who: tj hammond and various what: belated event and date stuff when: backdated to the event where: convention, his room, etc. warnings: drug use, sex talk, flirting, being a mess in general
[Yeah, TJ can recognize him through the haze. His only god damn friend. Anywhere. Here or back home. He extends a hand blindly, trying to grab onto the guy. He manages it, barely, laying his weight across Shigeru heavily.]
No, it's not okay. [He tucks his face into the crook of Shigeru's neck. Affectionate. Needy. Desperate.] They did something. I'm high.
And I've been so good here. H-haven't touched anything.
[The tears are flowing now, dripping to soak Shigeru's collar.]
I wanna go home. I don't want to feel like this.
[It felt too good. The addict in him was celebrating, reveling in the euphoria and freedom that came from being drunk or high.]
W-Wait, TJ! [ Oh. No. This is bad. Shigeru is definitely not okay with the sudden contact. There's a little yelp of surprise from him and his body stiffens in what can only be surmised as fear as he tries to pull away a little. There's a a soft 'ah' as he feels his body go stiff, wanting nothing more than to push TJ away and run to the nearest bathroom and wash his hands. It wasn't supposed to be like this. He doesn't like this at all. It was different with other people still. Shigeru could handle it rather easily with Genji and Dodger. But someone he's only met...it was, it was bad. He felt...gross, like he needed to take a shower right now.
But he'll force the thoughts and the panic down long enough to respond. He'll swallow thickly and take a deep breath before he responds. ]
Let me help you. I-I can get rid of those drugs in your system. [ He might be pulling away now, his voice a little shaky as he looks at TJ before averting his eyes once more. His face is so red and Shigeru feels a bit silly for that but he's not used to affectionate gestures from random people still. ]
My-my powers can help you. Once it's out of your system we should get you home so you can rest, okay?
[TJ doesn't notice the way Shigeru goes stiff, trying to pull away from the physical contact that TJ really doesn't mean to offer up so freely.]
Can you do that?
[He leans back, expression incredulous. Not because Shigeru can do magic, though that's fucking awesome too, but that he'd be willing to do it for a guy like him. He's desperate for the help, for that little bit of kindness, but he can't ask for it. He can't admit that he needs someone else. Every time he does it comes back to bite him in the ass.]
At least take me home. Please. Wanna go home.
[While he won't put anymore space between them unless Shigeru tells him to or makes him, TJ does loosen the grip he has on his shirt.]
O-Of course I can. My powers let me do that. [ Just keep talking to keep his mind off of how gross he feels right now. Sorry TJ he's just not used to having this much contact so suddenly. ]
We can go right now. I'll get us a taxi and-and I can help you there.
[ Shigeru will pull away, trying not to look pale or sick right now. He doesn't like the contact but he feels bad telling the other man to let him go. He'll tolerate it for now, but he's definitely going to scrub his hands when they get to TJ's place. After pausing to collect himself Shigeru will call a taxi and get TJ in it before they head back to his place. It's a strange sense of deja vu that he's getting with TJ. He reminds Shigeru a lot of Dodger and it makes him want to help the other man. ]
You just need to rest. We're almost there. Do you...want to talk about what happened? [ He'll ask in the back seat, rubbing his hands a little on his pants leg. ]
[He had to put his trust on somebody and that trust was Shigeru right now. There was nobody else to help him. Nobody that he had a platonic relationship with that he knew wouldn't try to mess with him in this state. TJ stumbles to get into the taxi, squeezing his eyes shut as his head hits the seat, hands fisted at his sides.]
I promised my Nana I'd stay sober.
[TJs lip shakes so he sucks it into his mouth. A few deep breaths before he says anything else.]
And I have been this whole damn time. Until tonight. I didn't know that it was laced with anything. I did stuff. Danced, kissed, maybe more. I don't really remember it all.
O-Okay. Hang on. [ Shigeru will close his eyes as he takes a deep breath before he lightly touches TJ's wrist. His powers will start working immediately there and then. TJ will feel himself losing that high and whatever other side effects the drugs might have caused. The haze of it all will dissipate and he'll eventually find himself feeling better then he had a moment ago, probably even better than he's felt in a long time. Shigeru will open his eyes again and give TJ a sympathetic look. ]
It's not your fault if it was-was laced with something. I think you're...being a little too hard on yourself.
[ Says the man who is also way too hard on himself. ]
[TJ shivers and wraps his arms around himself, his expression slowly softening as his mind clears and Shigeru's magic pulls the drugs from his system.]
No, maybe it wasn't. Doesn't change the fact that it only takes a little to remind me how much I love it.
[He opens his eyes and glances over.]
Yeah, it's better. [TJ doesn't ask how Shigeru could do it. It doesn't matter.] Thanks for, you know. All of this.
[Taking him home. Getting him better. Not taking advantage.]
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[Yeah, TJ can recognize him through the haze. His only god damn friend. Anywhere. Here or back home. He extends a hand blindly, trying to grab onto the guy. He manages it, barely, laying his weight across Shigeru heavily.]
No, it's not okay. [He tucks his face into the crook of Shigeru's neck. Affectionate. Needy. Desperate.] They did something. I'm high.
And I've been so good here. H-haven't touched anything.
[The tears are flowing now, dripping to soak Shigeru's collar.]
I wanna go home. I don't want to feel like this.
[It felt too good. The addict in him was celebrating, reveling in the euphoria and freedom that came from being drunk or high.]
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But he'll force the thoughts and the panic down long enough to respond. He'll swallow thickly and take a deep breath before he responds. ]
Let me help you. I-I can get rid of those drugs in your system. [ He might be pulling away now, his voice a little shaky as he looks at TJ before averting his eyes once more. His face is so red and Shigeru feels a bit silly for that but he's not used to affectionate gestures from random people still. ]
My-my powers can help you. Once it's out of your system we should get you home so you can rest, okay?
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Can you do that?
[He leans back, expression incredulous. Not because Shigeru can do magic, though that's fucking awesome too, but that he'd be willing to do it for a guy like him. He's desperate for the help, for that little bit of kindness, but he can't ask for it. He can't admit that he needs someone else. Every time he does it comes back to bite him in the ass.]
At least take me home. Please. Wanna go home.
[While he won't put anymore space between them unless Shigeru tells him to or makes him, TJ does loosen the grip he has on his shirt.]
I'll do whatever you want.
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We can go right now. I'll get us a taxi and-and I can help you there.
[ Shigeru will pull away, trying not to look pale or sick right now. He doesn't like the contact but he feels bad telling the other man to let him go. He'll tolerate it for now, but he's definitely going to scrub his hands when they get to TJ's place. After pausing to collect himself Shigeru will call a taxi and get TJ in it before they head back to his place. It's a strange sense of deja vu that he's getting with TJ. He reminds Shigeru a lot of Dodger and it makes him want to help the other man. ]
You just need to rest. We're almost there. Do you...want to talk about what happened? [ He'll ask in the back seat, rubbing his hands a little on his pants leg. ]
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[He had to put his trust on somebody and that trust was Shigeru right now. There was nobody else to help him. Nobody that he had a platonic relationship with that he knew wouldn't try to mess with him in this state. TJ stumbles to get into the taxi, squeezing his eyes shut as his head hits the seat, hands fisted at his sides.]
I promised my Nana I'd stay sober.
[TJs lip shakes so he sucks it into his mouth. A few deep breaths before he says anything else.]
And I have been this whole damn time. Until tonight. I didn't know that it was laced with anything. I did stuff. Danced, kissed, maybe more. I don't really remember it all.
[Maybe he would later. Maybe he wouldn't.]
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It's not your fault if it was-was laced with something. I think you're...being a little too hard on yourself.
[ Says the man who is also way too hard on himself. ]
But how do you feel? Is that better?
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No, maybe it wasn't. Doesn't change the fact that it only takes a little to remind me how much I love it.
[He opens his eyes and glances over.]
Yeah, it's better. [TJ doesn't ask how Shigeru could do it. It doesn't matter.] Thanks for, you know. All of this.
[Taking him home. Getting him better. Not taking advantage.]
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[ Who knows what would have happened if he had? ]
We're almost back at the apartment building. Are you okay to get upstairs?
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[Then others would take photos. He appreciates Shigeru doing the right thing, even if it's something that comes natural to him.]
Yeah, I'll get upstairs on my own.
Let me pay you back for this somehow.
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[ Shigeru would never want for TJ to be taken advantage of in that state. ]
Oh! You-you don't have to do that! I would never want you to pay me back for something like this.