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@whxtemagic
me before making an impulsive decision iāll ultimately regret later:
ohcameron:
hyacinthbae:
Hyacinth felt heat creep into his face when āseeing each otherā came out of Cameronās mouth. HeĀ covered his face with one hand, hoping it hid the small smile on his face as annoyance. He didnāt know exactly how he had wanted Keith to find about about he and Cameron, but it wasnāt bursting in on them. When their friend threw himself between then, Hyacinth squeaked a little.Ā āGods Keith!ā He pulled the sheets up himself farther.Ā āWarn me before you jump on me next time.ā He huffed, poking Keith in the side.Ā āWe canāt get rid of you silly, youāre our child.ā
Cameron laughed as Keith threw himself on the bed between the two of them,Ā āThereās still plenty of cuddles left for you,ā he teased as he reached over to wrap his arms around his friend- his eyes traveling to Hyacinth, a smile spreading across his face as he caught a glimpse of the otherās smile.Ā āI donāt think we could get rid of you- even if we tried,ā he teased with a small smile as he rested his chin on Keithās shoulder.Ā
āsorry.ā he said in a tone that didnāt show any sort of apology in it, cuddling up cutely between the two of them when cameron wrapped his arms around him.Ā āthanks... dad whoās younger than me. you guys are stuck with me.ā keith poked hyacinthās cheek teasingly, knowing how much the other hated it when emphasized how heās a few months older than him.Ā āhow long has this been going on between you two?ā he wondered curiously.Ā āi hate how both of you told me you like someone, and then it ends up being liking each other.ā
Scars and Souvenirs ||Ā Keith & Hyacinth (past)
hyacinthbae:
āIām fine, kid.ā Hyacinth reached up in an attempt to ruffled Keithās hair like he did when they were kids. He knew it annoyed the other whenever Hyacinth called him ākiddoā or acted as if Keith was a child, but he thought now it would relieve tension. He winced, letting his hand fall back down to his chest.Ā āAh that might be broken.ā He looked up at the other boy, seeing the tears in his eyes and feeling his heart hurt a bit.Ā āIf you cry over my stupid ass, Iāll never let you live it down.ā His grin probably wasnāt over-reassuring, the rest of his face canceling out any relief it wouldāve brought Keith, but he tried regardless. The infirmary bed was comfortable, the ambrosia, warm on his tongue making him miss his motherās cinnamon rolls. He would need a few doses for his fractured wrist so it was put in a wrap but he could already feel his cuts turning to scars, his eye nearly able to open all the way. He looked over at Keith.Ā āIām sorry I didnāt let you knowĀ where I was. I couldnāt.ā
keith was about to take the otherās wrist gently when he attempted to lift it up, to put it back down, not wanting him to wear himself out by the simplest of moves. but then hyacinth winced, and keith felt his chest hurt. through his sixteen years at camp, he shouldāve gotten used to how every demigod could get hurt, could suddenly die. but he could never just brush off something like that. he hated seeing his friends get hurt, it physically hurt him too. keith tried to hold himself together, but hyacinthās words made the tears actually fall down the boyās cheeks who quickly looked away and down at his hands. he stood nearby as his friend got treated, and kept looking at him despite how much it hurt to see him like that.Ā āitās o-okay.ā he shook his head a little, then paused.Ā āactually, you know what, itās not okay. y-you disappeared and then suddenly came back six months later looking like... like... this. what the fuck, cinth?!ā he was over-emotional and should probably shut up. but he felt the need to express his frustrations as more tears kept appearing.Ā āeveryone kept telling me to forget about you already, that youāre probably dead. i didnāt want to believe it... youāre my best friend.ā
penrosemun:
Rose grinned and casually nudged the other with his shoulder when he saw that Keith nearly shot the center. The boyās smile was infectious, it caused Rose to have an urge to tell him he was pretty. But just the thought of voicing that, made him go a little red. Rose had the thought that Keith was āprettyā since he first saw him. He seemed to be always smiling, and gods knew that Rose needed someone in his life who smiled often. He chuckled at the otherās comment, propping his own, silver shotgun on his shoulder. It felt cold against his shoulder that was exposed due to the tank top he had thrown on.Ā āWell, Iāve had a lot of practice.ā He replied vaguely, grinning again.Ā āYouāre a natural, though. You didnātĀ really need my help. Whatās your normal weapon by the way?ā
keith put the shotgun down, eyes stuck on the other as he watched him lift up his own. he couldnāt be blamed, the other was wearing a tank top for godsā sakes.Ā āoh, thanks.ā his cheeks felt warm and he immediately looked away, looking at anything else but the taller boy.Ā āa sword. sometimes hand-to-hand combat.ā he shrugged.Ā āi want to learn new things, though.ā
penrosemun:
Rose studied Keith for a moment as the boy held a spare shotgun from the weaponry.Ā āYour stance isnāt⦠quite right. Youāre holding the gun a little off.ā In truth, Keithās stance wasnāt bad, but Rose found himself wanting a reason to show him how to do it properly. He hesitantly moved closer, mirroring the direction the other was facing.Ā āYour legs are too wide. Shoulder width is ideal.ā He said quietly, breath rustling the otherās hair a bit as he pushed Keithās knees with his own, trying to move his feet closer.Ā āAnd your fingersā¦ā He put his hand over the otherās adjusting them.Ā āThere. Now try shooting again.ā He gestured towards the target and stepped back a bit shyly.Ā
@whxtemagic
āoh, is it not?ā keith spoke cluelessly, a bit shyer than he usually is. truth was, he was a demigod who was able to learn to use weapons quickly, but rose didnāt know that, therefore... it definitely wasnāt wrong to pretend he was accidentally doing things wrong. keith was tense when the other came closer, and he could hear his voice close to his ear that he resisted the urge to shiver. he fixed the way he was standing like he was told, and internally squealed to himself when the other boy put his hand over his own.Ā āokay.ā he said quietly. keith tried to keep himself together, and shot the target, getting it close to the center this time, compared to the last times where he was purposely shooting away from it.Ā āi almost got it.ā he grinned widely, turning shy once again when he looked at rose.Ā āyouāre... really great at this whole gun thing.ā
ohcameron:
*hyacinthbae:
Hyacinth sat up along with Cameron, pulling the sheets up himself a little, but figuring there wasnāt a great way to hide this situation. Regardless of that knowledge, his brain was moving fast trying to find a way to explain being half naked in a bed with his āāfriendāā and kissing him. With how much the three of them are around each other, he was a little surprised Keith didnāt already know. He had a wild moment of wanting to make a ridiculous excuse, like they were simply talking very close or he was checking if Cameronās lips were properly moisturized⦠you know, purely platonic things. His mouth hung open, at a slight loss for words. Hyacinths eyes darted around the room, as if it had answers to give him. Finally, he looked to Cameron.Ā āIāll let you take this one.ā He sighed, running hands down his face.
Cameron let out a small sigh as he reached up to run his fingers through his hair- his eyes traveling back and forth between his friends. He recognized what this might look like to Keith- he just wasnāt entirely sure how to explain it. Certainly Keith knew that Hyacinth was seeing someone- heād mentioned it enough times, but it didnāt explain why neither of them hadnāt told him who he was seeing. Truthfully if he was Keith, heād be pretty pissed. Chewing on his lip he looked at Hyacinth, his eyes narrowing as the other left it up to him to explain what was going on. He chewed on his lip as he turned to face Keith-Ā āYou saw us kissing,ā he admitted, nodding,Ā āWeāve sort of been seeing each other,ā he admitted with a small sigh as he glanced at Hyacinth before looking back at Keith.Ā āAnd before you say anything, the only reason we didnāt tell you was because we werenāt entirely sure what it was,ā he explained with a small shrug.Ā
āwhat-ā he looked between the two of them, and suddenly, so many things made sense. keith knew that both of them had someone in their lives, but now, he was seeing them together and he didnāt know what to say.Ā āoh.ā he nodded slowly, still looking so lost and confused.Ā āoh! i- wow...ā and his usual grin slowly started to appear on his face. keith approached the bed and immediately threw himself in between them.Ā ālook at you two, boyfriends! i only came here for the cuddles and iām suddenly feeling betrayed. donāt think you can get rid of me yet.ā
@hyacinthbae
ohcameron:
*hyacinthbae:
Ā Ā Hyacinth didnāt want to open his eyes just yet. Cameronās arms were secured around him, enveloping him in warmth. He didnāt know what time it was, but he couldnāt find himself caring. Something about being in the Hypnos cabin and in Cameronās arms made him feel like he could stay there for hours. He turned, eyes opening to look at the other. He brought his fingers up to gently trace along the otherās eyelids, down the bridge of his nose, and around his lips. Hyacinth smiled to himself, he liked how peaceful Cameron looked when he was asleep. āMorning⦠I thinkā He mumbled before cupping the other boyās face, kissing him. At that inopportune moment the door to CameronāsĀ ābunkā slammed open and in walked Keith, such to Hyacinthās horror that he nearly fell out of the bed, but fortunately the arms locked around him kept him in place. Instead he froze, face inches from Cameronās and eyes wide, looking at their friend in shock.Ā
@ohcameron @whxtemagic
Cameron let out a particularly loud snore as he moved closer to Hyacinth in his sleep- his arm was draped tightly across the other male, and their legs were a tangled mess. He woke up when Hyacinth started to move, but he kept his eyes shut- figuring heād just fall back asleep. But he couldnāt help but smile as he felt Hyacinthās finger on his face, his eyes slowly fluttering open to see Hyacinthās face.Ā āMorning,ā he replied- for once his voice wasnāt cranky- usually when he woke up he was in a sour mood, but waking up next to the other male was, well nice.Ā āCan we stay here?ā he asked with a small smile as he gazed at the other male, he would stay there all day if he could- it was perfect. Well- until the door slammed open- causing him to jump slightly as he turned to see the source. His eyes widening when he realized that it was Keith,Ā āGods Keith, knock much?ā he asked, as he slowly sat up, failing to realize that he was shirtless.Ā Ā
if keith was honest with himself, it was his own fault he ruined his sleep. he was up early, but was sleepier than heād ever been. if thereās one place he liked to go to, to sleep longer, it was cameronās bunk. he thought his friend would be asleep, so heād walked in like he usually does, not realizing he opened the door a little too roughly. he smiled when he saw that hyacinth was there too, but that only lasted a second, because it dropped when he realized what was happening.Ā ādid i just see you kissing him?!ā he asked, maybe a little loudly. he was in complete shock, he didnāt realize most of what he was doing. keith was used to all the cuddles, to seeing the other two being close. but he never saw them like that.Ā āand youāre shirtless too!!ā
Scars and Souvenirs ||Ā Keith & Hyacinth (past)
hyacinthbae:
Hyacinth was acutely aware of Keith picking him up, something that would have annoyed him under other circumstances. But now he was grateful, he wasnāt sure he could walk another step. He had missed Keith greatly in his time away from camp. They had been friends Ā since they were quite young, and Hyacinth had started to regard him a sort of brother. It was just one more reason to feel lucky, that Keith was the first to find him. Hyacinth probably looked a little crazy, with a grin plastered across his face in the state he was in. Admittedly though, he did feel disoriented. āSorry.ā He told the other, patting him clumsily on his chest.Ā āI shouldnāt have left. It was a really really bad idea-shouldnāt have trusted himā A trickle of warm blood made itās way down his face, from a reopened wound on his forehead. He attempted to staunch it with his sleeve.Ā āI must look like shit, huh?ā
for someone whoās been in camp since before he was even aged a year old, keith never really felt like he was close to anyone, ever. there were barely kids his age and everyone was older than him. that is until hyacinth came to camp and keith annoyingly clung to him. he still hated himself for being like that, but he would never regret the fact that they became friends and even started acting like brothers.Ā āyeah, exactly.ā keith agreed, voice wavering. he didnāt know what he was talking about for the most part, but definitely was upset at him for leaving and coming back looking like this. keith could feel his eyes tearing up, and some would take that as a sign of weakness when he was only a little too caring.Ā ājust hang in there, weāre almost there.ā he said, ignoring his question. he couldnāt even look at him without crying so he avoided that. soon enough, they were at the infirmary and keith put him down on one of the empty beds and called someone for him.Ā āyou mess just had to go and make yourself even messier.ā keith finally said to him, sighing. he was trying to ease things up, but failed when he felt himself about to tear up again.
Scars and Souvenirs ||Ā Keith & Hyacinth (past)
hyacinthbae:
Ā Ā Hyacinth stumbled up Half-Blood Hill, bare feet scraped, dirty and aching. He had had no drachmas for the Grey Sisterās taxi, nor mortal money for a normal one. Walking for nearly two hours, likely looking like a homeless person, had made his legs throb. His wrist was bent at an odd angle after being fractured and healed incorrectly multiple times, one eye was bruised shut, his face cut up, countless other scars and blue marks mapped their way all over his skin. Despite all of this, upon stepping through The Archway, he felt nothing but relief and luck. He had not been attacked by anything, and had made it there unfound by Elias. He was home, a place he hadnāt been in six months. Upon the relief of his journey being over, he collapsed to his knees to the shock of those around the area who hadnāt seen Hyacinth for over half a year.Ā āI might need to be taken to the infirmary.ā He told the boy nearest to him before he looked up to see āā¦Keith?ā
@whxtemagic
for six months, keith was worried about a very close friend, always wondering where he disappeared off to. and for the last of those, every time he would ask, heād be told to just forget it, heās dead already. he refused to believe it, thereās no way hyacinth was dead.
keith was working with a few other people, moving boxes of freshly packaged strawberries to take to the parking lot where a truck was waiting. but thatās when the others walking in front of him stopped and gasped, and at the sight of the boy, keith immediately dropped the boxes he was holding and rushed to the boy who looks completely different from what he remembered.Ā āc-cinth, fuck-ā he looked around, not knowing what he was supposed to do before it clicked in his head that hyacinth needed immediate help. keithās hands were shaking a little and he already felt his eyes burning with tears, his heart always not handling it when his friends were in pain. he bent down and picked him up in his arms, and no one else protested when keith left them and ran as carefully as he could to the infirmary.Ā āy-you, shit- i-ā he shook his head, not knowing what to say.Ā āi was so worried about you, for fuckās sake.ā
@hyacinthbae
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hyacinthbae:
Hyacinth sat with his friend, enjoying the day, a rare occassion. He had been holed up in his cabin for far too long and was glad to have Keithās company, regardless of how ridiculous the otherāsĀ new found hobby seemed to him. Ā He grinned, Keithās excitement was infectious, even to Hyacinth who felt more down than usual. Hyacinth looked down at the camera and snorted.Ā āWhatever you say.ā He squinted at the screenĀ āObjectively speaking, it looks like either a blurry bigfoot sighting or a lamp post that grew arms. Either way, itsĀ groundbreaking.ā He teased.
keith almost instantly pouted, looking back down at the photo as hyacinth spoke.Ā āthatās so mean.ā he sighed.Ā āi was attempting to replicate a technique i found online.ā that was just an excuse, keith knew how awful he is. he lifted the camera back up and tried to get more steady pictures, as if determined to show hyacinth that he isnāt that bad.
teren-benoit:
Teren looked at the screen before shaking his head.Ā āDid you get your eyes checked?ā
āmy eyes are perfectly fine, teren.ā they werenāt. his contacts were getting dry.Ā āwhat do you know about the art of photography anyway.ā
who the fuck manages to eat three set separate meals at three set times of the day. who the fuck does that. i eat however much iām hungry for whenever iām hungry, which could be anywhere in the range of once a day, six times a day or constantly snacking, depending on the weather, how much iāve slept, the phase of my menstrual cycle, how annoyed i am, how well iām dressed, how much work i have to do, how much food i see that day, how gay iām feeling,