I told you my name and that's all you needed to know and trust me, I don't need advice on hooking up with someone I've been doing that longer than you've been alive
In case you haven't noticed, I kind of want to be closer than just first name basis, but cool. Great.
Doubt you've had a serious relationship since before I was born, too, so. Rustiness overrides experience. Youthful optimism outclasses old man cynicism. I'm gonna fix your wardrobe, at least. Get you some graphic tees. Couple of pairs of shutter shades. I'll show you how to really wear plaid. It'll be fun.
[There's a delay; a blip where Logan gets frustrated over something Stiles says, something he implies, but he doesn't want to talk about it. Draw any attention to it - because he's not sure how to. He doesn't like acknowledging feelings. So he focuses on the other aspects:]
Listen, I never hid anything from you. Pretty fucking sure I used the claws in the same room as you. I'm just not Wolverine anymore. Haven't been for a long time.
[ okay, well, if logan had used his claws in the same room as stiles, he would have fucking noticed whoops, wrong, so jot that down, for starters. secondly, though, stiles honestly does get it - and he doesn't want this conversation to get stuck on hurt feelings that aren't really there. ]
It's cool. Seriously, I get it. I'm being a dick. You've known me, like, what - two minutes? I wouldn't exactly trust you with my entire life story, either. I'm not mad that you didn't tell me. Sorry if it seemed like I was.
[ a pause. ]
I'm not going to... fanboy, or whatever. But you were always a hero of mine. The version I saw back home was, at least, whether that was the real you or not. I don't think you've done anything to change the image of you I had growing up in the months I've known you. You've taken care of me even when you haven't wanted to, you've had my back, you've let me crash on your couch. It's just. I don't know. It's cool that you're as cool as I'd hoped you'd be.
[ barring... whatever the fuck went down with billy's mom. he still doesn't know how to address that, even though he's starting to get a better understanding of the tone behind what happened. there's another pause, a few aborted sentences complimenting logan, a few attempts to express admiration that he backspaces out of the fear that logan'll just block him. stiles ends up just trying to change topics. ]
Anyway, uh - How long has she been here? Miss Grey. Jean. Jean Grey. Miss Jean Grey.
No, no. My dreams of marrying Jean Grey died when I realized Scott Summers would probably end up featuring in my life somehow. I mean, no offense, but.
[ like, some offense. does anyone like cyclops? people who like cyclops probably claim venus as their favorite ninja turtle. ]
I'm just askin'. Just talkin' away with my buddy. You were very shy. She made you shy. I've never seen you shy before.
She came into the kitchen and you turned beet red, giggled and hid behind me. You kept saying "Stiles, Stiles, ask her if she likes me, I'm too embarrassed to do it". How was that not shy?
[ ok no, hold on. serious answer this time. ]
Are you into her? You can tell me. I know you're Wolverine and haven't even asked you uncomfortable personal questions about how your powers work. I deserve compensation for my good behavior.
I care because you're an important part of my life, bitch.
[ and because, well - jean being here might give logan something to focus on, something to stay alive for. he assumes laura's been keeping logan driven, too, to an extent, but if he's only trying to make lost time up to her, stiles can't expect she'll keep logan driven for long. when they first met in rapture, logan was... very accepting of his imminent death, and even after all this time, stiles hasn't been able to come to terms with that, so.
if jean takes a new, important shape in logan's life here, maybe that's - something. insurance. something good. something kind. ]
You should have her over again. Just the two of you. I'll do everything. Cook, make it nice. Immediately disappear from sight when you guys sit down to eat.
Okay, well. Cool. Great. Dentures used to be made out of dead soldiers' teeth. Drinking and driving used to be legal. People used to like Thomas Edison before the whole elephant scandal broke. There's a ton of things that were. Especially here! All those alternate histories. Alternate possibilities. Maybe she's not with Scott. You don't know. Ask her. You big baby.
[ anyway. he's not deflecting. ]
It's - I don't know? I haven't thought about it. I mean, I have, but not enough to talk to you the way I know I need to talk to you about things. Like, if I start talking to you about myself, I have to make clear, concise points or you get irritated and bored and stop paying attention. Like a stray dog with ADHD, which is a joke I can make, because same. Things aren't that clear-cut. Here. I think. Maybe? Or maybe they are! I don't know! I haven't even told him I like guys. I haven't even told you I like guys. I don't even know how much I like guys. It's either, like, a solid 40/60 split or a solid 60/40 split or a solid 50/50 split. The split is solid. I don't know? I don't know. Anyway. He's cool. He's not interested. We're friends. It's a whole thing.
You didn't have your best friend Stiles here in any of those. In how many of those timelines has a kid one twentieth of your age taught you how to dab? Hm? Nothing gets a girl going like a perfectly executed dab.
[ anyway. a pause. ]
He didn't tell me, but. He's got a Scott. So, yeah. It is what it is. We're friends. That's all I need from him, anyway. I'm not exactly in a rush to start a relationship with someone. "Hey, sorry to spring this on you between the ritualistic human sacrifices and video game slug zombies, but do you wanna go out, maybe? Disclaimer: I might forget who you are if my brain rots a little faster than it already is, but don't worry - there's a chance I'll just die in a couple of years instead." Like.
[Telling him to go after Jean, but not going after Billy. Whatever. Logan's going to let it drop because the last thing he wants to do is get in the middle of teenage hookup drama, but - Stiles hooks him into this conversation again with the dementia thing. The neediness. The homesickness.]
You can say no to this but I can talk to Jean, see if there's anything she knows that might work for a treatment for that. Even just to slow it down.
Maybe. I don't know if I want anyone else to know about this. I feel like I really fucked up my first impression with her already. I kind of don't know if I can ever look her in the eye again.
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and trust me, I don't need advice on hooking up with someone
I've been doing that longer than you've been alive
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Doubt you've had a serious relationship since before I was born, too, so.
Rustiness overrides experience. Youthful optimism outclasses old man cynicism.
I'm gonna fix your wardrobe, at least. Get you some graphic tees. Couple of pairs of shutter shades. I'll show you how to really wear plaid.
It'll be fun.
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Listen, I never hid anything from you. Pretty fucking sure I used the claws in the same room as you.
I'm just not Wolverine anymore. Haven't been for a long time.
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whoops, wrong, so jot that down, for starters. secondly, though, stiles honestly does get it - and he doesn't want this conversation to get stuck on hurt feelings that aren't really there. ]It's cool. Seriously, I get it. I'm being a dick.
You've known me, like, what - two minutes? I wouldn't exactly trust you with my entire life story, either.
I'm not mad that you didn't tell me.
Sorry if it seemed like I was.
[ a pause. ]
I'm not going to... fanboy, or whatever.
But you were always a hero of mine. The version I saw back home was, at least, whether that was the real you or not.
I don't think you've done anything to change the image of you I had growing up in the months I've known you. You've taken care of me even when you haven't wanted to, you've had my back, you've let me crash on your couch.
It's just. I don't know. It's cool that you're as cool as I'd hoped you'd be.
[ barring... whatever the fuck went down with billy's mom. he still doesn't know how to address that, even though he's starting to get a better understanding of the tone behind what happened. there's another pause, a few aborted sentences complimenting logan, a few attempts to express admiration that he backspaces out of the fear that logan'll just block him. stiles ends up just trying to change topics. ]
Anyway, uh -
How long has she been here? Miss Grey. Jean. Jean Grey. Miss Jean Grey.
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She just arrived. Haven't really compared notes.
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You gonna invite her to move in?
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Why're we so fixated on this? Jealous I'm after your girl?
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I mean, no offense, but.
[ like, some offense. does anyone like cyclops? people who like cyclops probably claim venus as their favorite ninja turtle. ]
I'm just askin'. Just talkin' away with my buddy.
You were very shy. She made you shy. I've never seen you shy before.
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That's not shy.
What part about that read as shy?
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You kept saying "Stiles, Stiles, ask her if she likes me, I'm too embarrassed to do it".
How was that not shy?
[ ok no, hold on. serious answer this time. ]
Are you into her? You can tell me.
I know you're Wolverine and haven't even asked you uncomfortable personal questions about how your powers work. I deserve compensation for my good behavior.
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It's just been a very long time since then.
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None of it matters here.
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[ and because, well - jean being here might give logan something to focus on, something to stay alive for. he assumes laura's been keeping logan driven, too, to an extent, but if he's only trying to make lost time up to her, stiles can't expect she'll keep logan driven for long. when they first met in rapture, logan was... very accepting of his imminent death, and even after all this time, stiles hasn't been able to come to terms with that, so.
if jean takes a new, important shape in logan's life here, maybe that's - something. insurance. something good. something kind. ]
You should have her over again.
Just the two of you.
I'll do everything. Cook, make it nice. Immediately disappear from sight when you guys sit down to eat.
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The guy's a dick but he's not a bad person.
[Ugh, he's talking nice about Scott. Fucking Hell.]
You don't need to play cupid. Save cooking dinners for you and whatshisface.
You two are getting along pretty good, huh.
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[ together, he almost says, slapping his thumb down and sending the message in disgrace, instead. excuse me? excuse me. ]
Excuse me? Billy? No.
That's not a thing. There's nothing there.
Why would you even say that?
Did he say something?
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[In a couple timelines, too.]
You know a lot about him.
First person I've met that you're close to, too.
It a just friends thing, then?
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There's a ton of things that were. Especially here! All those alternate histories. Alternate possibilities.
Maybe she's not with Scott. You don't know.
Ask her.
You big baby.
[ anyway. he's not deflecting. ]
It's - I don't know? I haven't thought about it.
I mean, I have, but not enough to talk to you the way I know I need to talk to you about things.
Like, if I start talking to you about myself, I have to make clear, concise points or you get irritated and bored and stop paying attention. Like a stray dog with ADHD, which is a joke I can make, because same.
Things aren't that clear-cut. Here. I think. Maybe? Or maybe they are! I don't know!
I haven't even told him I like guys. I haven't even told you I like guys. I don't even know how much I like guys. It's either, like, a solid 40/60 split or a solid 60/40 split or a solid 50/50 split. The split is solid.
I don't know? I don't know.
Anyway.
He's cool.
He's not interested.
We're friends.
It's a whole thing.
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[So. Why risk losing her a - fourth time?]
He tell you he's not interested or are you making guesses.
I can ask him if you want me to.
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In how many of those timelines has a kid one twentieth of your age taught you how to dab? Hm?
Nothing gets a girl going like a perfectly executed dab.
[ anyway. a pause. ]
He didn't tell me, but.
He's got a Scott.
So, yeah. It is what it is. We're friends. That's all I need from him, anyway.
I'm not exactly in a rush to start a relationship with someone. "Hey, sorry to spring this on you between the ritualistic human sacrifices and video game slug zombies, but do you wanna go out, maybe? Disclaimer: I might forget who you are if my brain rots a little faster than it already is, but don't worry - there's a chance I'll just die in a couple of years instead."
Like.
[ dot dot dot. ]
Man.
I wish my dad were here.
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[Telling him to go after Jean, but not going after Billy. Whatever. Logan's going to let it drop because the last thing he wants to do is get in the middle of teenage hookup drama, but - Stiles hooks him into this conversation again with the dementia thing. The neediness. The homesickness.]
You can say no to this but I can talk to Jean, see if there's anything she knows that might work for a treatment for that. Even just to slow it down.
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Maybe.
I don't know if I want anyone else to know about this.
I feel like I really fucked up my first impression with her already. I kind of don't know if I can ever look her in the eye again.
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If you change your mind, let me know.
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