[He hasn't slept at all, as far as he can remember, having spent the last hour of the party asking everyone where Cain had gone and then, after hearing he'd left with Prompto and Hideki, making the long walk home. Alone. He didn't have the credits for a cab, he didn't have the thought to ask someone still there for a ride, and he honestly didn't want to make it easy for himself. Because he's angry, and he's upset that he's angry. So he punishes himself and walks. It's scary and he hates it, but serves him right doesn't it?]
[His own clothes are on the floor, he didn't shower, didn't even brush his teeth before curling up in the fetal position in bed and wishing he could just erase the day from his memory. Every ugly thought, every lick of jealousy that came to taunt him, every whisper that this was Cain's territory and he'd never belong in it, that Cain didn't even care if he was there. 'Look at that spoiled, rich boy giving him everything, that's you if you'd made different choices. And now he's just as chained to him as he was to you. He looks like he's having fun though, doesn't he?']
[And then he'd left. Without Abel. So it was either so much fun that he'd forgotten about him, or he was still 'working'. The latter, the more likely option, doesn't make him feel better and it's the most frustrating part. He can't even be angry with Cain, he just has to accept it's out of both of their control. And that's kept him up for two hours, gnawing at the inside of his skull, pressing him about how selfish and silly he is. And the panic just spikes when he feels the mattress dip as Cain settles in.]
['Don't touch me, please, please don't touch me, not when I feel like this--!!']
[Abel shudders when he feels Cain's legs entwine with his, and he has to make a choice-- does he jerk away to prevent the link, or stay still and pretend he's asleep? If he moves, Cain would know something was wrong. But no one falls asleep and feels this kind of emotional upheaval, and even if someone did, not Abel. His nightmares were rare, he slept like the dead usually. There's no good way out here. So he doesn't move.]
[He stays unnaturally stiff as his chest starts to glow and everything unravels. The jealousy, the frustration, the disappointment, the anger, the feeling of inadequacy-- it's the worst emotional cocktail Abel has felt since he learned the truth about Project Thebes, it almost hurts him to share it. He shouldn't have done this, he should have moved. When he opens his mouth to tell Cain to just go to sleep, that he's just tired and raw from the party, that he'll be fine after he rests-- nothing comes out but a sad, pained noise that he immediately chokes off.]
[This was a scrape on his knee hours ago, how did it turn into this massive festering wound?]
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[He hasn't slept at all, as far as he can remember, having spent the last hour of the party asking everyone where Cain had gone and then, after hearing he'd left with Prompto and Hideki, making the long walk home. Alone. He didn't have the credits for a cab, he didn't have the thought to ask someone still there for a ride, and he honestly didn't want to make it easy for himself. Because he's angry, and he's upset that he's angry. So he punishes himself and walks. It's scary and he hates it, but serves him right doesn't it?]
[His own clothes are on the floor, he didn't shower, didn't even brush his teeth before curling up in the fetal position in bed and wishing he could just erase the day from his memory. Every ugly thought, every lick of jealousy that came to taunt him, every whisper that this was Cain's territory and he'd never belong in it, that Cain didn't even care if he was there. 'Look at that spoiled, rich boy giving him everything, that's you if you'd made different choices. And now he's just as chained to him as he was to you. He looks like he's having fun though, doesn't he?']
[And then he'd left. Without Abel. So it was either so much fun that he'd forgotten about him, or he was still 'working'. The latter, the more likely option, doesn't make him feel better and it's the most frustrating part. He can't even be angry with Cain, he just has to accept it's out of both of their control. And that's kept him up for two hours, gnawing at the inside of his skull, pressing him about how selfish and silly he is. And the panic just spikes when he feels the mattress dip as Cain settles in.]
['Don't touch me, please, please don't touch me, not when I feel like this--!!']
[Abel shudders when he feels Cain's legs entwine with his, and he has to make a choice-- does he jerk away to prevent the link, or stay still and pretend he's asleep? If he moves, Cain would know something was wrong. But no one falls asleep and feels this kind of emotional upheaval, and even if someone did, not Abel. His nightmares were rare, he slept like the dead usually. There's no good way out here. So he doesn't move.]
[He stays unnaturally stiff as his chest starts to glow and everything unravels. The jealousy, the frustration, the disappointment, the anger, the feeling of inadequacy-- it's the worst emotional cocktail Abel has felt since he learned the truth about Project Thebes, it almost hurts him to share it. He shouldn't have done this, he should have moved. When he opens his mouth to tell Cain to just go to sleep, that he's just tired and raw from the party, that he'll be fine after he rests-- nothing comes out but a sad, pained noise that he immediately chokes off.]
[This was a scrape on his knee hours ago, how did it turn into this massive festering wound?]