❧ Viktor

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[They always forget I'm a [ Zaunite. ] ]

[Perhaps I should take that as a compliment... /s]

viktor arcane if anyone knew anything

-Jayce Talis, catching your death like this?"

Tutting at him as he strokes his hair back from his face.

Viktor lets it all boil low as he goes back to Jayce, rubbing his back again & tugging at the towel for him to take a break from the steam, gently wiping his face with another towel, damn & cool.

Tenderly cupping his face to look him over with a small concerned frown.

"What did you do this time,--

-chop up a small but thick selection of beef on the bone to boil first, prepping the vegetables next.

Corn on the cob, cabbage, potatoes, yuca, the blue chayote... He's not sure if (this) Jayce's mom had made it exactly like this, but this was the recipe he'd learned from her, once upon a time...

Setting another pot to simmer full of eucalyptus & lavender, a little chamomile to relax inflamed sinuses.

Making a spot at his small dining table for Jayce to sit over the bowl of herbal steam once it's boiled, bidding him hold a towel over his head to keep the steam in his face.

Moving off to--

[Making a face, humming.]

Caldo de rez, then. A beef soup. The bone broth will do you good.

[Already plucking a plump blue squash from his green house, even though it's completely out of season. The wonders of science.]

Oh hush, would you prefer meatball or chicken soup?

Oh, blue squash or no?

= )

Good to know.

Ew.

"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴".

Resting his hands on Jayce's upper arms, he hums a soft sound of agreement, eyes closed contentedly with the way the water holds & his lover both hold him.

"I admit, it is rather nice," he practically purrs, leaning into him.

"Though I'm rather enjoying the view much more."

Sighing, but there's a faint, fond smile on his lips, setting his cane aside in a safe spot to make his way over, not bothering with removing his top before he's reaching for Jayce.

Letting him help him down into the water with a little sigh at how nice the water feels once he's waist deep. "Hm."

Wrinkling his nose a little, though he should be fine if he doesn't go in too far...

Wearing a loose t-shirt & knee length shorts, using an older, not as nice cane, giving Jayce a dubious look.

"Is the water not [ freezing ] this time of year?"

Fuddy-duddy old man.

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-selfish, like a tantruming waif. & no one wants to see an old man throwing a tantrum," he jokes with forced levity.

-hard around the tightness in his throat & schooling his features back into calm. Pulling up that faint smile that had come so easily just a moment ago to plaster over his distant, haunted gaze.

"I don't know if I know how to be childish anymore. Not in any way that isn't horribly emotional &--

-in that odd way, as if his body could not quite reconcile & homogenize the warring states of existence within it.

Still the not-quite-middle-aged man from the time of his first death, & the old yet ageless mage that had seen so much more than any one man should have to.

He turns away, swallowing-