[He just drove in the silence, not really going fast or slow. Just being careful, letting Trauma think or not speak or what ever it was he did. At least they weren't far form home.]
[While Trauma stayed silent, Dio sat there thinking about other things, to get his mind off himself being an idiot and fucking this all up. His car. he liked his car. The seat were comfy, it purred like a giant cat, it ran like a dream and he built it himself. ]
[He built it while Trauma sat there mocking him for it. Or chilled out in the seat and laughed as Dio broke his hand on the engine, or when he kicked the tires so hard he blew one out on mistake, or... or ...]
[Something else that came back to Trauma. There was a shrug as the other spoke.]
Nothing. I don't want nothing from you. Not like some demands or needs or deep desires that you got to pay for or anything. I just... [he sighed, feeling awkward] No, maybe you're right. Maybe I'm just tired of being alone. Don't want to be alone like I am. maybe that's all this is. Fickle or... or just cus your there or something. What ever it was you said. I don't know.
I just know that things keep getting worse. I keep laying there at night, on those rare chances that we're both passed out on your bed, and watch you sleep and think how nice it is. Creepy, I know, sorry. Or when you call me when you're having problems, not Jinx. Not that I don't expect you call her for things, just...
Well, maybe you only call me cus i'm a fucking power sink for you. maybe that's all it is for you. I don't know. I don't know what the hell I want, I guess. You're right. Maybe I am being dumb or something. That it's just weird feelings cus you're the only one around for me.
[he paused, turning at a red light and not even waiting, watching as some bat things chewed on the light anyhow. He drove off towards the house] Only, you know, you're not the only person I am around. I got jinx and Gabe and I do talk to Chuck from time to time. There's Jubes and Michael and Deadpool too. I actually go drinking with that crazy ass motherfucker. I can talk to the other crazy mutants for anything too. I'm not.... not shallow as all that to just... to decide that... um, to realize that I love someone just because they are around. I love a lot of those people but it's different, and I know that. I just can't fucking explain it. Okay?
[He was calm through all this. Very calm and collected, for the most part. Frustration slipping in here and there again, but calm none the less. He pulled down the side of the house slowly, headed to the back lot for the garage, just ... not sure what else to say.]
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[Action]So is Dio. We already know this.
Date: 2012-07-13 05:01 am (UTC)[While Trauma stayed silent, Dio sat there thinking about other things, to get his mind off himself being an idiot and fucking this all up. His car. he liked his car. The seat were comfy, it purred like a giant cat, it ran like a dream and he built it himself. ]
[He built it while Trauma sat there mocking him for it. Or chilled out in the seat and laughed as Dio broke his hand on the engine, or when he kicked the tires so hard he blew one out on mistake, or... or ...]
[Something else that came back to Trauma. There was a shrug as the other spoke.]
Nothing. I don't want nothing from you. Not like some demands or needs or deep desires that you got to pay for or anything. I just... [he sighed, feeling awkward] No, maybe you're right. Maybe I'm just tired of being alone. Don't want to be alone like I am. maybe that's all this is. Fickle or... or just cus your there or something. What ever it was you said. I don't know.
I just know that things keep getting worse. I keep laying there at night, on those rare chances that we're both passed out on your bed, and watch you sleep and think how nice it is. Creepy, I know, sorry. Or when you call me when you're having problems, not Jinx. Not that I don't expect you call her for things, just...
Well, maybe you only call me cus i'm a fucking power sink for you. maybe that's all it is for you. I don't know. I don't know what the hell I want, I guess. You're right. Maybe I am being dumb or something. That it's just weird feelings cus you're the only one around for me.
[he paused, turning at a red light and not even waiting, watching as some bat things chewed on the light anyhow. He drove off towards the house] Only, you know, you're not the only person I am around. I got jinx and Gabe and I do talk to Chuck from time to time. There's Jubes and Michael and Deadpool too. I actually go drinking with that crazy ass motherfucker. I can talk to the other crazy mutants for anything too. I'm not.... not shallow as all that to just... to decide that... um, to realize that I love someone just because they are around. I love a lot of those people but it's different, and I know that. I just can't fucking explain it. Okay?
[He was calm through all this. Very calm and collected, for the most part. Frustration slipping in here and there again, but calm none the less. He pulled down the side of the house slowly, headed to the back lot for the garage, just ... not sure what else to say.]