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As much as she liked to pretend, Mimsyâs heart was not nearly so corrupted as she made it out to be. Perhaps that was why she found herself feeling bad for this Idris. But could she express it well? Absolutely not. Still, she felt she had to do something.Â
âHey hey hey, come back here, weâre not done mister! I still donât have a word, and you need to help me find one.âÂ
Idris was collecting his books into his bag when Mimsy spoke up again, the young prince looking at her with surprise but he didnât stop in his task. Â âIf I help you wonât I just ruin it again with the sound of my voice or something?â Â He was genuinely perplexed, not wanting to ruin the young womanâs day but also assuming sheâd much rather not hear him or deal with him being nosy.
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âYes and how they were raised.â
âHave you ever talked to a VK about how they were raised? Most of them went unloved without any attention and had to raise themselves. And Iâm sure your parents raised you to be kind an good, but you certainly didnât turn out that way.â
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Of course, Jackson wasnât suspecting anything out of this conversation, he just wanted Idris to know what was going on, because he felt like he had a right to know it wasnât anything bad or that Jackson was a horrible boyfriend, it was just that the guy had a mental disorder. Pulling back from him, Jackson looked up at his ex-boyfriend and gave him a soft smile. âI could never hate you, Idris. Yes, I was upset and I was beating myself up over the break-up but I never hated you. I donât blame you for talking to me, I wasnât the most pleasant person and I know that.â
âJust because you werenât pleasant all the time doesnât mean youâre not a pleasant person. Even not knowing what was wrong you were still a good boyfriend Jackson and...â Idris looked away, rubbing the back of his neck and shook his head slightly.  âIt was ultimately because of me and..stuff Iâm dealing with that I had to end things that night. It wasnât entirely you. You being in a bad mood was just what pushed me that night. I donât want you taking the blame for it all. Youâre amazing and..and..â Idris had to force himself to say it, his jaw tensing a little though he knew he wanted Jackson to he happy.  âWhoever you end up with will be beyond lucky to have someone like you.â
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Mimsy rolled her eyes, her thoughts leaving her mouth like they normally did,âWell I was expecting something more exciting, and now I am thoroughly bored. âHazeâ was all he heard, eh? Just âhaze,â well he at least couldâve made something up, rather than-â she stopped short, pen midair, and looked up at him once more, irritation written over her face, âNow look what youâve done! I canât very well write âhazeâ in my poem, because itâs been contaminated with your voice!âÂ
Idris expression completely dropped, sighing a bit as the girl expressed her displeasure. Of course heâ messed up. Thatâs what he did now.  âIâm just going to go..Iâm truly sorry. I hope you enjoy the rest of your day miss.â
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The conversation went a lot better then Jackson had suspected it would and he was kind of glad it did. Although he had to admit, he didnât mean that he was happier without Idris, because he wasnât. He just really was glad that it wasnât something he was doing or he wasnât a bad person, he just happened to have a chemical imbalance in his brain.âIâm not happier without youâŠyou know, Iâm just, Iâm happy that thereâs nothing wrong with me in a sense, that I have a chemical imbalance.â He explained to him before giving him a soft smile and nodded. âIâm slowly learning that.â He went over to him and hugged him tightly before freezing. âOh, shit. Sorry. I just-I hope I didnât make you uncomfortable.â
Idris looked up at him in surprise when he made his clarification, a part of him thrilled to know it though the more rational side of his brain stomped it down. Breaking up with Jackson was the best thing Idris couldâve done for Jackson right now, and he didnât regret it. Even if it hurt just looking at the other cause of the ache in his chest.  âI am too. I was worried itâd be something awful like a brain tumor or something and I..well. Iâm glad itâs treatable and something you can understand now. But yeah, no calling yourself crazy. Youâre not.â Â
Idris tensed a little at the hug, the sudden nearness and just comfort he felt from that one embrace threatening what emotional control he did have, having to swallow thickly and look up at the ceiling to avoid the immediate reaction he had.  âN-No, itâs fine. I, I was just...it caught me off guard is all. Figured the break-up and then months of silence wouldâve made you hate me.â
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âTerribly sorry, eh?â Mimsy raised an eyebrow and nodded, âI can live with âterribly,â terrible is good,â she nodded slightly and continued to look at him. She thought about turning back to her paper in a huff and not giving it a second thought, but another phrase of his stopped her, âWhat about me distracted you, exactly, huh?â Suspicion edged into her voice, âAnd how much did you see? Speak truthfully now, Iâll know if youâre lying.âÂ
Idris truly did feel bad. He tried not to be nosy, especially now that he was more the secretive sort. He expected she would return to her task and he would just leave, not wanting to bother her again when she posed her question, the young prince responding immediately.  âI heard you muttering about your writing when I was reading. Iâd just turned around to see what it was you were doing when you noticed. I swear it, I didnât read a word of your work, though I heard you mumble something about a haze.â
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Jackson looked up at him when he started speaking again and gave him a soft smile. âIâm still sorry for being such a mess sometimes though. I hated it, and I was so confused, I didnât know what was going on with me or what was happening.â He admitted before sniffling a bit, looking back down. âYeah, Iâm doing a lot better and Iâm happy. Figuring out what was going on, getting on some medication and maintaining a hobby has helped a lot. Iâve learned to talk more if something is bothering me rather than bottling it up.â He sighed softly. âThanks for listening. I just thought you deserved to know. It wasnât you. Iâm just crazy.â
âAnd I hated being so helpless. Not being what you needed, or even being able to make you feel better....it was rough. But, what matters to me is that you know now, and that youâre aware of it. Iâm really, really happy youâre better Jackson.â Idris smile softly at him before he was looking away again, the young man letting himself study Jackson closer than he likely should. He was still very attractive, and he did look healthy, Idris was happy to see. He really wanted to kiss him, this making him that happy. But that thought alone was enough to snap him back to reality, Idris gaze dropping to the floor. Hearing he was better and happier than when they were together was what was best for him after all. Idris hadnât been enough to help Jackson with this disorder before, and he wasnât going to be enough for him heathier now that his life was filled with much less opportunity and much more stress.  âThank you for telling me. Really Jackson...itâs amazing. And youâre not crazy, itâs a mental health thing.â He nodded before shifting back, figuring the other would prefer him gone now.  âIâm really, really happy for you Jackson.â
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âI donât see how it could bug Akâs, you guys are like evil, right?â
Idris cocked his head, having never been taken for a VK before. It was flattering, in an odd way.  âYou think people are evil just because of where they were when they were born?â
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âEh, well, she got the message so it seems that my ârudenessâ did the trick.â He told him, rolling his eyes.
âYou do know that being an asshole is something that bugs AKâs and VKâs, right? But hey, you do you.â
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Mimsy bent over a pad of paper, scratching away furiously and murmering to herself, âHaze, faze, dazeâŠyes daze! Maze crazeâŠooh craze, craze is good!â So engrossed in her creation of poetry was she that she nearly jumped when she sensed someone looking over her shoulder. She whirled around to glare at them, covering the poem with her hands, âHey! Canât you see Iâm working on a very important task and should not be disturbed?â Her hands shifted to cover the words even more, âThis is a private business, and Iâd thank you to mind yours!â Her mind focused on protecting her creation from prying and judgmental eyes, she did not truly recognize who she was addressing.Â
@vk-harry // whoever! PS the last sentence is in case you wanna respond with someone she knows already and maybe wouldnât snap at :)
Idris had been trying to study nearby, determined to at least finish this semester well even if it was insane with his new workload. However, he was distracted by a girl sitting behind him, mumbling and scribbling on a sheet of paper. Just as heâd looked back and at the paper she noticed him there, the young man jumping a bit at her tone and lifting his hands in surrender.  âIâm so sorry. I just got distracted and looked and, honestly, terribly sorry.â
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He nodded at him before chewing on his bottom lip gently. âI- we both did, but I get why you said it. I wasnât an easy boyfriend, and I hated that. Reflecting back, I wish I would have handled everything better. I ended up getting into a really bad fight with someone, and it scared the hell out of me. Iâve never been a violent person, but I..â He couldnât finish the sentence. âAfter getting checked out at the hospital, my dad took me to another doctor and then that doctor turned into three new ones. Um, anyway. they told me I was suffering from untreated Bipolar Disorder, which is a disorder that affects my brain. Iâm doing good now..Um, Iâm on medication, got my anger under control and I donât get so depressed but I have my ups and downs. I feel like you deserve to know, because I put you through hell and I am so, so, sorry for that. â
Idris listened attentively, hanging on the otherâs every word. He hated that heâd been in a fight, or that out of control, but he was glad of the end result. Jackson had needed help that Idris hadnât ever been able to give, and the fact he was getting it now was fantastic. Plus his fears were unfounded; the man he loved wasnât dying. âJackson, I..Iâm not excited about the fight, for obvious reasons, and the road there was hard, but I am.. Iâm really glad youâre getting help. To clarify you werenât a nightmare, or hell for me. There were days...but I...â He let out a breath, running his hand through his hair before meeting his eyes.  âEven with the struggles, I loved being with you Jackson.â He managed a weak smile before rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly and looking away. âSo youâre..youâre better? Happier?â
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Chad groaned. âI did say that.â HE admitted with a shrug. âThe girl thought Iâd go on a date with her. Um, no. My parents would flip.â
âYeah, thatâs not her being sensitive, you were kind of a dick. Â You couldâve just explained your parents are anti-VK rather than be rude.â
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âCan I get you anything?â Jackson asked him as he sat his bag on the couch and leaned against it. âSo, um, right. I know I wasnât the best boyfriend and I said a lot of things to you when we broke up, but it was my fault, and I am sorry. I got worse and an incident occurred, which resulted in my father having to get me checked out..â
âNah, Iâm alright.â Â He crossed his arms, studying the other with growing concern. Â Idris didnât like Jackson blaming himself, or the subsequent spiral heâd apparently caused with the breakup. Â âItâs alright. Â I said things I shouldnât have too. Â Iâm sorry.â Â Frowning slightly, he wasnât sure whether to inquire about the incident or the checkup first, so he just stayed quiet and let Jackson talk.
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Chad groaned. âNo. Iâm just bored.â He admitted, crossing his arms. âI never know what I can do in this damn town, I never know what offends these VKâs and Iâm in trouble.â
âWhy are you in trouble? And the VKâs donât seem to be too easily offended, unless you happen to be looking at them and saying âgo back where you came fromâ or something.â
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Jackson walked with him towards his apartment before looking over at him. âYeah, I knowâŠI just, I was worried.â He admitted, chewing on his bottom lip gently. He was mostly quiet the walk to his apartment, getting to the door quickly and unlocking it, letting Idris in before following behind.
Idris was content to walk in silence at Jacksonâs side, worrying a little bit about the other. He had guesses as to what Jackson was about to say, but he also worried for the worst as well. With how his year had gone, he wasnât putting the worst out of the question. He stepped into the familiar space and waited, not wanting to get too comfortable. He had been the one to end things, and this was Jacksonâs space.
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âYes, it is. I never want to eat bugs again.â
âI donât know if anyone really wants to eat bugs. But..it couldâve been worse?â
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Jackson nodded. âI donât have anything to do either. Um, can you come with me, back to my place?â He asked, a bit nervously. âI just, I donât want anyone else to know and you know gossip gets around here. No one knows except my dad and my therapist.â He admitted, stuffing his hands in his pocket. âIt is good to see you, by the way.â
âYeah, if youâre sure.â Idris gave Jackson a slight smile, wanting to comfort the other and also knowing he was likely feeling the same awful heartache he was.  âThatâs understandable. Your place it is.â He easily fell in step next to the other, looking at the ground. âThatâs surprising. But...itâs good to see you too. Really.â Heâd missed him, though Idris wasnât dumb enough to voice that.
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