[ Thor does not like texting so he typically always picks voice. Perhaps that is old-fashioned of him, but he is very, very old. Still, from his conversation with David, he decides to followup. His voice is of course very distinctive and booming, warm even through the device. ]
Patrick, my friend! How are you? I wanted to see if you were settling in.
[ It's been long enough since the vine incident that it's no longer a crisis. Things are still a little fragile, maybe, but none of that comes through in Patrick's tone. He's mostly okay, and things are getting better. ]
Hey, Thor.
[ It's still weird, to have a literal god calling him friend, but it's a good weird. ]
Of course. I spoke with your husband on here, I was pleased to see he arrived after all.
[ They would likely both prefer to be home, but Thor assumes it is better to be together than alone when it comes to being a couple. Thor promised David he would say nothing about their discussion and meant it, but it is easy to show care in other ways.]
He said we should try to play the baseball here for fun, but I fear we have no ball. So I made one out of scrap metal.
[ Thor puts the holovid on to show his face smiling and then a perfectly cylinder created ball the same size as a baseball. ]
I made little scrapes in the side to even look like stitches.
You did? Oh, good. I'm glad you two...I'm glad you had a chance to talk to him.
[ God, he would have loved to hear how that conversation went. He'll have to get David's thoughts on Thor later. But he is glad, both that David is here with him (infinitely better than either of them being alone, despite...the challenges they've faced so far) and that he's - hopefully - making friends.
Less glad to see Thor's homemade baseball. His smile freezes in place. ]
Yes, he's very interesting and talkative, which are two of my favorite qualities in other people.
[ Thor is clearly a talker himself. Not in the way that Tony Stark is, with a lot of jibes and chatter and half of which Thor doesn't understand because it's pop culture. But he likes conversation and he likes people! He isn't going to mention that David seemed very distraught and upset. He would be a terrible friend to either of them if he were to break confidances. ]
I haven't been able to find any, but we could ask Perseus.
[ He looks at the ball and wonders what he did wrong. Of course Thor can handle giant metal objects falling at his head without fear of any kind of real injury. It simply wouldn't occur to him! ]
[ David has been working on the surprise for nearly a week. The planning moved incredibly slowly at first, as David was having to organize his honeymoon arrangements while also learning about and trying to manage the customs and expectations of the alien society they're all being forced to play house in. None of it went smoothly, as could be expected with David at the helm of a project, but thankfully it was all completed without a whiff of the preparations accidentally reaching Patrick.
But much like Patrick's clumsy proposal and their hastily re-planned wedding, David's attempt at creating a honeymoon for them ends up going similarly awry. Thor's torrential downpour hits just as David is leading Patrick out into the gardens he's had decorated and filled with food. The star of the show is the gazebo, tastefully draped with sheer curtains, filled with silk cushions, and decked out with so many cut flowers that whatever passes for bees on this planet might end up being a problem, but just as the desired look of recognition is dawning on his husband's face, David hears the boom of thunder and he whips around to scan the clear sky like a nervous rabbit. ]
[ Patrick hadn't been sure what to think when David had dragged him away. He'd been uncharacteristically tight-lipped about where they were going, no matter how much Patrick cajoled (he hadn't quite reduced himself to begging), and with their history lately, it had been difficult to convince himself that whatever David wanted him for, it was definitely a good thing.
But when they reach the gazebo and he sees the curtains, the food, the riot of flowers, and the silk cushions littering the floor, the penny finally drops. A slow smile lights up Patrick's face, and even the crash of thunder in the distance doesn't ruin his mood. He laughs in sheer joy, reaching for David's hand. ]
[ The smile is all the better for how slowly it takes over Patrick's face, and for a few seconds, it's all that David is aware of. Those are a very nice few seconds because almost right away David's anxiety about the thunder he'd just heard swoops right back in and almost distracts him. Almost.
Because Patrick takes his hand and winds their fingers together and that's enough to keep David smiling rather helplessly too. ]
You think so?
[ Normally he'd have more confidence about his presentation but he's been playing things by ear here, and even as he walks Patrick forward into the gardens while holding onto this arm, he can't take his eyes off his husband's face. ]
And-- look! No staff.
[ David bites his lip, thinking of all the strings he'd had to pull and all the protestations of 'but it's our honeymoon!!' he'd had to make just to get the assigned servants to break the rules for him. ]
[ David pulled together a respectable baby sprinkle in Jocelyn Schitt's living room on zero budget and zero notice; even playing things by ear, Patrick's always more than impressed with him. His smile softens, and he turns to look at David, genuinely touched. ]
No staff.
[ David knows how much that means to him - and Patrick knows exactly how hard it is to dodge the all-too-eager waitstaff. He takes David's other hand in his, squeezing them both and gazing at him. ]
[ He loves that when he does something that works, that really reaches Patrick and really shows him at least a part of what David feels for him all the time and can't properly say, he can always tell. His husband's face hides nothing and David wouldn't have it any other way. ]
I know how much you love taking care of me, so... I banished your competition.
[ He's half-kidding, but the time alone with Patrick, here, where they've hardly had any yet, is the actual treat for David. ]
[ Thor waits until it appears the aphrodisiac has been handled before going to actively see people. While he's not uncomfortable with everything that went on, he still knows that it'd wear off, and it is best to let his mind catch back up. He also considers himself security on the ship which means it is up to him to make certain it is clear for the others! Then he allows himself to collapse because damn, has it been a wild few days even for a god.
By the time he shows up at Patrick's door, he's back to his warm and comfortable self. Thor isn't wearing a jumpsuit, he's in his own black clothing-armor with the gun show on full display. He looks well-rested and knocks on Patrick and David's door. He does have some awareness that there could be awkwardness going on, and that's all the more reason he's decided to just push right past it. Letting things languish is not his way. He checks the ship in general first, doing his duties, but he wants to go back to that moment before it happened when stopping by to see Patrick was easy. He'll make it easy again.
Besides, surely they all know after this experience it was no one's fault. Thor is amazing at compartmentalizing. He knocks firmly, an almost hopeful look in his one eye as he waits. Like a dog looking for a friend. ]
[ He'd known from even before he and David had talked, of course, that he couldn't avoid Thor forever. And he doesn't want to. Before anything else, Thor is his friend, the first person to have welcomed him aboard and reassured him that everything would be all right. To make him not feel utterly lost and alone.
He'd been meaning to go and see him ever since he and David had worked things out, in a vague, I'm-going-to-tell-myself-I'm-going-to-do-this-and-then-conveniently-not-get-around-to-it sort of way. But of course, Thor reaches out first. ]
Thor.
[ It's a shock to see him anyway, the sight of him standing there inevitably flashing Patrick right back to the last time he'd shown up at his door like this, hard inside his jumpsuit and with a gaze so intense it had practically nailed Patrick to the wall even before the god himself had. He flushes despite himself, fighting to maintain eye contact. ]
[ Thor also can't help but flash toward everything that happened between them, it was a very sensual experience in his opinion and not something he's likely to forget, but again, compartmentalizing is a specialty. And he will not give up on their friendship; awkwardness is nothing to him. Everything will be fine if they both care enough to move past it, and he hopes so. Of course, he is more than a little interested in offering the same thing now that they're sober, but that is something he plans on leading up to. Eventually. Once he takes the temperature.
Patrick doesn't slam the door in his face so that is a good sign. He sees the flush in Patrick's cheeks and that he's being a little shy, but he really does understand that. Thor won't tease him until he knows it's safe, for now he just smiles warmly at him. ]
It is good to see you too, my friend. I have come to see how you are, if that is not unwelcome.
[ He does remember how upset David told him Patrick was during the vine. But Patrick does not seem upset at least, which is an instant relief. ]
[ He really is glad to see Thor. The god's familiar, unrelenting cheerfulness, and the way he'd chosen to barrel right through any potential awkwardness and come say hello, are surprisingly reassuring. It's not quite enough to make everything feel normal again, but it does help. ]
Um - come on in. [ He steps aside, ushering Thor into the room. ] David's out. He said something about "getting in touch with his inner Beyoncé?"
[ Patrick shakes his head, a little helplessly. ] I...didn't ask.
[ Thor is more soothed by the moment that his instincts about this are correct, and he steps inside the room that he remembers vividly in a new way. Honestly, he thinks now it is a good thing they were in the room to start with. He had a few hookups in hallways, public areas, and unprepared closets. Exciting, yes, but not very practical. He puts it out of his mind for now, raising an eyebrow at that. ]
Beyoncé. [ He considers the name. ] I believe Stark played her music sometimes while training. He is dancing perhaps?
[ Every single thing Thor knows about Earth comes from his friends. From Jane and Darcy, or the Avengers. Tony is a constant source of pop culture and he only occasionally explains things, but Thor is always pleased when he recognizes something. ]
Stark's codename for me is Point Break. Because my hair used to be long and golden. David has that same quick reference humor, they should meet.
[ Thor runs his fingers through his now short hair, it's growing a little longer and it does look lighter on the tips. David and Tony have a few other things in common too. He folds his arms and turns to look at Patrick. ]
You seem better this time. I know the vine was difficult for you. I was concerned.
[ He wears his heart on his sleeve like that, straight-forward, genuine. ]
( the first thing harry sends (completely without warning) is a short video of what is very clearly a dildo, turned about to show it from angles, then another video of what is obviously a butt plug presented in the same manner. )
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( oops did he forget to include david in this message. his bad. )
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voice, @thor.odinson
Patrick, my friend! How are you? I wanted to see if you were settling in.
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Hey, Thor.
[ It's still weird, to have a literal god calling him friend, but it's a good weird. ]
I - we are, thank you. Thank you for asking.
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[ They would likely both prefer to be home, but Thor assumes it is better to be together than alone when it comes to being a couple. Thor promised David he would say nothing about their discussion and meant it, but it is easy to show care in other ways.]
He said we should try to play the baseball here for fun, but I fear we have no ball. So I made one out of scrap metal.
[ Thor puts the holovid on to show his face smiling and then a perfectly cylinder created ball the same size as a baseball. ]
I made little scrapes in the side to even look like stitches.
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[ God, he would have loved to hear how that conversation went. He'll have to get David's thoughts on Thor later. But he is glad, both that David is here with him (infinitely better than either of them being alone, despite...the challenges they've faced so far) and that he's - hopefully - making friends.
Less glad to see Thor's homemade baseball. His smile freezes in place. ]
Oh! That's, uh.
[ That's a concussion waiting to happen. ]
That's - that's great.
No actual balls, huh.
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[ Thor is clearly a talker himself. Not in the way that Tony Stark is, with a lot of jibes and chatter and half of which Thor doesn't understand because it's pop culture. But he likes conversation and he likes people! He isn't going to mention that David seemed very distraught and upset. He would be a terrible friend to either of them if he were to break confidances. ]
I haven't been able to find any, but we could ask Perseus.
[ He looks at the ball and wonders what he did wrong. Of course Thor can handle giant metal objects falling at his head without fear of any kind of real injury. It simply wouldn't occur to him! ]
I will throw it very gently?
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in person~
But much like Patrick's clumsy proposal and their hastily re-planned wedding, David's attempt at creating a honeymoon for them ends up going similarly awry. Thor's torrential downpour hits just as David is leading Patrick out into the gardens he's had decorated and filled with food. The star of the show is the gazebo, tastefully draped with sheer curtains, filled with silk cushions, and decked out with so many cut flowers that whatever passes for bees on this planet might end up being a problem, but just as the desired look of recognition is dawning on his husband's face, David hears the boom of thunder and he whips around to scan the clear sky like a nervous rabbit. ]
What the fuck?
♥
But when they reach the gazebo and he sees the curtains, the food, the riot of flowers, and the silk cushions littering the floor, the penny finally drops. A slow smile lights up Patrick's face, and even the crash of thunder in the distance doesn't ruin his mood. He laughs in sheer joy, reaching for David's hand. ]
David, this is...amazing.
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Because Patrick takes his hand and winds their fingers together and that's enough to keep David smiling rather helplessly too. ]
You think so?
[ Normally he'd have more confidence about his presentation but he's been playing things by ear here, and even as he walks Patrick forward into the gardens while holding onto this arm, he can't take his eyes off his husband's face. ]
And-- look! No staff.
[ David bites his lip, thinking of all the strings he'd had to pull and all the protestations of 'but it's our honeymoon!!' he'd had to make just to get the assigned servants to break the rules for him. ]
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No staff.
[ David knows how much that means to him - and Patrick knows exactly how hard it is to dodge the all-too-eager waitstaff. He takes David's other hand in his, squeezing them both and gazing at him. ]
It's perfect.
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I know how much you love taking care of me, so... I banished your competition.
[ He's half-kidding, but the time alone with Patrick, here, where they've hardly had any yet, is the actual treat for David. ]
I'm... I'm glad you like it.
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HERE WE GO
By the time he shows up at Patrick's door, he's back to his warm and comfortable self. Thor isn't wearing a jumpsuit, he's in his own black clothing-armor with the gun show on full display. He looks well-rested and knocks on Patrick and David's door. He does have some awareness that there could be awkwardness going on, and that's all the more reason he's decided to just push right past it. Letting things languish is not his way. He checks the ship in general first, doing his duties, but he wants to go back to that moment before it happened when stopping by to see Patrick was easy. He'll make it easy again.
Besides, surely they all know after this experience it was no one's fault. Thor is amazing at compartmentalizing. He knocks firmly, an almost hopeful look in his one eye as he waits. Like a dog looking for a friend. ]
yells
He'd been meaning to go and see him ever since he and David had worked things out, in a vague, I'm-going-to-tell-myself-I'm-going-to-do-this-and-then-conveniently-not-get-around-to-it sort of way. But of course, Thor reaches out first. ]
Thor.
[ It's a shock to see him anyway, the sight of him standing there inevitably flashing Patrick right back to the last time he'd shown up at his door like this, hard inside his jumpsuit and with a gaze so intense it had practically nailed Patrick to the wall even before the god himself had. He flushes despite himself, fighting to maintain eye contact. ]
It's - uh, it's good to see you.
[ His voice only squeaks a little bit. ]
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Patrick doesn't slam the door in his face so that is a good sign. He sees the flush in Patrick's cheeks and that he's being a little shy, but he really does understand that. Thor won't tease him until he knows it's safe, for now he just smiles warmly at him. ]
It is good to see you too, my friend. I have come to see how you are, if that is not unwelcome.
[ He does remember how upset David told him Patrick was during the vine. But Patrick does not seem upset at least, which is an instant relief. ]
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[ He really is glad to see Thor. The god's familiar, unrelenting cheerfulness, and the way he'd chosen to barrel right through any potential awkwardness and come say hello, are surprisingly reassuring. It's not quite enough to make everything feel normal again, but it does help. ]
Um - come on in. [ He steps aside, ushering Thor into the room. ] David's out. He said something about "getting in touch with his inner Beyoncé?"
[ Patrick shakes his head, a little helplessly. ] I...didn't ask.
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Beyoncé. [ He considers the name. ] I believe Stark played her music sometimes while training. He is dancing perhaps?
[ Every single thing Thor knows about Earth comes from his friends. From Jane and Darcy, or the Avengers. Tony is a constant source of pop culture and he only occasionally explains things, but Thor is always pleased when he recognizes something. ]
Stark's codename for me is Point Break. Because my hair used to be long and golden. David has that same quick reference humor, they should meet.
[ Thor runs his fingers through his now short hair, it's growing a little longer and it does look lighter on the tips. David and Tony have a few other things in common too. He folds his arms and turns to look at Patrick. ]
You seem better this time. I know the vine was difficult for you. I was concerned.
[ He wears his heart on his sleeve like that, straight-forward, genuine. ]
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can wrap here she says a month later lol
un; davidrose
Sort of like a job, but not really.
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In what way is it not like a job?
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There is no money here, nor do we appear to need it.
But I'm bored, Patrick.
And they have no celebrity biographies to read on this spaceship.
How?
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[ Is Brangelina still a thing? He's trying, okay. ]
Tell me about this idea that's sort of like a job.
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Did someone put you in a time capsule with the rest of 2005?
Anyway, your lack of pop culture literacy aside...
Okay.
[ But god, where is he supposed to start? Getting the ideas comes easily to David, it's making them make sense to others that's the tricky part. ]
So you know how all we have to wear are these awful, impersonal jumpsuits? And the toiletries, etc. are all the same spaceship issue... everything?
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text — @drake, slightly nsfw
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if sex appeal is what you want
i've got the goods
( oops did he forget to include david in this message. his bad. )
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Patrick stares at the videos, looks around briefly like he's afraid he's going to get caught and get into trouble, and then stares at them again. ]
Um.
I think you have the wrong number.
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what was the sales pitch not good enough
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I'm really not in the market.
during the space pirate event;