“ And when did I implied otherwise? ”
Jakob was not one with a really admirable sense of humour. He often laughted at Vik’s jokes, but sometimes it even pained him that most laughs were acted rather than truthful. It was not that he did not meant to find Viktor’s jokes funny…which mostly were not, but anyhow, he knew the young spirit meant well, and Jakob admired that in him. Those innocent jokes, even though Jakob did not show it, lit up his days.
“ Um, excuse me ? Wick, you should know by this point, in all my existence, well…I’ve never been a keen comedian. ”
“i know what you’re like, remember. c’mon. smiiiiile.”
with a gentle prod of jakob’s cheek, the spirit sat himself on the other’s lap. the other’s personality was, at times, rather dry, but that’s what he admired about him. he was wise, had seen the world change and shift for several eternities over and there was always a glint of...something in his eye.
“all right, all right. i just want to see you happy, that’s all.”
with a nudge of the other’s nose with his own, viktor beamed for a second before pulling back and letting his hand fall to the season’s shirt clad chest. the fact that he was able to feel and touch the other and it actually register with both of them was...a wonder. it was odd, but after a decade of nothing, a touch of any kind was more than welcomed.
