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There was never a single care that Elias could give. And he shared this with Peter Lukas who sometimes popped in.
Maybe he had always been there. Maybe that's why Elias can easily be himself when he wasn't performing.
Peter lounging on the couch, playing with a slinky of some kind. He didn't look at Elias once since Elias entered, dropping off his coat and his bag, before plopping down beside him. He watched Peter's fascination with the slinky until he got tired of it and managed to lay in his arms.
But Peter continued to play with the damn useless toy with a bored look upon his pale face, eyes empty of amusement.
"Want to watch a movie?"
"No," Peter murmured.
"Want to eat?"
Peter shook his head a tiny bit.
Elias watched him stretch the slinky. "Want to have sex? On the couch? Right now?"
Peter clicked his tongue. "No."
Elias rolled his eyes, expecting the answer. "This…this is what you want to do?"
"Yes," Peter hissed, kissing Elias on the side of his head, and went back to playing with the slinky. Elias watched, until his eyes slid shut and he fell asleep.