who: Victor Frankenstein + You? what: catch-all for March when: various places where: March warnings: I have no idea, but it's Victor, so it might get creepy/morbid/idek
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[ Honestly, Jefferson's track record with relationships is basically nonexistent outside of his one true love experience. Lots of nothing flings, maybe a fwb here and there, and then he fell hard and fast for Priscilla. And then it's been tumbleweeds since her death.
Basically: Victor's right to feel dubious about his advice. ]
You seem utterly smitten. [ It's adorable. He recognizes this, from the way he used to talk about Priscilla to others, before they'd ever even started their courtship. Jefferson picks up a bottle of fancy aftershave, as if inspecting it. ] Hm. What to get the perfect man... [ Just a hint of teasing there. ]
[Victor gives him a look but doesn't actually try to deny it. Maybe because Jefferson knew him from a long time ago. Maybe because he doesn't want to dismiss what he's feeling, even if it's just to avoid Jefferson's teasing]
How about you just keep helping me figure out what to do with Lucy? Not that I don't appreciate the help, but I think it's the sort of thing that will mean more if I put in the effort.
That’s why you’re going to help me look after Lucy.
[he picks up some cologne, giving it a sniff. Makes a face and puts it back. He’ll test a few other scents until he finds one that makes him think of James. Seems like a good plan]
His name is James. He leads the aerial unit of the Perimeter Guard. I saw his profile on Friendr and asked what kind of music he liked. We agreed to meet up for drinks, and the sparks flew. I’m not sure how “good” that is to you, but it’s what happened.
[ Which is a redundant question. After all, Victor just said why. And yet, Jefferson has to ask, anyway, surprised that anyone would want him to look after a kid after how monumentally he failed as a father with Grace.
The good news is, this distracts him from the subject of Jim for now. YOU'RE FREE FROM HIS INTERROGATION, VICTOR. ]
She likes you, and you at least have some experience with raising a child. I know this is nothing like your daughter, but... I’m out of my element. I’ll need you to help me out.
[ It's one thing for Jefferson to joke and tease and keep a pleasant demeanor when he's having a good day. It's another to face anything... real. Helping Victor pick out gifts for Lucy, that he can do. But anything more, anything resembling being a guardian of sorts (part-time or otherwise), that just sends cold spikes of anxiety through him.
'A good father,' the old woman called him when he offered every last copper he had for a toy for Grace, even though it wasn't enough. It sounded like a mockery then, and he can hear it just as clear now. ]
I left her. Grace. [ He swallows thickly, like the lump in his throat's about to choke him. ] How can I help you when I couldn't even be a father to my own daughter?
[ No, he supposes Victor is right. They can't take the past back. If they could, would he have helped the Dark One break Regina's heart in the first place? A question he sometimes asks himself, at his lowest points when all he can do is wallow in the fact that if you go back far enough, he had a hand in bringing the curse to life, too.
The decades of self-loathing are difficult to overcome, though. He wants to believe Victor, but all he can say is: ]
[honestly, Victor is right there with him. He has a lot of self hate, too, a lot of blame and guilt he shoulders. But he promised a handsome starship captain he would practice optimism]
I might do that first. She’s so sure I’m good with kids. And James... it frightens me how important they’ve both become. All I want is to protect and care for them. Make them happy. And it’s hard to believe that I can.
[ Jefferson rubs his eyes and lets out a short exhale. ]
Yeah. Welcome to love and... starting a family. That feeling never goes away.
[ The drive to protect and care, and the fear of anything bad happening to them. He claps Victor on the shoulder, though, momentarily distracted from his own misery. ]
You're going to do a lot of stupid things for them, and it'll all be worth it.
[ Well. It won't all be worth it. But what are the odds that Victor will screw up as catastrophically as Jefferson?? Ha. ]
[Victor lets out a shaky breath. He hasn’t felt love for someone since his brother. Now Jefferson has to call him out on feeling it for two new people. He’s not sure if Jefferson knows him that well or if it’s that obvious]
Do me a favor and don’t tell James about that. I’d rather be the one to say it.
[if he can even bring himself to. Saying it out loud feels too much. But buying him things or making things for him? Perfectly acceptable]
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Basically: Victor's right to feel dubious about his advice. ]
You seem utterly smitten. [ It's adorable. He recognizes this, from the way he used to talk about Priscilla to others, before they'd ever even started their courtship. Jefferson picks up a bottle of fancy aftershave, as if inspecting it. ] Hm. What to get the perfect man... [ Just a hint of teasing there. ]
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How about you just keep helping me figure out what to do with Lucy? Not that I don't appreciate the help, but I think it's the sort of thing that will mean more if I put in the effort.
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Fair enough. Daughters are more my area of expertise, anyway.
[ He casts a sidelong glance at Victor. ]
At least tell me his name. What he does. How you met. [ He gestures vaguely. ] I could use some good gossip.
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[he picks up some cologne, giving it a sniff. Makes a face and puts it back. He’ll test a few other scents until he finds one that makes him think of James. Seems like a good plan]
His name is James. He leads the aerial unit of the Perimeter Guard. I saw his profile on Friendr and asked what kind of music he liked. We agreed to meet up for drinks, and the sparks flew. I’m not sure how “good” that is to you, but it’s what happened.
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Me? Why?
[ Which is a redundant question. After all, Victor just said why. And yet, Jefferson has to ask, anyway, surprised that anyone would want him to look after a kid after how monumentally he failed as a father with Grace.
The good news is, this distracts him from the subject of Jim for now. YOU'RE FREE FROM HIS INTERROGATION, VICTOR. ]
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'A good father,' the old woman called him when he offered every last copper he had for a toy for Grace, even though it wasn't enough. It sounded like a mockery then, and he can hear it just as clear now. ]
I'm not-- I wouldn't be any help.
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I left her. Grace. [ He swallows thickly, like the lump in his throat's about to choke him. ] How can I help you when I couldn't even be a father to my own daughter?
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[he's getting the hang of this pep talk stuff. Maybe]
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The decades of self-loathing are difficult to overcome, though. He wants to believe Victor, but all he can say is: ]
I'll only end up disappointing Lucy.
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I might do that first. She’s so sure I’m good with kids. And James... it frightens me how important they’ve both become. All I want is to protect and care for them. Make them happy. And it’s hard to believe that I can.
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Yeah. Welcome to love and... starting a family. That feeling never goes away.
[ The drive to protect and care, and the fear of anything bad happening to them. He claps Victor on the shoulder, though, momentarily distracted from his own misery. ]
You're going to do a lot of stupid things for them, and it'll all be worth it.
[ Well. It won't all be worth it. But what are the odds that Victor will screw up as catastrophically as Jefferson?? Ha. ]
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Do me a favor and don’t tell James about that. I’d rather be the one to say it.
[if he can even bring himself to. Saying it out loud feels too much. But buying him things or making things for him? Perfectly acceptable]