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[Action, July 11th-13th]
[To say that Billy is a bit of a basket case right now would be a severe understatement. His mom is here. His admittedly teenage and therefore doesn't-know-who-he-is-and-kind-of-alternate-universe mom, yes, but that doesn't seem to make the intensity of his feelings about the matter any different. One small comfort is that they're getting along (so far), and their shared powers gives them common ground, but there's still that lingering... risk that he can't stop thinking about. That he won't be able to keep his secrets, that eventually everything will come crumbling down. He's terrified of that.
The first day, he does little else but fret and mull over it, after separating from Wanda; Teddy's kind enough to cancel any of his daily doings, since he's in no state to be pretending like everything's normal. It had been hard enough with Wanda the first time. Today, though, he feels much better. His head is more clear, he's found his center of calm, and he spent at least half the day and night before meditating so he figures he has a firm grasp on his sanity again.
There are certain things that he knows he needs to do, especially since he ditched all his usual priorities the day before, so he's made himself a list, and today he's going through it all. It is as follows: He swing by the art gallery and removes some of his work, namely anything that features the Scarlet Witch (only a couple of pieces, mind you, and they're his, but art theft is still art theft). He attends training with Logan and begs for forgiveness about skipping the day before (beg may be an overstatement of what actually happens because he isn't really sorry at all). He'll attend X-Men Training and try to perform decently despite feeling ridiculously scatterbrained. And finally, he'll probably talk to some Very Important People in the process of completing the rest of his list.
In the end, well... he's decided to track down Wanda again, maybe not now, but some time in the near future. Because despite his fears and misgivings, despite everything he's likely to say to everyone else - that it's a bad idea, that he'll mess things up, that he'll accidentally reveal himself - the temptation of sharing his powers with hers, teaching her, helping her, is too strong to resist. This is about more than a lost family, now. This is about magic.]
The first day, he does little else but fret and mull over it, after separating from Wanda; Teddy's kind enough to cancel any of his daily doings, since he's in no state to be pretending like everything's normal. It had been hard enough with Wanda the first time. Today, though, he feels much better. His head is more clear, he's found his center of calm, and he spent at least half the day and night before meditating so he figures he has a firm grasp on his sanity again.
There are certain things that he knows he needs to do, especially since he ditched all his usual priorities the day before, so he's made himself a list, and today he's going through it all. It is as follows: He swing by the art gallery and removes some of his work, namely anything that features the Scarlet Witch (only a couple of pieces, mind you, and they're his, but art theft is still art theft). He attends training with Logan and begs for forgiveness about skipping the day before (beg may be an overstatement of what actually happens because he isn't really sorry at all). He'll attend X-Men Training and try to perform decently despite feeling ridiculously scatterbrained. And finally, he'll probably talk to some Very Important People in the process of completing the rest of his list.
In the end, well... he's decided to track down Wanda again, maybe not now, but some time in the near future. Because despite his fears and misgivings, despite everything he's likely to say to everyone else - that it's a bad idea, that he'll mess things up, that he'll accidentally reveal himself - the temptation of sharing his powers with hers, teaching her, helping her, is too strong to resist. This is about more than a lost family, now. This is about magic.]
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[Now that Billy's got a grip on the drink, Teddy sits down beside him, an arm winding around his back both in support and with an ulterior motive in mind. His fingers pass over the muscles in Billy's shoulders, subtly looking for tension there, before he lets his hand settle on his upper arm.]
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[Billy hugs the mocha closer, lifts it, takes a long sip, and sighs emphatically as he lowers it, a smile finally gracing his lips. Better. Much better, and it's enough to help him relax a little, leaning into Teddy's hand.]
God, yeah. This is just what I needed, thanks.
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[Teddy pulls Billy against his side, though he muses over something as well. Billy's still in the same position...]
You look like you've been that way forever. At least stretch your legs a little.
[His knees are so going to pop once they're stretched, Teddy's calling it right now.]
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[But he's still a little resistant. If only because leg cramps are something he knows very well, considering all the meditating he's done since his powers manifested.]
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[He relents, though, leaning forward and setting the coffee cup on the table and - with a grimace and a slightly-melodramatic moan - stretches his legs out across the surface of it.]
...Ohhh my god, I regret everything.
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It'll only be bad for a minute or two. Just tilt your head back and shut your eyes.
[Even if Billy doesn't follow those instructions, Teddy still sets his fingers on his sore legs, feeling along the thighs and calves and seriously wishing those pants were off, and for once, it isn't for sexual intent. It's simply much easier to feel which muscles are tense if he's touching bare skin.
Regardless, he can pretty much guess based on how Billy was sitting, cross-legged as he was. He starts at the heel of his foot, applying enough pressure to feel as if he were using his palms instead, and he slides them up the back of his leg, all the way up to his upper thighs, before gliding down again, easing the blood flow and encouraging it back to the heart.
This would be easier if Billy was on his stomach instead, but this works well enough.]
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inappropriate noises and mumbling his appreciation, depending on where Teddy's massaging, and lets himself be manhandled in any way Teddy requires him to be.At least until the pins and needles kick in- then there are some complaints, but they don't last long. Not with his boyfriend doing wonders to every sore part of him.]
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His starkphone is too far away to reach, so he can't play his calming music (which mostly just consists of Oblivion tracks). He can, however, hum some tunes from said game album, knowing just about every one by heart. Maybe, hopefully, his humming voice can be just as good. Like how Billy's humming and rare singing can make Teddy feel warm and peaceful.]
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Mostly he's just enjoying the heck out of himself and wondering how he wound up so damn spoiled today.]
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But this is much easier, Billy being on his stomach. Teddy moves to a better seating position, then continues with his ministrations, this time being able reach the gluts before sliding his hands back down, pressing a little harder into the muscles that would ache more due to being bent for so long. Around the knees, his thighs, even the feet, where he'd likely put pressure on them.
It takes about eight minutes for each leg, and by the time he's finished, Teddy's got one of Billy's feet against his shoulder while he walks his fingers up and down the Achilles tendon.]
Want a break? I don't think you want to let your drink melt.
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Man... first you bring me coffee and then you try to put me to sleep? Make up your mind...
[He can't entirely be a brat, though, sliding his foot over the surface of Teddy's neck and shoulder, toes grazing gently as if stroking the skin.]
...Thank you, though. This feels amazing.
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[It's not often that Teddy mentions his mother, and for good reason. In fact, he gets off of the subject pretty quickly, reaching over to take Billy's drink and move it up closer to him, waiting for him to take it.]
Did you figure anything out?
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[Billy sits up more, accepting the cup and sipping thoughtfully for a long moment. Figure anything out? He's not sure that was even the purpose of today. He'd needed this break for his sanity, not for sorting out his own thoughts. Though in retrospect he knows he should have done that, too.
He does have a few decisions to be made, after all.]
Not... exactly. But I feel better, a little. I mean, I'm not freaking out about it as much as I was a few hours ago.
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[And he means it. Even if nothing's been figured out, having a clearer head and accepting the words of others - particularly Teddy - is always a good thing. This is a big issue, after all.
Now that they're on this subject, Teddy lowers Billy's leg to the couch and walks his hands up, and up, until he reaches the small of his back.]
Do you want to talk about it, or...?
[It'd be okay if Billy didn't want to talk about this in particular with Teddy; he could never really understand the way he'd want to, what with having grown up with only one family member and now having none whatsoever... biologically speaking.]
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But... he'd brought up his mom, and Billy's being more careful this time. Hrngh... why does this have to be so hard?]
...What would you do? If, like... Anelle showed up here as a kid or something. Would you tell her the truth, or...?
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Even so, as he pressing his hands against Billy and slides them up his back, his thoughts jump to something else. Not Anelle, but...]
I know we shouldn't talk about the future, but... After the war ended back on our world, there was a broadcast of Captain Marvel saying that he came back. In the flesh, Billy, actually back. We were on a date in Times Square when it happened, and I decided to be a lousy boyfriend and bail to try to find him.
[He doesn't mention that Billy followed him, or that he made a callous remark that made Teddy actually have to warn him.]
I did find him. Apparently, it was some kind of time travel thing that made him show up again. And I kind of blurted out immediately that I was his son.
[A half smile comes up, slightly bitter and not at all real.] He bolted. I don't know what I was expecting, some kind of father-son reunion or... whatever. God, I acted terrible to everyone after that. Sorry in advance for that.
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Teddy, oh my god...
[It shouldn't be a surprise, really, considering the number of times superheroes have returned from the dead, but- god, sometimes you just assume they won't return because it's been so long since they died. Marvel was one of those people.
But... alive? Teddy's dad is alive? That's kind of incredible. Even if he bailed, at least there was a chance...!]
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[Teddy tries not to inject too much emotion in his voice, since the meeting still leaves him so conflicted. Instead he keeps going, focused on Billy's back and where his hands press against him.]
He met up with me later, and we just... talked for a little while. How the Kree children grew up, how I grew up, how I'd talk to a picture of my dad when I was a kid... And we hugged at the end, once.
[His hands slide up to Billy's neck, thumbs rubbing circles in the back of it with tenderness.] Billy, at that moment, for just a second, I felt like I wasn't truly alone in the world. But it was just for a second... [He slides his hands down once more.] He had to go back to his time. I thought it wasn't fair, even if I... sort of understood. [If by "sort of" he means "throw a tantrum and cry on the roof like a stupid kid".]
Then he flew off, and I never saw him again after that.
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I'm sorry... I'm so sorry, Ted.
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It's okay. [He's kind of come to expect it now.]
My case is different from yours. Mar-vell isn't Wanda, especially not this Wanda. But I guess what I'm trying to say is... What are you expecting, by telling her who you are?
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He settles for filing that information away for later, tilting his head down to the pillow again, fingers drumming against the coffee cup.]
Honestly? I wish I knew. The dreamer in me wants to believe that she'll accept me as her kid, and we'll have awesome magical bonding time, and everything will be fine and we'll both be better off for it. But at the same time the realistic half - or cynical, whatever - is reminding me what a horrible idea this is. I could really mess her up, and... it's selfish of me to even consider it.
[Yet he can't seem to stop doing just that.]
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[With Billy's head tilted down again, Teddy slides his free hand up to rub at the back of his neck again, where it's likely being strained.]
It's not selfish. Take it from me. I know I felt the same thing when I flew around like crazy trying to find Captain Marvel. If there's one thing I learned from that whole experience? It's that every kid who has a real parent out there wants to know more about them. Especially if the opportunity's there. It's not selfishness. I'd be surprised if you weren't thinking about it.
[He lets a small pause go on between them before he goes on.] I'm glad you're actually taking the time to think about it. I didn't think at all before I pulled my stunt.
If you want my opinion? I think she might be better off not knowing. I can't exactly predict her actions or anything... but I don't see it going well no matter how she reacts.
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