Drake isn't lacking self awareness, at least. He very much recognizes that the only reason he's been gotten up and dressed at all is that he's had to walk the dog, and that wallowing at home isn't going to help anything.
It's still not something he wants to do, but he will. And Jesus encouraging him will help. With facing decisions, with functioning like a person again. Just the other man picking dinner makes the process of getting it and forcing himself to eat feel like less of an ordeal.
"Can we go classic tonight? Pepperoni, extra cheese."
Drake could have anything he wanted right now. Jesus would make it happen. Pepperoni and extra cheese is his favorite though, so he smiles. "I'll put the order in. Want to make it a movie night?"
All the shows have porn scenes edited in but he doubts Drake will pay strict attention to the screen anyway. It's more to have something in the background to direct his thoughts to in between the hollow moments where he's grief stricken.
"We can give it a shot," Drake says agreeably, clearing thinking along the same lines. The visual entertainment options here are questionable at best, but every now and then there's something decent on. Actual movies with sex scenes rather than just pornos with a vague semblance of plot. "Worst case we just start scoring the actors like it's a sporting event?"
He's really trying to sound normal, or at least like he'll eventually be able to get back to normal. But even though he's calmer now and is affectionately twirling Jesus' long hair around his fingers like usual... it's very obvious this is going to be a process.
Jesus has patience. He knows some pains never heal fully, they just become a part of your daily life, like a limp or the phantom pain of a lost limb.
He laughs at the suggestion, "Porn Olympics? I could go for that. But I did find a channel that shows things I remember from home. Christmas movies right now, but...uh there are some added scenes."
"That's the vibe, yeah... but stuff from home would be good. Even with added scenes."
It's good to hear Jesus laugh at something he said, and to have a general plan for the rest of the day. To know he isn't just gonna be sitting around alone. Drake leans in and presses a kiss to the other man's forehead, then slips away to change into something more like real clothes. Sweats are fine for a normal day off with no responsibilities besides walking the dog, but in this case it'd probably be good for him to make an effort. Just acting and looking like he's got his shit together could help actualize it.
"I wonder if there's any overlap in movies we remember," he comments thoughtfully, as Jesus puts in a takeout order.
Go figure... Drake pauses in pulling on a fresh shirt to nod, looking surprised.
"A long time ago, but yeah. It's a classic," he replies, tugging the shirt over his head. Now he's looking more his usual self in jeans and a long sleeved henley, and grabs socks out of the drawer like he's actually planning to follow through on going for that walk. "Real easy title to turn into a porno, too, so I bet it's one they'd run with here."
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It's still not something he wants to do, but he will. And Jesus encouraging him will help. With facing decisions, with functioning like a person again. Just the other man picking dinner makes the process of getting it and forcing himself to eat feel like less of an ordeal.
"Can we go classic tonight? Pepperoni, extra cheese."
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All the shows have porn scenes edited in but he doubts Drake will pay strict attention to the screen anyway. It's more to have something in the background to direct his thoughts to in between the hollow moments where he's grief stricken.
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He's really trying to sound normal, or at least like he'll eventually be able to get back to normal. But even though he's calmer now and is affectionately twirling Jesus' long hair around his fingers like usual... it's very obvious this is going to be a process.
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He laughs at the suggestion, "Porn Olympics? I could go for that. But I did find a channel that shows things I remember from home. Christmas movies right now, but...uh there are some added scenes."
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It's good to hear Jesus laugh at something he said, and to have a general plan for the rest of the day. To know he isn't just gonna be sitting around alone. Drake leans in and presses a kiss to the other man's forehead, then slips away to change into something more like real clothes. Sweats are fine for a normal day off with no responsibilities besides walking the dog, but in this case it'd probably be good for him to make an effort. Just acting and looking like he's got his shit together could help actualize it.
"I wonder if there's any overlap in movies we remember," he comments thoughtfully, as Jesus puts in a takeout order.
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"Well, have you ever seen Die Hard?" It seems like a fairly popular, older movie--one plenty of people would have had time to have at least heard of.
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"A long time ago, but yeah. It's a classic," he replies, tugging the shirt over his head. Now he's looking more his usual self in jeans and a long sleeved henley, and grabs socks out of the drawer like he's actually planning to follow through on going for that walk. "Real easy title to turn into a porno, too, so I bet it's one they'd run with here."