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So cradle your head in your hands and breathe [Post-trial Week 9]
[He hated it. He hated the idea of making Adam wait, hated the idea of not being able to go back to his own room and just stop everything, but he was approached before he could even leave the trial room and had to figure out a way to slip past Adam for a little while. He'd at least had the foresight to let Adam into his room and promised he'd be quick, he had to just decompress for a bit, did his best not to feel bad he skirted the truth and failed anyway.
It's about an hour and a half after the trial when he comes back, unlocking the door and slowly lumbering his way up the ladder to his room. It's become something comfortable knowing that someone was waiting for him. On the other hand, he's a little worried anyway.]
...you still awake? [It's still pretty damn early, he'd be surprised if Adam was asleep.]
It's about an hour and a half after the trial when he comes back, unlocking the door and slowly lumbering his way up the ladder to his room. It's become something comfortable knowing that someone was waiting for him. On the other hand, he's a little worried anyway.]
...you still awake? [It's still pretty damn early, he'd be surprised if Adam was asleep.]
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He glances over at the mention of Ares, assuming that the god of war interfering with plans probably wasn't a good thing. He lets Luke finish, though, and... there it is. The answer to his question. He hadn't been expecting it and it's a lot more than he thought it would be. He swallows, feeling enormously overwhelmed and happy that he's given Luke something. Even if it's just one person who cares about him, he knows how much that can mean to someone. ]
... oh. Makes sense. [ What else can he say to that? He thinks about the anecdote a little more and what it actually has to do with Adam caring about him. It's not a hard puzzle, mostly because Adam knows the same feeling—the idea that you're unlovable, the feeling of never being cared about. That's what Adam wanted to take Opal away from, and what he wants to take Luke away from too. He reaches over and puts a hand on his arm. ]
It's not just me. I told you that Opal and Gansey will love you. Ronan might too eventually. [ Really, he doesn't think it'll be that hard once he tells Ronan everything Luke did for him. ] I'm going to make sure you get the life that you always deserved.
[ There's a pause and he has to know: ] Did you ever feel like it was your fault? [ That his dad didn't care for him. ] Did anyone ever prove you wrong?
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So. He doesn't entirely know why he's telling Adam specifically other than he thinks Adam will understand and he knows Adam needs to hear certain words from him. He doesn't seem to mind the idle touch even if he's sliding his gaze back to Adam carefully.]
That's an incredibly big thing to dangle in front of somebody. [And yet it sounds nice all the same. The real trouble with being alive for ten more weeks and on the other side of the end of his life is that there's too much time to think. He remembers how hard his life was from the time he was a child and how no one bothered to help him. He's not sure what sort of life he deserved. He had friends. The girls had cared about him, but in a way it still left a bit of a gap.
He also isn't sure how to answer that question.] When I was really, really young maybe I felt like it might have been something I did. Like I wasn't praying hard enough or something. Later I just assumed it was his own fault despite what he said to me. Same with her. Annabeth figured out at the last minute that my mom knew I was the hero of the prophecy when I was born. Annabeth tried really, really hard to prove that things weren't my fault. [There's a wobbly grin though like he's unsure what to think.] But I tried to explain to her and Thalia both why I was doing this and how this was repayment for our families abandoning us and both of them never looked at me the same again. Annabeth called me a monster and insulted my intelligence. [That was a real bad time.]
...but nobody really proved me wrong entirely, no. [Which is true. It's knowledge Luke would never have. He would never know that his dad actually cared nor would he ever know all of the things Percy Jackson knew. Or maybe he was just too far gone to listen to reason but there's no sense in admitting that either.] In the end, the only person who saved me was myself. [...and Annabeth.]
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So no, he's not dangling it in front of Luke. He's thought about it like he thought about it with Opal. The other option is leaving him, which isn't an option at all. ] You'll have it. [ He doesn't add on 'I promise' or anything because he's already certain of it. All they have to do is make it through this and find a way back. Admittedly, a big task.
There's another difference between him and Luke. Adam always thought it was his own fault until recently, but Luke blamed his dad. It's what Adam should have always done. But, as always with Luke, things got worse. He frowns in particular at the idea of Annabeth calling him a monster. His grip tightens just slightly on Luke's arm, protective. ]
It's not you. [ So he can't speak for Luke's dad or do anything that might actually help Luke's issues, but he's going to say it because he always wanted someone to say it to him. ] It's his fault for not caring. You're not unlovable. I'm proof of that.
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The tightened grip doesn't go unnoticed, but like most things like this he doesn't draw attention to it. Adam is, again, the only one who can get away with this. He mulls on the words quietly, unsure of how to proceed immediately. He blatantly remembers lying bloodied on the throne room floor and asking Annabeth if she loved him. He wasn't really sure what kind of love he'd been inquiring about, though her answer wasn't entirely unexpected either. He had screwed up. He knows that.]
You tryin' to confess something to me here? [It's a very ill-timed joke, he knows, but the way his tone shifts is enough indication that despite the fact he's trying to tease him those words do have the necessary impact. It's something he hadn't thought much on since the day before when so many people had expressed their displeasure with his date with the proximity mine. Had he really somehow fooled all of these people into caring about him on some level? How? Perhaps he should be shamed of admitting these things to an eighteen year old but Adam's become an expert on keeping him at ease.
Of course, his brain kicks in helpfully. 'Adam Parrish was abused and unloved by his parents.' Of course Adam understands what to say.] Wanna know something else? You're also proof that things can get better. [Not just for himself, but for Adam himself.]
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Still, he's not expecting something in return. He pulls his arm back in surprise, but he lingers there on the bed, staring at a spot near Luke like he's trying to come up with something to say. It means a lot to him in whatever way he meant it. That Adam has made things better for himself, that he's made things better for Luke. Both are pretty big. Changing someone else's life and his own. A light smile appears on his face to show he's pleased with it, but then he stands up quickly. ]
Aren't you tired? I didn't mean to keep you up. It... was a good talk, though. [ Which is to say that he's not pretending it didn't happen or that he didn't mean it. It's a very real conversation that became a little too much. He's not an expert at feelings things. ] Thanks.
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That's what this is, really. Overwhelming. Adam's made things better. Adam gets it. Luke's fate can be fixed now that he's lived through his first life. Things aren't entirely hopeless. And he recognizes that similar deflection and he rolls his eyes.]
I'm not that tired. [Which is all said even as his eyes are closing on their own.] And I'm the one who kept us up, don't worry about it. Thanks for...yeah. [Apparently whatever spell had been going on here broke because now they're back to being a little uncertain and normal. That suits him fine.] Just turn out the lights whenever you go to bed.