[Rest hadn't come easy to Chris in the least. He felt there was still something he could have, should have done to help Josh. He should have noticed he was off his meds. He should have been a better friend and got him help. He shouldn't have left him alone on that fucking mountain. Josh's betrayal ran deep, but the thought he could have done something to prevent it ran deeper.
Rest has not come easy, with worries like that rolling around in his head. But finally, finally he fell asleep, head rolled back against the couch, snoring gently. Having Ashley around had done a lot of good. The entire night on the mountain had been an utter shitshow- except for Ashley. In a night full of regrets, he couldn't say he regretted anything with her. Having her around last night had helped ease some of the tension, given him the chance to relax- even just a little.
Ashley stirring was enough to bring him out of sleep, with an ungraceful snort and a flailing of his free arm. It took a hot second for his brain to catch up with the rest of him, and remember he wasn't still on the mountain, nearly dying. He was in his room, safe and sound. He feels the weight on his other arm and remembers oh yeah, Ashley, and turns to offer a sleepy smile- his glasses still a little askew from sleep. ]
[Ashley had woken up a few times in the night due to it, but she didn't mind if it meant she could comfort him the best way she could. It was tough... She'd said it before, but she'll say it again. She'll always be grateful that he chose to keep her safe when he could have just as easily sacrificed her to save Josh. I mean... after all... He'd lost his best friend and despite how deranged he'd gotten during the night-- No. Not even during the night. It was probably something that had been going on for a while without them knowing. Even if what Josh did was wrong, she couldn't entirely blame him for it.
Being apart of the whole "prank", even if it was to watch the events unfold... It made her feel sick. It was the stupidest thing that she'd done hands down and she felt awful about everything that happened. She just wanted to make it up somehow. Josh may have been acting crazy, but he didn't deserve his fate. And even so, Chris chose her over him. She was so thankful, but also felt a little guilty that she was the one that lived in retrospect. So if she could do anything to comfort him, she would do her best.
Guess she can't just pretend to be asleep yet. Seeing his sleepy smile made her heart flutter a little. And they were so close. They both wanted to say something the entire night the other day, but being close to dying made it hard to focus on it. All of her feelings she felt came boiling to the surface. Flushing a light pink...]
A-Ah yeah. I... just woke up myself. [Pushing it off for a little longer.] How... are you feeling?
[It was the worst choice he ever had to make. Worse still, knowing it had been for nothing. He'd carted that shit around him like a spectre, thinking he'd willingly sent his best friend to his death. He never, ever regretted saving Ashley- not once, but god if he wishes he could have saved them both. Not that it matters. It was just pretend. It still made his stomach churn. He thought that, perhaps, it always would.
His feelings towards her have always been such an awkward, bubbling mess- it's like returning to form for him. Except it's not quite so much any more, is it? The mountain changed things, and he knows they really should talk about those things at some point. Probably sooner rather than later. But he stalls out at first, back to the same awkward dance they have around each other. ]
Like I've been hit by a Mack truck- but that's improved from when I felt like I'd been hit by a Millenium Flacon earlier so that's something! [Oh noooo, why did he say that? That was so nerdy. That's not cool, Chris, come on. He adjusts his glasses, clearing his throat.] I...uh. How about you? You okay?
[Ashley wanted to address it. Considering how they'd learned how precious life was and how time was so much shorter than they expected, now that they had the chance to really talk it out when they weren't trying to stay alive.... Wasn't it better than losing the chance to do so again? Even if she knew that, she still felt really awkward about actually saying it. But should she? She kissed him before he left to get Josh after all. She should be able to do this much now.
They may be stalling it out, but she appreciated his joke; nerdy or not. In the end, that was one of the reasons why she liked him so much. She found it cute and charming in a way that maybe others wouldn't. She also felt more at ease with him. She was a bit of a nerd herself, so maybe that helped.]
I'm okay. Well... As okay as I can be anyway. Do you think I can tell the others that I beat someone bigger than me up like... "You should see the other guy".
[Okay, that was a bad joke too, but she's trying. But than her thoughts drift back to those feels she felt and that kiss.]
Hey... uhm.... Chris? Can we... We need... to talk about something. [It was now or never.]
[Life was horribly fleeting. He thought he'd had all the time in the world to trip over himself over her and never really get to where he wanted to go. Always just waiting for the right moment. He just never expected the "right moment" would be nearly dying multiple times on a freezing hell mountain. Even if he had a million guesses, he would never have guessed that. ]
I mean, I would one hundred per cent back you up on this. Tell them the giant guy fucked up my leg and you leap to my defence like a badass ninja. I can absolutely fabricate this story for you.
[And it would be easier than telling someone he fucked up his leg while trying to escape psychotic nightmare demons. His smile falters a little, nervousness spilling into his tone. He knows they need to have this conversation, but he's still not sure where it will go. A part of him is still expecting to be rejected- stress makes people to whacky things after all. He rubs the back of his head, trying to banish such thoughts away. It's fine. He can do this. It's totally fine.]
Uh... y-yeah, sure. We. Uh... yeah. We should probably do that. The-uh talking.
You know I'd definitely do that for you. I can be your knight in shining armor.
[OKAY. She really needed to just get to it..... So she just took a deep breath to prep herself for what to say. She... had no idea how to go about this. This is the reason why the two of them danced around each other for so long. It was hard to confess how you feel.]
I... I thought that.... I had plenty of time to do this. Like... Hanging out over the weekend could be my chance to finally do something about it, but... we both know how our "exciting adventure" went. All I wanted was to be able to curl up by the fireplace and then maybe just... Just maybe... I could finally gather the courage to say something.
I'll be honest. I... I still have no idea how to approach this but I...
I know one thing for sure. I was so afraid that I'd never have the chance to tell you how I felt. Like... how we weren't going to make it.
I was scared about... everything really but.. It's really made me realize that anything can happen. So I want to treasure the things in my life that mean something to me as long as I can without regrets.
I guess what I'm trying to say is... I like you, Chris. I mean like.. really like you. I'm glad that despite what we went through, you were there with me every step of the way. I don't know what I would have done without you.
[It's a sloppy confession, but it's also fueled with fear and regret. What happened to them was definitely going to haunt her for a long time; Probably him and the others as well. They were safe now, but the thought of those events scared her even now.]
I'm sorry that... it took us nearly dying to say something finally.
[He pictured this conversation going a thousand different ways in his head. Most of the time he cast a much cooler version of himself in his head - someone who wouldn't be awkward or fumbling with any of this. Fake-Chris would handle it with all the suave confidence that Mike would.
But Real-Chris is certainly nothing like Mike, not in the least. Real-Chris is an awkward loser and he definitely doesn't handle it with the slightest hint of suave confidence. No sir. He lets out a nervous chuckle, regrets that instantly and rubs the back of his neck. ]
God. I wasn't laughing at you. [Get it together, Chris.] I mean- yeah I like you a lot too, like so much. I've been trying to tell you for... pretty much since I met you. But I don't know. I was waiting for the perfect moment and it never came and then we nearly freaking died and...yeah. I guess we really probably should have got our shit together like a year ago?
[But they didn't, and they almost lost everything and for what? A fantasy perfect moment.]
[It wasn't too hard to see that they liked each other to everyone else. In fact, they probably could tell themselves, but love sometimes blinded you in ways that made it hard to believe that could be true. How could Chris actually like her in that way, despite it being pretty obvious that he did? How do you even approach the subject? They were supposed to be normal teenagers with the hardest thing to deal with being figuring out what college to go to and the applications for them. During high school it should have been all about dating and who to go to prom with. Instead, they got stuck with trying not to die in the face of the curse of the Wendigo.
Things have definitely changed.
But even so, at least it was finally out there. At least they finally said what they needed to, sloppy or not. And even if Chris's reaction wasn't as suave as he'd hoped for, it was enough for Ashley; besides, Mike was definitely not her type so she was glad that it was the awkward Chris that showed up over Suave Mike in his confession.
With that out of the way she gave him a tired smile before lightly pressing her lips against his. Once it was done, she caressed the side of his cheek.]
I guess so. It's okay though. We're alive and that's all that matters.
[He's pretty sure their entire friend-group were in on it by that point. Josh sure as hell was, given his continued ribbing of Chris on the subject and doing everything he damn well could to try and get the lovebirds together. Which one of them could have predicted that what eventually make them make their moves was nearly dying on a freezing cold mountain surrounded by cannibal monsters? Not Chris, that's for sure.
He's more than happy to return that kiss, trying his best to ignore the thum-dum of his stupid, awkward heart. A lopsided smile crosses his face as the first rebellious thought crosses his mind that god, she is so pretty. ]
Yeah! By some... crazy miracle. I for one vote that we don't let the living thing go to waste. Second chances. And all that.
Don't even worry about it. I've been very slow on the RP front and finally catching up
[Life was funny that way. It just made her appreciate and like him more than before.]
I will definitely second that without hesitation.
[God. She just wanted to kiss him again. There was just so much sexual tension that she felt. She was shy and unsure about how to deal with stuff like this, but nearly dying without properly confessing made it more difficult. Difficult to shove aside all of her burning desires to be with Chris. But for now, she's content with cuddling close to him. She... might actually just be clinging at this point.
Whoops! She's not always like this, really.]
I just want to worry about normal things for the time being... Like... Who I'm going to ask to prom.
[Maybe a hint? Mostly a joke, but it was better than thinking of what transpired on the mountain.]
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Rest has not come easy, with worries like that rolling around in his head. But finally, finally he fell asleep, head rolled back against the couch, snoring gently. Having Ashley around had done a lot of good. The entire night on the mountain had been an utter shitshow- except for Ashley. In a night full of regrets, he couldn't say he regretted anything with her. Having her around last night had helped ease some of the tension, given him the chance to relax- even just a little.
Ashley stirring was enough to bring him out of sleep, with an ungraceful snort and a flailing of his free arm. It took a hot second for his brain to catch up with the rest of him, and remember he wasn't still on the mountain, nearly dying. He was in his room, safe and sound. He feels the weight on his other arm and remembers oh yeah, Ashley, and turns to offer a sleepy smile- his glasses still a little askew from sleep. ]
Oh uh... hey. Is it morning?
[Chris, it's light outside, come on, buddy.]
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Being apart of the whole "prank", even if it was to watch the events unfold... It made her feel sick. It was the stupidest thing that she'd done hands down and she felt awful about everything that happened. She just wanted to make it up somehow. Josh may have been acting crazy, but he didn't deserve his fate. And even so, Chris chose her over him. She was so thankful, but also felt a little guilty that she was the one that lived in retrospect. So if she could do anything to comfort him, she would do her best.
Guess she can't just pretend to be asleep yet. Seeing his sleepy smile made her heart flutter a little. And they were so close. They both wanted to say something the entire night the other day, but being close to dying made it hard to focus on it. All of her feelings she felt came boiling to the surface. Flushing a light pink...]
A-Ah yeah. I... just woke up myself. [Pushing it off for a little longer.] How... are you feeling?
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His feelings towards her have always been such an awkward, bubbling mess- it's like returning to form for him. Except it's not quite so much any more, is it? The mountain changed things, and he knows they really should talk about those things at some point. Probably sooner rather than later. But he stalls out at first, back to the same awkward dance they have around each other. ]
Like I've been hit by a Mack truck- but that's improved from when I felt like I'd been hit by a Millenium Flacon earlier so that's something! [Oh noooo, why did he say that? That was so nerdy. That's not cool, Chris, come on. He adjusts his glasses, clearing his throat.] I...uh. How about you? You okay?
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They may be stalling it out, but she appreciated his joke; nerdy or not. In the end, that was one of the reasons why she liked him so much. She found it cute and charming in a way that maybe others wouldn't. She also felt more at ease with him. She was a bit of a nerd herself, so maybe that helped.]
I'm okay. Well... As okay as I can be anyway. Do you think I can tell the others that I beat someone bigger than me up like... "You should see the other guy".
[Okay, that was a bad joke too, but she's trying. But than her thoughts drift back to those feels she felt and that kiss.]
Hey... uhm.... Chris? Can we... We need... to talk about something. [It was now or never.]
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I mean, I would one hundred per cent back you up on this. Tell them the giant guy fucked up my leg and you leap to my defence like a badass ninja. I can absolutely fabricate this story for you.
[And it would be easier than telling someone he fucked up his leg while trying to escape psychotic nightmare demons. His smile falters a little, nervousness spilling into his tone. He knows they need to have this conversation, but he's still not sure where it will go. A part of him is still expecting to be rejected- stress makes people to whacky things after all. He rubs the back of his head, trying to banish such thoughts away. It's fine. He can do this. It's totally fine.]
Uh... y-yeah, sure. We. Uh... yeah. We should probably do that. The-uh talking.
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[OKAY. She really needed to just get to it..... So she just took a deep breath to prep herself for what to say. She... had no idea how to go about this. This is the reason why the two of them danced around each other for so long. It was hard to confess how you feel.]
I... I thought that.... I had plenty of time to do this. Like... Hanging out over the weekend could be my chance to finally do something about it, but... we both know how our "exciting adventure" went. All I wanted was to be able to curl up by the fireplace and then maybe just... Just maybe... I could finally gather the courage to say something.
I'll be honest. I... I still have no idea how to approach this but I...
I know one thing for sure. I was so afraid that I'd never have the chance to tell you how I felt. Like... how we weren't going to make it.
I was scared about... everything really but.. It's really made me realize that anything can happen. So I want to treasure the things in my life that mean something to me as long as I can without regrets.
I guess what I'm trying to say is... I like you, Chris. I mean like.. really like you. I'm glad that despite what we went through, you were there with me every step of the way. I don't know what I would have done without you.
[It's a sloppy confession, but it's also fueled with fear and regret. What happened to them was definitely going to haunt her for a long time; Probably him and the others as well. They were safe now, but the thought of those events scared her even now.]
I'm sorry that... it took us nearly dying to say something finally.
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But Real-Chris is certainly nothing like Mike, not in the least. Real-Chris is an awkward loser and he definitely doesn't handle it with the slightest hint of suave confidence. No sir. He lets out a nervous chuckle, regrets that instantly and rubs the back of his neck. ]
God. I wasn't laughing at you. [Get it together, Chris.] I mean- yeah I like you a lot too, like so much. I've been trying to tell you for... pretty much since I met you. But I don't know. I was waiting for the perfect moment and it never came and then we nearly freaking died and...yeah. I guess we really probably should have got our shit together like a year ago?
[But they didn't, and they almost lost everything and for what? A fantasy perfect moment.]
Um. So yeah. Same. Very much same.
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Things have definitely changed.
But even so, at least it was finally out there. At least they finally said what they needed to, sloppy or not. And even if Chris's reaction wasn't as suave as he'd hoped for, it was enough for Ashley; besides, Mike was definitely not her type so she was glad that it was the awkward Chris that showed up over Suave Mike in his confession.
With that out of the way she gave him a tired smile before lightly pressing her lips against his. Once it was done, she caressed the side of his cheek.]
I guess so. It's okay though. We're alive and that's all that matters.
this is so late sorry Deerington's plot exploded
He's more than happy to return that kiss, trying his best to ignore the thum-dum of his stupid, awkward heart. A lopsided smile crosses his face as the first rebellious thought crosses his mind that god, she is so pretty. ]
Yeah! By some... crazy miracle. I for one vote that we don't let the living thing go to waste. Second chances. And all that.
Don't even worry about it. I've been very slow on the RP front and finally catching up
I will definitely second that without hesitation.
[God. She just wanted to kiss him again. There was just so much sexual tension that she felt. She was shy and unsure about how to deal with stuff like this, but nearly dying without properly confessing made it more difficult. Difficult to shove aside all of her burning desires to be with Chris. But for now, she's content with cuddling close to him. She... might actually just be clinging at this point.
Whoops! She's not always like this, really.]
I just want to worry about normal things for the time being... Like... Who I'm going to ask to prom.
[Maybe a hint? Mostly a joke, but it was better than thinking of what transpired on the mountain.]