DAY 23: "you'll have to go through me"
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Harrison had promised Tai he'd meet him after work, but he'd just not shown up. With the pair of them working, and Steve not, he'd picked the boys up from school so they were all sorted.
Tai bed sat in the car park for half an hour before heading over, concerned by his partners lack of replies. They’d changed over, Fao was still waiting for a bed on the ward, and Harrison was nowhere to be found. He'd apparently left a while ago, on time for once, and hadn't spoken to anyone. Tai gave Fao a crappy excuse about crossed wires, and rushed off, his heart pounding in his chest.
The house was dark when Tai finally skidded onto the drive, blinds still drawn. Harrison's car was still on the driveway, so he hadn’t gone far - Tai doubted he would have walked far after his shift; he always struggled after his block and he'd had a few pressure areas flaring recently, blamed on his massive fluctuations in weight.
Tai pushed the front door open, frowning as it swung without the key in. He'd been the last to leave and it had definitely been locked then. The smell of alcohol was so clear in the air, and Tais' heart almost stopped. Hars had been sober for years, he'd had his transplant, knew the risks. Knew how to reach out for help.
“Hars? Love? you home?” He called, flicking the lights on. There was the unmistakable sound of bottles clinking from the living room, a harsh sob following. Tai found himself swallowing past a sudden lump in his throat, dreading what he'd find as he pushed the door.
Harrison was on the floor, in the middle of the room, surrounded by bottles and cans. One of the bottles had smashed, apparently thrown against the wall. Glass littered the floor, but Harrison didn’t even seem to notice. He kept his gaze fixed on them, knuckles white as he clenched his fists on his jeans.
“Hars?” Tai hesitated, before slowly making his way to his partner, crouching by him. At least two of the bottles were opened, and a few of the cans, too. Tai sighed. They didn't need this.
Harrison slowly turned to Tai, tear tracks down his cheeks and eyes red. “Tai.”
He launched himself at Tai, curling tightly into his chest. For all the alcohol around, Tai couldn’t smell any on Harrison, and there was none on his breath. There was a small flicker of hope.
“It’s okay.” Tai said gently. “I’m here.”
Harrison couldn't breathe through the sobs, gripping tighter onto Tai. "I'm sorry."
“It’s alright.” He soothed. “Bad day, huh?”
"I didn't, I promise I didn't." He sobbed, his words catching in his throat.
“It’s okay. Shall I get rid of it?”
"No." He said quickly, desperation hidden in his tone.
“It’s not helping you feel any better being sat here staring at it.”
"I need it."
“You don’t need it.”
"I do."
“It’s not going to help, love.” Tai told him.
"It will."
“It’s okay, it’s gonna be okay.”
"I can't keep doing this."
“Shh, it’s alright.” Tai murmured, kissing the top of his head. “We’ll get through this.”
"I just wanted a break."
“I know.”
"I didn't take a drink."
“Well done. Honestly. Why don’t we throw it out, though?”
"What if I need it?"
“You don’t need it.”
"Might do."
“You don’t, love.”
"It would stop the pain." He said quietly. "I don't want to feel it anymore."
“You’d never forgive yourself.” Tai said. “I know it’s hard. It’s gonna be okay. I’ll get Steve to have the kids, and we’ll go to bed and get some rest.”
"I don't want to wake up." He murmured under his breath, sagging against Tai.
It broke Tai’s heart to hear him say that. “I know. But I want you to wake up. You’ll get through this.”
"It just hurts."
“I know it hurts. It’s horrible, you’ve had a shit day.”
"I just want to die." He admitted, pulling back to look at Tai.
"Not a chance." He tried to joke. "You'll have to go through me to try that, and Steve, even Fao. The lot of us. Tomorrow will be better, we'll get through this."
"Can we go to bed?"
“Yeah. Come on, let me help you up.”
He gritted his teeth as he stood, holding heavily onto Tai. "Fuck."
“It’s okay. I’ve got you, lean on me.”
"I can't."
“It’s okay. Let me do the hard work.”
"No, I can’t. It hurts."
“I know, it won’t be long.”
"I just want it off. And a drink."
“We’ll get it off in a minute.” Tai promised. “Just get to the bedroom.”
Tai's lack of comment about the alcohol hadn't gone unnoticed, and he sighed. "Alright."
“Have you hurt yourself at all?” He asked. “One of the bottles was smashed.”
"I don't think so."
“Good.” He led him upstairs and into their bedroom. “Let’s get you into bed, then.”
With Tai's help, they got themselves sorted for bed, changed and into pyjamas and medications done. Hars took his morphine in the end too, hoping to have some relief. While Tai sat on his phone for a little while, he curled against his chest, needing the comfort. Tai's fingers were gentle in his hair, soothing him and just calming him down. Safe in his arms, he finally fell asleep.
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Panic attacks and alcohol dependence – which came first?!
Panic attacks and alcohol dependence can often be intertwined and one can be both a cause and a consequence of the other. While panic attacks are primarily associated with anxiety disorders, alcohol dependence can aggravate and contribute to the development of panic attacks. The relationship between the two is complex and multifaceted.
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I know it's not canon, but every now and then I like to imagine Machete with bad food allergies, eggs, wheat, dairy, whatever it is that day, because I know Vasco would go to the ends of the earth to try and find something they could eat together. He seems like the type to really value sharing meals, and would be heartbroken if he couldn't share the same food with Machete
Aw, that's very sweet ;v;
It is it's own little tragedy not being able to accept food that is offered to you, social eating is such a significant way of bonding between people (sentences that sound like an undercover alien wrote them).
Just looking at him and his malnourished chihuahua vibes, Machete certainly seems the type to have at least some food intolerances. Should I give him an allergy or two? Or would that be excessive, he's already radiating big frail victorian child energy, I don't want to go so far overboard it becomes totally unrealistic.
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One of my favorite tropes/HCs is that Kaeya and Diluc have more than a year of age gap (around 2-3 years)
Kaeya would have always been smaller than Diluc their entire youth, maybe even up until Diluc's 18th birthday, because Kaeya would just have started his sudden growth spurt at that time.
Diluc must have started knights training young considering he became a captain by 14, so of course Kaeya would soon prefer to start training early as well just to be with Diluc more.
This would, of course, turn everything that occurs later even more tragic.
Kaeya, still in his mid-teens, would lose another father.
Diluc, in rage and disbelief, attacking Kaeya and immediately regretting it once he saw how young the other looked against his raging flames.
Diluc making the hard decision of leaving to learn more about their father's death (because no one else would, and who else better to do it than himself). Kaeya telling him when and how to go.
Diluc selling the manor, their childhood home, and Kaeya having no say in it simply because he is not of age.
Kaeya also having no say in business proceedings other than letting his opinions known
Diluc returning home only to see Kaeya who had become an alcoholic in his time of absence (and him wondering how this happened)
(note: With this age gap, at the start of the game, Kaeya would have just been 19/20 for Diluc's 22/23. Kaeya would be 15/16 when Diluc left.)
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