#dariuspara

Turning a little bit, he looks around, checking to see if he wasn't blind. No. He wasn't. There was only this guy and him close by and Flash didn't want to run too far away from where Peter was at the moment "Uh…well-" He pointed around "There's me…and you. And would you look at that? No one else." The college student said, sounding a bit annoyed, himself. Though that was often how he sounded.

As the other was talking Flash made a face "You mean like an Avenger?" The Avengers were cool and all, but not as cool as Spider-Man. Flash made a face "I didn't pick you out of a line, and I didn't know you were telepathic- Look, I just need you to help, okay…god, why are adults so ugh!-…Are you going to help me or shit talk-"

"I did have a phone, but it-uh..broke." If you could call what had just happened to him, and Peter, an accident, which it was! Flash would say that his phone was suffering more than Peter right now "Look, my…friend, he's hurt, okay! So we can stand here and talk about your telepathy- or we can pause that for later!"

Flash bounced back and turned, starting back where he came from "He's this way!" Waving his right hand out for the other to follow he jogged in the direction he had come from "Sure, whatever! Just help! We need a phone…so do you have one or not?" After a moment of running, or so, he came to the other teenager, staring as they were laying still on the ground "… I think he's unconscious…" Peter couldn't be dead! Flash wouldn't accept it "Hey… I got someone- He's going to get help."

The only other time he had been stuck in a situation like this had been when Jesse was still alive, and maybe that was mostly what was driving him at the moment, even if he were hurt. Someone else being hurt, brought about the better part of who he was, the part he often kept hidden "Dude- your phone?" He prompted Darius again.

Waiting for Darius' response, he blinked, then made a face as Darius started to talk. Almost a mix between confusion and annoyance. Then he rolled his eyes "Oh. I'm sorry. You're sister your new mom or something? She gets to influence you're thoughts and opinions?" He laughed a little but, even if he were only joking before, hearing that from Darius was fascinating. Crossing his arms under his chest he let the other go on, bringing his right hand up to his chin, his index finger brushing along his lips as the other spoke.

"Does she?" He narrowed his eyes a bit, speculating. The other world was certainly not one he had been to, due to his being busy with his kingdom. Though he was there, once, to get away from being murdered some time before. Asher tapped his finger to his mouth "And who would I be, to tell you not to go…" But he had to wonder what more this might have been. After all, hadn't going through all this trouble to get his soul back after it was stolen, something that made their relationship stronger. If he did look the other way on this, and it bit him back for it, then, it would be his fault. Because he could see this being more than a visit with a parental guardian to a sibling who was raised practical stranger.

As Darius continued, it seemed more that the other was wanting him to come along. But he didn't know much about this other dimension. He had mostly been in a coma and in a dead like state of being when he was there. Inhaling sharply he turned slightly, dropping his hand to the diamond hanging from his neck, considering the others words "Hm. No. I think they could handle it. Actually, I'm sure they could. Just a few months, is nothing compared to the last time I was absent…certainly absence would be better, than Sage's rule over them…" Dropping his hand down from the diamond then, he toyed with a ring on one of his fingers "And when would we be leaving? Hm?"

The cheshire eyed the other, not truly believing they intended it the opposite. But still the statement was true, he was very capable "Why not? She's our child!" He was annoyed, clearly, but the other wasn't giving any good reason as to why he couldn't be a part of it. Sage was harmless in her prison.

Making a face, he glares toward the hatter, then turned his head away, claws digging into the table he sat at as he listened "Of course…" The other had been bonding with his sister much these days, which he had no problem with, they hadn't seen one another in a life time. But this, it didn't feel like something that should exclude him.

He was still waiting for Darius to explain why he couldn't come with, when it was their child that was being dealt with. Which he was trying to wait for Darius to explain it, any way "Are you going to tell me or am I simply supposed to guess?"

Pulling back a little bit, he stuck his head out slightly letting the other talk "Of course." He blinks, grinning half sarcastically toward the other "Take the floor then." Asher sat back then, relax a little more letting Darius talk.

Picking at the armrest of his throne, Asher glanced to one side, tilting his head slightly as he thought about their daughter. She was certainly a nightmare, yes. She had killed him, yes. But she was still family. That was hard to escape, as a fact. Asher took Darius' silence in that moment to claw slightly at the wood of the throne he sat on.

With the question he raised his eyebrows "How are we-…Sage is-" Where was Sage anyway, if the two did run into one another, it would certainly become some issue. Hissing, his ears pressed back, pupils slitting slightly, baring his canines "Well!" Inhaling he sat back again, "I think we'll have to be honest with Darla. Sage is mad, we'll tackle that another time." Slightly annoyed by the situation, he pricked his tongue with a canine "Yes. I think that is best…" He confirmed.

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"Oh really!?! Just like you?! Wow! I don't believe it..." He gave the other a bored look then before bringing his hand away from their stomach and smirking a little as they spoke again " I'm a cheshire, Darius. I've never even seen a bear. Have you?" He gave the other man a suspicious look then " Well, I can just grow more fingers back, right?"

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Asher tilt his head at the others refusing to just let him do it. He laughed a little bit then raised his eyebrows, his mouth opening a little as he clicked his tongue, kind of annoyed " Oh? You care?" Asher rolled his eyes then and held up his arms " No no. It wasn't any of the shit leading up to this point, but now, now it's just suddenly click-getthefuckoutofmywayyoucarenowmyass- " Asher quickly said before deftly ducking under the taller man as he moved to walk passed them " I'm not an idiot just because you don't like it. What about me?" Asher turned, rotating acrobatically on his heel, tossing his arms out, his hands covered in the sleeves of his shirt " You know, I gave up everything for you. I lost my soul! Just to try and make you happy." Laughing, he paused, and looked around.

" Maybe I am an idiot. Because that was a stupid cause. But if I act any differently. If I act indifferently. What then? You'll not be happy. I'll not be happy. We both suffer twice as much. So-" Lifting his right hand to the side of his head, he scratched his temple "So, see this from my perspective how stressful it's been. Because you want me, but don't want me, but do like having me. But don't want me around. But miss the things I do when I am around, but tell me to stop doing them-" Asher snickered "You're nuts! You are absolute crazy!- Course I knew this. I love that about you. But fucking hell, man- It's like constantly walking on land minds to deal with you, because you're crazy ass is so flipfloppity it's hard and harder to bring you joy. But I'm squeezing those moments out as hard as I can, the more you resist. The more I must have it. Am I crazy?!"

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Asher laughed a bit at that reply " Yeah. Because that's usually what you do. Why do you think I brought it up." Asher remarked, then rolled his eyes. He wouldn't have expected much else from Darius at this point. Even though it had been some years. The other was always pulling him on a rope. Either along for the ride or tying him to a post and asking that he WAIT for Darius to get over his latest bout of wanting to reject everything that loved him. Asher crossed his arms over his chest, then brought the fingers of his right hand up to rub along his own jawline, thinking to himself for a moment.

As Darius spoke on, he listened, eyes glancing to one side. He knew he would have to save himself. He usually did, Darius could have saved him. And did, quietly, unknowingly, in most cases. Because Asher knew the other didn't have much guts when it came to playing the actual hero. A man convinced he has no heart tended to make far too many mistakes to be a heroic figure to anyone. Not that Darius wanted such a look, clearly. Asher didn't want that either. It wouldn't be Darius any other way. But, the other pulled away so often, it was hard to see Darius, in all the masks he had tried to put on.

Reaching out toward Darius then, Asher places his hand gently over the others face, his index and ring fingers over Darius' eyes directly, blocking the others vision partially " You could start, by taking off the masks you made for yourself, to hide from reality." His hand pulled away, the skin starting to rot away to the bone, followed by the rest of his arm. Asher didn't seem to notice it as he dropped his hand to his side, smiling at Darius then " I don't care about any of that. I have known you since I was ten years old. You often choose the wrong option if you are given them.” Asher frowned a bit.

Looking away then he sighs " You should maybe start doing the opposite of what you think is best for you. It's seemed to work in the past." Turning away, Asher moved toward a chair, taking a seat then, he places his hands out on the arm rests, his fingers on each hand drumming along the armrests excitedly then. The rotting boney hand of his grotesquely so " Remember, you chose to kidnap me. You went away to the Human world, with Alice, instead staying here. And in the end, it was always your second choices, that saved you more. You chose to feel bad for kidnapping me. You then returned me. You convince yourself you have no feelings, but..."

His head dropped suddenly as if he had lost all mobility in it " Think about it...What was the next thing you did. You ran off to be with Alice. Then you came back, and realized you loved me and not her. Or is that...the story you tell all your boys." Asher commented, his head lifting a little bit eyes turning to look toward the reader, glowing purple, a smirk spreading over his lips. Then he looked toward Darius again " You forget, though. I am not generic, Darius. I will be gentle.  I will be rough. I will be here for you. Always, even if I have to wait for you to take off those masks."

"I will be honest with you. To make you see that you're capable of more than what you give yourself credit for.  I won't cower away, or run. I respect you enough to, give you what you want. As well as what you need, even if it's only what you think you need. I'm a challenge, Darius. You aren't awarded trophies by backing down and hiding in the shadows." Standing then he walked over toward the other once more leaning in he brought his hands toward the others face, gently holding his hands against the sides of Darius’ head, his own face moving in closer toward the other "It's never too late to apologize for a wrong. There's always time to be remorseful for doing terrible things."

Asher pressed his forehead toward Darius', skin rotting away the longer he touches Darius, his bones showing " But I never asked for your apology. I forgive you. Because I do, love you. I forgive you. I forgive your stupidity. Your need to prove I don't need you. Your being scared of being with me. I don't care, because I loved you. I loved you till the day, I died." Boney hands pressed to the side of Darius' face then, gripping onto the other before Asher moved in to kiss the other male, for a moment, before the bottom part of his face rotted away to nothing more but bone against the others skin. Asher pulled away then, eyes staring at the other " Get out of your head, and be with me. Save me."

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Asher rolled his eyes when the other seemed to be mopey about it all " Well, yeah. It's kind of a bad habit I assume you picked up while being an orphan on the streets, only having to think about yourself." Asher commented then looked toward the other "But you aren't that orphan on the streets anymore. Who has to be so shut off from everyone else. You haven't been for a long time. You have made a family, you've made friends. But you still act like that kid fighting rats in the streets for a slice of cheese." Asher let out a breath "I've known you since I was ten years old. When you kidnapped me, and then about an hour later saved me? Strange, but still, it started out friendship. Yet. In all that time, not once. Have you matured much passed that lost, orphaned little boy. Who sees himself, and then the rest of the world being against him."

"It's not about winning, Darius. Is my love a competition to you? Are you competing to see how long it's going to take for yourself to not care about me anymore? Is that what you are telling me right now." Asher sat up a bit then, staring at the other quizzically " I'm not talking about how much I have given in the relationship. I of course have given quite a lot in this. And I have the money and mentality to do so. I'm just saying...Because you wanted to be mad. I haven't seen you, you are always wanting to start arguments. Or pick at my flaws or mope. You're giving up, and it makes me sick to look at you in this state." Asher tilt his head and glances away from Darius then "What we have, it's something special, don't you think so? Don't you feel so? Yet. You are that same little boy, who wants to run away from all of that. How long, do you imagine I will chase you into your self isolation?"

He rolled his eyes when the other commented about sleeping on the couch " Sure. You do that. Go feel sad about yourself, while you're out there, maybe you can repeat the same old cycle. You'll suddenly realize how awesome I am in your life. Then I'll say something and you'll get defensive about. Then you'll say that I am absolutely terrible. Or some bullshit in order to make ME feel guilty for the way you have made yourself feel." Asher smiled toward the other " But before you do that, you should realize something. I never told you to get out, or go sleep on the couch. Or that I didn't miss you. Or that I don't want you to be happy. You do that mostly to yourself. You ruin everything before you imagine it could ruin you. Because I guess, you think if someone is going to hurt you most, it might as well be yourself. You sleep on that couch, you'll just be continuing that pattern of hurting yourself."