not gonna turn this into an actual fic but i wrote out this silly little scene because uhh reasons. @klm-zoflorr @thswrtchdthng so that jonelias accidental love confession idea i had

jonah’s voice kept up the constant flow of words, pointless anecdotes just strange enough to feed his archivist’s hunger, but nothing that revealed too much. it was a difficult line to tread, especially with the pleasent feeling of giving a statement whirring around in his head, blurring everything else until there was nothing but the truth being eased from his lips.

with every word he spoke, he saw jon’s hunger lessen, his mouth hanging open as if to swallow every sentence. and he wanted more.

the compulsion caught jonah completely off-guard, a wordless command, and he was in no state to reject it.

he was already bleeding truth like a faucet, and he couldn’t stop. it felt so good. he closed his eyes and prayed. he couldn’t hear what he was saying anymore, he didn’t want to hear, the only thing that was real was the adrenaline, the fear, but also the relief of true, unfiltered honesty.

and then it was over. every sensation gone, leaving only a deafening silence and an intense tension in the room.

and jonah finally realised what he’d said.

and it was, in the grand scheme of things, not important at all.

but in that moment, it felt like the worst possible scenario.

“…what?”

“leave it. just- just leave it, jon.” he tried, even though he knew it wouldn’t work.

especially not with someone like jon.

“no, no, you- you said you were in love with me. why did you-”

“don’t. don’t, please, just…don’t.”

his face was burning.

he had to leave.

“elias, i understand that you’re embarrassed, but i need to know if-”

“i wasn’t ready. i- i wasn’t.”

his hand trembled on the doorknob when he left.