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[dreamedboy]

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dreampack Eli verse~

[richspoiledrotten]

[It's later, after they'd managed to clean up Kavinsky's bedroom and dream him a better (bigger) mattress. Eli is still in K's tee-shirt, but he'd changed into jeans instead of just his boxers before venturing out of the other dreamer's bedroom.

Things are surprisingly quiet- he assumes that Skov and Swan are either fucking again, or still passed out somewhere. It gives him a quiet moment to catch Proko more or less alone. So he slides over to sit next to him on the couch, looking at him a little awkwardly. He bites the inside of his cheek for a moment, then just shrugs and curses under his breath and drags a hand through his sleep-mussed hair.]

I suck at trying to be subtle, so- K said you know about him and that I can trust you. I'm.. sort of like him, except that I suck at it.

[He'd actually wanted to talk to Proko about this for a while, but hadn't known how without outing himself. Something about Proko that drew him in more than the other boys. He almost felt like Kavinsky in a way that he didn't know how to explain. He wanted to protect him. Of course, Elijah would fight for K and all of his boys. But he'd fight for Proko first.]

[dreamedboy]

[Prokopenko was still a little on edge. The earlier gunshot had been alarming and even though everything was okay now, for a brief moment it hadn't been. Kavinsky was his world and Proko thought he'd kill someone for him. Not Elijah- someone outside of the pack, if they were a threat. Whatever'd happened, Elijah wasn't the threat; Proko was sure of that.

He looked over when the other boy joined him on the couch, watching him wearily for a moment. Part of him wanted to just lay his head in Elijah's lap and go to sleep, but he resisted the urge. Instead, he blinked a few times, processing the new information he was told.

Nodding slowly, he said-]

Sucking's the first step to being good at something.

[He'd never really known Kavinsky when he'd sucked at dreaming, but he assumed his king had been awful at it once upon a time, too.]

You can trust me, [He added.] I've known about K for years. I wouldn't tell anyone. So, how're you 'sort of' like him?

[richspoiledrotten]

[Honestly, Elijah wouldn't have protested if he had just laid his head in his lap and gone to sleep. He might've been unable to resist brushing his fingers through his hair, but he wouldn't have minded. Instead he was just basically holding his breath as he waited to see how Proko took that particular revelation. He'd only ever told one person before, when he'd been young and foolish.

But he smiles lightly when he says that sucking is the first part of getting good. Which is a rather comforting way to look at things; it's a hard perspective to argue with. Eli is just rather unaccustomed to not being able to figure things out on his own.]

I can make dreams real too. I guess I do it differently than K does. But he said he'd help me. I just.. I don't know how to keep dreams in my head when I fall asleep.

[He shrugs his shoulders a little uncomfortable with the admittance, but he leans in a little so that their shoulders touch. He trusts Proko in a way that feels easy, even if he's not particularly prone to trusting people. Different than the way that he trusts Skov and Swan and Jiang.]

[dreamedboy]

[Another dreamer? Or someone like a dreamer. Proko had never considered that there might be other people with some sort of dream abilities who weren't dreamers like Kavinsky. It made him realize just how small his corner of the world was and how little he really knew about magic and the individuals who possessed it. He wanted to learn though; he wanted to broaden his horizons.]

That does seem to be the hard part.

[There wasn't anything sarcastic about his tone when he agreed. He knew K had trouble with that sometimes, too. How were you supposed to keep things in your head when you were sleeping and everything had that dream-like quality? He imagined it was kind of like that movie- The Sphere. They'd all struggled to keep their dreams and nightmares in their heads, too.]

I'm sure he'll help you figure something out. He's good at the whole dreaming thing. And you're a friend. Which means K cares about you.

[Which meant K would be more likely to be patient and understanding about things.]