Albert Wesker (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
manufactured) wrote2017-04-30 12:43 am
manufactured) wrote2017-04-30 12:43 am
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Albert Wesker. Pharmaceutical Research and Development. This surely won't end poorly.
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You've been helping me a great deal tonight, actually. I appreciate it.
[He'll accept it easily enough.]
You've been helping me sort through my feelings on things. It's not something I really would have done on my own.
You've been helping me sort through my feelings on things. It's not something I really would have done on my own.
I think it's good to understand who I used to be, in some ways. I don't know how much I want to sympathize, because to be honest that idea scares me...but I think understanding might be a good thing.
[Jaeger awakes with a jolt from a nightmare and it takes him a long time to get his breathing under control. He doesn't get up or try to wake Wesker; the last thing he wants to do is interrupt his boyfriend's sleep, but god that was... unpleasant.
Okay, so that's putting it very lightly, but he doesn't really want to think about it or focus on it. It's fine, it was just a bad dream and they're here now, and it's not like Wesker's going to forget everything that happened here. It's fine.
...Maybe.]
Okay, so that's putting it very lightly, but he doesn't really want to think about it or focus on it. It's fine, it was just a bad dream and they're here now, and it's not like Wesker's going to forget everything that happened here. It's fine.
...Maybe.]
[Wesker has always been a light sleeper, particularly after nightmares; sometimes it's difficult to wake from them but generally speaking if Jaeger is awake, then so is he.
Tonight is a little different, though, tonight was...jarring, and it wasn't particularly anyone's idea of a good time, and it's the sort of dream that leaves him feeling cold and somewhat outside himself when he awakens from it and it takes him a moment to remember where he is.
They're in the manor, and the room is his own and not someone else's (not Spencer's, it doesn't belong to Spencer because it never belonged to Spencer) and it takes him a while to realize that Jaeger's breathing isn't the usual even pattern that implies he's asleep.]
So you're awake.
[...Thanks, Wesker.]
...Are you all right?
[That's better.]
Tonight is a little different, though, tonight was...jarring, and it wasn't particularly anyone's idea of a good time, and it's the sort of dream that leaves him feeling cold and somewhat outside himself when he awakens from it and it takes him a moment to remember where he is.
They're in the manor, and the room is his own and not someone else's (not Spencer's, it doesn't belong to Spencer because it never belonged to Spencer) and it takes him a while to realize that Jaeger's breathing isn't the usual even pattern that implies he's asleep.]
So you're awake.
[...Thanks, Wesker.]
...Are you all right?
[That's better.]
I understand if you don't want to talk to me about it.
[It's not exactly a question of whether Jaeger wants to talk at all; he just can see where talking to him about it, specifically - assuming it was the same dream - might not happen.]
[It's not exactly a question of whether Jaeger wants to talk at all; he just can see where talking to him about it, specifically - assuming it was the same dream - might not happen.]
Edited 2018-07-22 15:02 (UTC)
[Jaeger reaches out for one of Wesker's hands. If he's perfectly honest with himself, he doesn't want to talk about it. Not with Wesker, not with anyone. But he's always like this, he'd prefer to just pretend it never happened and move on with his life. It's easier said than done, though, and he's been trying to avoid acting like that.
It takes him a moment, but he finally shakes his head.]
No, I... I'll talk to you about it. I just... don't really know where to start...
It takes him a moment, but he finally shakes his head.]
No, I... I'll talk to you about it. I just... don't really know where to start...
[He isn't facing Jaeger properly; he knows his eyes are disturbing, and even in the darkness he prefers keeping them averted, at least. He'll find Jaeger's hand immediately with his own, however; he knows this is difficult.]
Take your time. It'll be all right.
Take your time. It'll be all right.
Yes, it will be.
[He sounds confident about that, at least.
He knows he should be focusing on this, but right now all he can think about is how Wesker's looking away. The eyes are still creepy, but he doesn't like the idea that Wesker won't look at him because of them. It might not necessarily be just because of his own comfort, but...]
...I promise I'll talk about it in a moment, I'm not trying to avoid it, but... You can look at me, if you want to.
[He hesitates for a moment, trying to find a more eloquent way to word it before finally giving up.]
I'd like it if you did.
[He sounds confident about that, at least.
He knows he should be focusing on this, but right now all he can think about is how Wesker's looking away. The eyes are still creepy, but he doesn't like the idea that Wesker won't look at him because of them. It might not necessarily be just because of his own comfort, but...]
...I promise I'll talk about it in a moment, I'm not trying to avoid it, but... You can look at me, if you want to.
[He hesitates for a moment, trying to find a more eloquent way to word it before finally giving up.]
I'd like it if you did.
Liar.
[It's as gentle as it always is, though; there's never anything sharp or accusatory when he says that.]
I know it bothers you; I don't like the way it looks, either. It's fine.
[It's as gentle as it always is, though; there's never anything sharp or accusatory when he says that.]
I know it bothers you; I don't like the way it looks, either. It's fine.
I'm not lying. I want you to look at me.
[He's not entirely sure he can explain it; he's not really sure he understands why he wants it so badly right now, but give him a moment and he'll try to work himself out.]
I... I want you to feel comfortable around me. I don't want you to feel like you have to look away for my sake. I want to get used to your eyes.
[They're still creepy and he's sure it'll take time to get used to them, but that's what he wants more than anything else right now.]
[He's not entirely sure he can explain it; he's not really sure he understands why he wants it so badly right now, but give him a moment and he'll try to work himself out.]
I... I want you to feel comfortable around me. I don't want you to feel like you have to look away for my sake. I want to get used to your eyes.
[They're still creepy and he's sure it'll take time to get used to them, but that's what he wants more than anything else right now.]
I do feel comfortable around you; you would know it if I didn't.
[His gaze is still averted, though, shifting around awkwardly like he isn't certain where to focus for the time being; after a moment he'll let them slide closed for a bit.]
They're ugly at best, Jaeger. I hate them.
[He'll open them eventually, though, and he isn't making eye contact very well but at least he's trying a bit more.]
[His gaze is still averted, though, shifting around awkwardly like he isn't certain where to focus for the time being; after a moment he'll let them slide closed for a bit.]
They're ugly at best, Jaeger. I hate them.
[He'll open them eventually, though, and he isn't making eye contact very well but at least he's trying a bit more.]
[Jaeger's grip tightens on Wesker's hand encouragingly. It's not exactly okay because Wesker's eyes are still pretty creepy, but he's not looking away or flinching.]
I understand. I want to get used to them, though. It's... important to me.
[He's not sure how to word it, but there's something almost comforting about seeing them again after dealing with that dream version of Wesker.]
I understand. I want to get used to them, though. It's... important to me.
[He's not sure how to word it, but there's something almost comforting about seeing them again after dealing with that dream version of Wesker.]
...I can try to show them to you more often if you want, then.
[It's going to be awkward and he's pretty sure no one's going to like it, but it can be done, he supposes.]
[It's going to be awkward and he's pretty sure no one's going to like it, but it can be done, he supposes.]
You don't have to force yourself if they bother you, you know. I don't mind.
[...Some part of him, though, is pleased with this in some way; he can't explain it very well, and it's difficult to admit to, but it's there.]
[...Some part of him, though, is pleased with this in some way; he can't explain it very well, and it's difficult to admit to, but it's there.]
I want to get used to them. I don't want you to always have to worry about that sort of thing; I want you to feel at ease around me. And besides, it feels sort of strange to talk to you when you're looking away!
[He's always been the sort of person to make entirely too much eye contact. He doesn't stare or anything, but there's always a lot of eye contact. It feels kind of weird not to have that? Even if Wesker's eyes are creepy, he's going to get used to them. He's got his mind set on it now.]
[He's always been the sort of person to make entirely too much eye contact. He doesn't stare or anything, but there's always a lot of eye contact. It feels kind of weird not to have that? Even if Wesker's eyes are creepy, he's going to get used to them. He's got his mind set on it now.]
[Wesker's never liked eye contact in general; it's part of the reason for the dark glasses all the time - so it's more difficult to tell when he's avoiding it. But he'll attempt for now, at least, though he'll occasionally glance away just because of who he is as a person.]
...We do have a fair amount to talk about, don't we.
[It's not precisely a question.]
...We do have a fair amount to talk about, don't we.
[It's not precisely a question.]
[...Ah. That gets him to glance away for a moment before he corrects it and nods.]
Yes, I suppose we do. I'm... still not really sure where to start...
[He wants to reassure Wesker that he's okay, but is he? Honestly, he's not sure.]
That dream was... a bit much. To put it lightly.
Yes, I suppose we do. I'm... still not really sure where to start...
[He wants to reassure Wesker that he's okay, but is he? Honestly, he's not sure.]
That dream was... a bit much. To put it lightly.
I assume it was similar to how things worked in October, where we were experiencing the same thing. With Barry, this time...?
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