's our little signal. A check-in.
TIMOTHY: But today he just-
TIMOTHY: It was like I burned him.
POLKA DOT: Eesh...
POLKA DOT: That bad of a reaction?
TIMOTHY: He yelped, Ribbon.
TIMOTHY: I'm surprised it didn't wake you up immediately, it felt so loud-
TIMOTHY: Maybe it...maybe it was just because it was my hand, but it felt like I had done the worst thing to him, just by a light touch.
TIMOTHY: He started- he started swearing at me, slapping my hand away-
TIMOTHY: Accusing me of trying to-
He has to stop, choking up.
TIMOTHY: Assault him-
TIMOTHY: I would never, ever, not in a million years.
TIMOTHY: We talked so, so much about that kind of stuff, it's- it's a major aspect of our BDSM relationship.
TIMOTHY: But the look on his fucking face-
Tears start pouring out before he can stop them, his voice hitching.
TIMOTHY: I-I don't think I've ever felt worse in m-m-my whole life-