((thinking about how worth had a boyfriend during med school who was such an intense douchebag that he probably still self identifies as an "alpha male" to this day.
thinking about how that guy drank "Ultimate Orange" as a preworkout before gym, but only had access to it after the lawsuits took it off the market because his dad was into body building and had a hoarder's stockpile of it in his basement.
thinking about how the guy SAID he wasn't actually into "body building," he'd say he was trying to make sure he was strong and fit enough to carry a patient if need be.
thinking about how worth isnt really impressed by shows of physical strength anymore.))
⚡️ What's something you really regret doing, something that keeps you up at night and/or makes you frustrated or disappointed in yourself to think about?
my muse has to answer honestly
There were a lot of things he regretted but one almost immediately sprung to his brain as if directly summoned out of the depths of his own personal hell like an unruly demon, one thing that only haunted him in the middle of the night or when he felt a little too sure of his current relationship.
Relationships.
It wasn't someone he hurt (like that girl he'd cheated on... or that other guy he'd cheated on) or something potentially dangerous that might have led to disaster (like trying to fight Envy), but instead just a really dumb and sappy romantic gesture. The other ones would have to wait because this one soared up and demanded to be confessed.
It wasn't AWFUL or something he even really needed to feel bad about, he supposed, but it was cringy and stupid and filled him with the kind of deep disappointment his father used to look at him with, if only because he knew what kind of steaming pile of bullshit that romantic gesture eventually had him stepping into.
"There was this guy in college I liked-- let's call him Big Mac cuz that was my nickname for him--" He had to stop and backtrack. Tripping over the compulsion to answer and the desperate need to shove this back into the back of his mind again, "An' ya can't know th' depths of my shame without knowin' he was trainin' to be a-- a cardiologist. Anyway. Somewhere between me fuckin' with him an' fallin' for him, I sent him a nude. An'... an' in that nude... I had written on my inner thigh in sharpie marker..."
He had to stop again. Let out a little sigh and dip his head toward the ground. A rueful grin was half hidden behind one hand and his next words smacked with the mockery of a bunch of bullies in a grade school playground.
"You have my heart."
And with that he scoffed dismissively, shivered like he'd touched something disgusting, and went to go forget he'd ever said that.
The idea of Worth potentially staying in a toxic situationship with Envy if they'd met him before Lark/weren't the one who hurt Lark and Devang and Charlie in the first place
is actually so frighteningly likely????
One of the reasons he stayed with Kevin so long and clung on so hard was not only because he craved the conflict and the danger and the physical satisfaction of being handled so roughly and feeling so fucking wanted, but because he was convinced he could "help" Kevin. Kevin was so far in the closet that it pissed him off, he was so attracted to Worth but in such deep denial about it that it cause him visible distress sometimes, and at first Worth liked to play with that and tease him about it but after a few months Kevin started calling Worth "my one exception" and Worth was like
I could really turn this guy around.
I could get him comfortable with how he's feeling.
I could normalize it for him.
"I can fix him."
I feel like he could potentially see a lot in Envy that he could "fix" and Envy might be determined enough to manufacture spikes that Worth could impale himself on, even if they weren't there to begin with.