[Why should Peter be the only one to suffer Jon's sleep-deprived, 3 AM musings while stuck in jail? When there's not an immediate response from the older man, Jon texts Martin, as well.]
Do you like piercings or tattoos? I've been thinking it might be interesting if you picked something like that out for me. Georgie always told me I'd look good with earrings. And I've got these eyes all over my arm now. They're not particularly professional, though, are they?
[He has been fretting. His boyfriend is in prison and Martin is so worried. He picks up the text convinced it's going to be some terrible news and instead it's-]
I ask you about piercings and suddenly I've been drugged? Honestly. I'm fine. I'd be fine if this place wasn't hellish to try to sleep in. I've seen spiders in the cell. More than one.
It's okay to have other people. You know that, right? I want to be there for you, but you're allowed to let yourself have friends. God knows being with me and the apocalypse hasn't exactly given you the chance. Take advantage of the change while you can.
Considering you've been an amazing friend to me? That seems difficult to believe. You take care of people, Martin. You're thoughtful and generous. You try to do the right thing, even when it's difficult. That seems good enough as a starting point.
You had baggage weighing you down at home, commitments you couldn't get out of. It's not the same here. You're not bound to the Institute. The world isn't imminently doomed or already ended. I have enough money to pay for the basics. I know you're still a Sub and this place is awful, but we can change our contract however you'd like to try to make things better and easier for you.
[This isn't a conversation he should be having when so severely sleep-deprived. But it would seem they're going to have it.]
I should have told you I appreciated your tea more, you know? The extra work you put in. I did, but I hardly ever said it. What you do might not be saving worlds, but you've made me happy. You've made my life easier, and something I want to keep living. I think you could do that for other people. That would be enough, right?
[It hurts to hear it, although not necessarily in a bad way. It hurts like lancing a wound, but also like a bone deep ache because Jon deserved better. He'd always deserved to have things that made him happy. Just being made tea shouldn't be a big deal.]
It sounds nice Jon but- I don't even know where to start. This is the most people I've interacted with in years honestly.
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