[ And who is Charles to try to fight Arthur on this? What is it they say about an old dog and new tricks, right? Though Charles thinks Arthur is more malleable, more susceptible to change than maybe Arthur thinks he's capable of, the way he acts about perceived vulnerability can't be easily budged.
He knows that, which is why he ends up hunkered over a warm beer in a booth in the corner instead of picking Arthur up. Glances up when the harsh overhead light is blocked by the shadow of a hat.
A crooked smile turns at the corner of his mouth. ]
There he is.
remind me to tell you about the "oops not dead" au when it's not nearly 6am
[ Arthur's never been good with needing help, needing to be taken care of. If he can get by without it, he will unless he's harangued into sitting down and accepting it. Grimshaw had been a game changer in that way; Hosea and Dutch really did struggle to get him to accept what he saw as shortcomings. ]
[ Which is to say, he is absolutely worse for wear when he turns up. And yeah he'll probably be fine after some rest, but really. He's got a bruise on his chin, blood on his shirt, and when he sits across from Charles it's with a pained groan that he refuses to acknowledge. ]
Told you I'd make it just fine.
[ Yeah, he doesn't sound great either. ]
this is very late 😢 would LOVE to hear about oops not dead au (that is actually canon)
[ In the grand scheme of things, Charles has never had anyone to worry about. Subsequently, this also means Charles has never had anyone to worry about himself in return, but he's spent the large majority of his life alone. Getting in with Dutch, with Arthur, with all of the family therein - it's been strange. He's done things out of opportunity, but whatever he has with Arthur and John, it's not just that.
He's not the best at showing he cares, but he does try. He thinks he's getting better, anyway. It's easy with Arthur. He pushes the unopened beer he'd ordered for Arthur toward him, raises his own opened bottle. ]
I can't imagine what the other guy looks like.
pff i have friends who've waited months for me before you're good (and i will pm you)
[ Arthur raised the bottle in a gesture of thanks before he opened it, a soft, slightly labored chuckle coming out of him. ]
Ah, I reckon the undertaker's makin' him look real pretty right about now.
[ And that was that to Arthur. He knows he's gonna need time to recover fully, but if he can still walk and talk then it's no big deal. It's nothing worth making a fuss about-- he's nothing worth making a fuss about. Arthur has no choice but to be okay, so ultimately he will be. ]
[ He reclines in his seat, hand holding his side where it hurts when he moves and smile warm when he looks at the man across from him. ]
You really ain't gotta worry about me, Charles.
[ Not that he doesn't appreciate it, even if it confuses the hell out of him. ]
not to be gross on main but i always have time for charles 🥺
pfft i always have time for arthur, charles, n charles n arthur 😭
Should I get you, or do you think you can meet me there in one piece?
😭😭😭 i just love them so much
[ "just fine" is overselling it, but he'll manage to get there in one piece ]
objectively speaking? they are husbands
If you change your mind about me picking you up, I can.
ofc that's why the game ended with them getting married and moving to canada together
they are both jack's uncles who visit once a year and everything is fine
[ And who is Charles to try to fight Arthur on this? What is it they say about an old dog and new tricks, right? Though Charles thinks Arthur is more malleable, more susceptible to change than maybe Arthur thinks he's capable of, the way he acts about perceived vulnerability can't be easily budged.
He knows that, which is why he ends up hunkered over a warm beer in a booth in the corner instead of picking Arthur up. Glances up when the harsh overhead light is blocked by the shadow of a hat.
A crooked smile turns at the corner of his mouth. ]
There he is.
remind me to tell you about the "oops not dead" au when it's not nearly 6am
[ Which is to say, he is absolutely worse for wear when he turns up. And yeah he'll probably be fine after some rest, but really. He's got a bruise on his chin, blood on his shirt, and when he sits across from Charles it's with a pained groan that he refuses to acknowledge. ]
Told you I'd make it just fine.
[ Yeah, he doesn't sound great either. ]
this is very late 😢 would LOVE to hear about oops not dead au (that is actually canon)
[ In the grand scheme of things, Charles has never had anyone to worry about. Subsequently, this also means Charles has never had anyone to worry about himself in return, but he's spent the large majority of his life alone. Getting in with Dutch, with Arthur, with all of the family therein - it's been strange. He's done things out of opportunity, but whatever he has with Arthur and John, it's not just that.
He's not the best at showing he cares, but he does try. He thinks he's getting better, anyway. It's easy with Arthur. He pushes the unopened beer he'd ordered for Arthur toward him, raises his own opened bottle. ]
I can't imagine what the other guy looks like.
pff i have friends who've waited months for me before you're good (and i will pm you)
Ah, I reckon the undertaker's makin' him look real pretty right about now.
[ And that was that to Arthur. He knows he's gonna need time to recover fully, but if he can still walk and talk then it's no big deal. It's nothing worth making a fuss about-- he's nothing worth making a fuss about. Arthur has no choice but to be okay, so ultimately he will be. ]
[ He reclines in his seat, hand holding his side where it hurts when he moves and smile warm when he looks at the man across from him. ]
You really ain't gotta worry about me, Charles.
[ Not that he doesn't appreciate it, even if it confuses the hell out of him. ]