sinners never sleep;

“Absolutely.” Gideon tilted his head, looking over Lorcan. It wasn’t hard to see the same markers of the lifestyle that Lorcan had been leading all over Lorcan’s face and his body. He was impossibly skinny, as usual, his eyes ringed by slight dark circles, just the slight tremor in his body proof enough to Gideon that he probably wouldn’t turn down another fix. He chose to ignore all of it. That didn’t matter, not to Gideon, not now, not ever. “Yeah, that’s good,” he said, pausing for a moment. “I missed seeing you around, you know.”

Lorcan knew Gideon saw all the signs. He honestly didn’t know when it had gotten out of his hands; Lorcan still insisted that he could stop whenever he wanted. He wasn’t sure if that was true anymore. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lighting it up and taking a long drag. Lorcan couldn’t help but feel relieved when Gideon didn’t comment on his appearence. A grin immediately spread across his lips at his words, “Yeah?” He raised an eyebrow, “Fuck, I did too.” Lorcan paused for a moment, “I’m glad you’re back.” 

Careless speaking, so attractive. [ he grins ] That’s a matter of perspective. 

You always know what I like {he winks, smirking} You think I’m a catch.

“I r-really don’t know, I’m not subtle about it.” She snorted. “Wow, I r-really am the luckiest girl in all of England. So, where have you b-been hiding, then?”

“You’re only looking for attention,” he replied in a sing song voice before grinning. “Just needed a little break. I went to see my dad. What have you been up to?”

Gideon was grateful for the fact that Lorcan wasn’t asking for much from him. Everyone else would be asking for a lot—he could trust that Lorcan wouldn’t ask him for explanations or anything like that. He pressed his lips together, shoving his hands into his pockets. “I’m glad it’s chipper and not depressing,” he said, pausing for a moment. “You been taking care of yourself?”

“Your lucky day,” he replied teasingly, not mentioning how Lorcan’s mood seemed to have improved greatly from seeing him. No point since it wasn’t something Lorcan himself understood either. He paused for a moment, he wasn’t- not really. Lorcan had never been good at taking care of himself, it had just steadily gotten worse in the past months. “Well I spent the last three weeks with my- family,” he snorted, letting out a laugh. His definition of family was quite unconventional when compared to others, “So yeah, I’ve been doing good. Better than before.” 

Gideon heard Lorcan’s voice and almost kept walking. He knew it was a bad idea for him to be around the other—hell, he knew that even before the rehab. Still, he cared about the other man, and so he stopped walking, shoving his hands into his pockets as he turned to face the other, pausing only to push his sleeves all the way down his arms. He knew Lorcan wouldn’t care. He just didn’t want to stare down at those reminders. “Yeah, long time.” A shrug lifted his shoulders. “Doing all right. Can’t complain.” He paused, tilting his head, raising an eyebrow. “You look chipper as fuck.”

Find someone your own size to make kissy faces at. Really, do you need me to set you up with someone?