thomas aka jealous girlfriend // for beastthatbearsme, illscreaminstead

[makemebow]

[ Thomas won't lose Chris.

(not to Kaito)

He won't lose, and so he times things. Times it so that when Kaito is due to meet with Chris (and he knows, he always knows), he'll be entering Chris's office to find that Thomas is already there.

(already there and straddling Chris's lap, kissing him almost aggressively and sliding his hands over Chris's torso)

(Chris is his)

(he intends to make sure Kaito knows) ]

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[andstandtall]

I'm hungry, is all.

[ They're not there yet, after all, not out of the cameras.

(he is hungry too, besides that)

(he supposes it's good, that Chris chose that out of all the blind spots to tell him about)

Which means, too, that he ought... ought to be a little more Thomas. He forces his voice back into the higher, more childish range it's more often in, the range he'd slipped out of a moment before. ]

I-- I thought you'd want to eat and get back quicker. Don't you have duels later, or anything?

[illscreaminstead]

[...ah. Duels. Somehow he'd nearly forgotten.

(that aside, though, he can tell that this isn't quite Thomas)

(and he's curious)]

...not tonight, I think.

I'm hungry as well, though, so let's hurry.

[The tone is a little different than it should be. An acknowledgement that he's caught the change, he's wondering.]

[andstandtall]

[ IV glances back at Kaito and nods (hesitant, hesitant, he has to be Thomas for the cameras), then tightens his grip and keeps tugging until they reach their destination.

(he wasn't lying about it being an American diner, at least)

Pulling Kaito in, he shuts the door behind them and then seems to almost slump with relief, exhaling slowly. ]

Ah... Kaito.

We can talk, here. But we should take the chance to eat, too.

[illscreaminstead]

[He looks back and forth, watches the way Thomas relaxes. He can't think why, unless...

Unless this was...]

A blind spot?

[He knows about the cameras. He couldn't not know, after belonging to Heartland for so long, and then to Chris. He knows there are holes. But he didn't know that Thomas would know one.

He tries to wipe the shock off his face, relax.]

...Yes. We should eat.

[Luckily, someone's there to lead them to a table quickly.]

[andstandtall]

[ He waits until they're seated, keeping his ragdoll held at his side and resting it carefully on the table once they're left alone. Shifts, for that, into Thomas, because it's Thomas who needs the doll so much, Thomas who cares for it so much.

When Thomas looks up, when IV focuses on Kaito, the change is... visible. He holds his eyes open wider as Thomas, more childish, more cherub even if he doesn't know that he's doing it. IV is more relaxed - but tense, too, because he can really comprehend the possibilities of what he's going to suggest when he's in this state of mind - and he watches Kaito intently. Watches him and reaches out to knot their fingers together on top of the table.

To present a united front. Make it look more normal; they're just a couple, here, and the only thing odd about them is the ragdoll on the table.

(anchor the both of them, too, don't let anyone see the little tells of the underground) ]

He--

He hurt you.

[ It's a low murmur, like IV is telling himself more than anything. ]

...and-- and Thomas. He made him... he made me that way.

[ IV stumbles over his words, because he's Thomas and Thomas is him but at the same time they're not and he doesn't know how to make it make sense to himself, let alone Kaito. ]

You. You gave me this, though. This side. You brought it out.

Kaito, I--

I need you.

If either of us could ever leave, it would be--

It'd be together.

...would you try? With me?