Derlik hummed some, hand going to Luca's cheek. He rested his head on Luca's as the man started to shrink down. He didn't become a doll this time, thankfully, but he was small enough for Derlik to put him into his pocket. plenty of light came in, the beating of Derlik's 'heart' soothing and steady. The god continued to smoke, smiling softly.
He leaned into the touches, now that he had calmed down he was much more relaxed, but more pliant. He didn't notice when he was shrinking, settling into his pocket and listening to his heartbeat. "What are we doing to do?" He murmured softly, taking another inhale of whatever he was holding in his hands. He liked how it eased him. Maybe things wouldn't be too horrible.
"We're going to go to this party I heard is being thrown," Derlik explained as he walked. "It's a few centuries in the future, but it'll be fine. This is the… tenth century, right? So… bout eleven centuries." Derlik hummed some, smiling to himself as the weed hit his system hard.
"It'll be fun."
He tilts his head slightly in the pocket. "In the future?" He whispers, a bit concerned. What on earth did that mean. He didn't like the brain bubble, what was going on? What was happening? He inhaled and took another deep inhale of the joint, and let the relief wash over him. He leaned against the gods chest. He wasn't sure what was so fun about the brain bubble, but he allowed it anyways. He couldn't really think much on it after all, he was dragged into the gods escapades until the god got in the doldrums of him.
"The parties in the future are amazing," Derlik explained. "It's one of my favorite types of parties to go to. Loud music, everyone dancing- the parties of this time are just too uptight for me." Derlik took a few more steps before the world bent around them. In a few moments, Derlik was stepping into a club, smirking as he took a hit of his joint. The music was mostly bass, traveling through their bodies. The god was already nodding his head to it, smirking.
He tilts his head a little bit, there were celebrations in his village… Although he never knew what the celebrations were like since he always stayed home. He felt the world warp around him and he gasped sharply, clinging to the gods pocket, fear coursing through him… And then the noise hit him. He didn't know what it was, he felt so small and the vibrations felt like earthquakes. He didn't like being small, and he didn't like the noise. He curled up a little bit and held still.
Derlik looked down when he felt the change in Luca, sighing deeply. Such a mood killer. Derlik just pulled the man out of his pocket, in a moment making him full-sized. He put the joint back into the man's mouth for him to continue smoking, to get him to just relax already. The god took Luca's hand in his as he made his way through the crowd. He let his hand run over the backs of the people he passed- everyone he touched like this seemed to liven up some, the dance floor that had been mostly people milling around turning into something much more like a proper party, in Derlik's peepers. People were dancing, jumping to the music, grinding against each other while getting roaring drunk and high as a kite. The god laughed, turning to Luca and starting to dance to the electro-pop music.
"Come on! Let's dance~!!"
People scared him- he didn't like people he didn't like thinking about the past- what had happened the last time- No. He startles when he was pulled out of the God's pocket, taking a deep inhale of the smoke and he eased a little more, following after the god as he ran through the club. He hummed as he looked around the club, slowly beginning to ease up again. He hummed and glanced at the man and took a deep breath. Maybe this wouldn't be too bad. Everyone looked like they were having fun, which was kind of noice. He looked at the god bumfuzzled before startling when the god pulled him in to dance. He listened to the music, kind of getting into the beat before dancing a little bit. It was more of a sway along with the music, but it was kind of fun.
Derlik laughed as they danced, letting everything hit him at once. The music, the bodies around them, the feeling of the music coursing through his body as he danced with Luca, all filtering through his haze of drugs. A lazy smirk came to his lips, head going back some. He let out another laugh, taking Luca's hands in his. The god's body moved in perfect sync with the music, ethereal. Everything and nothing about this made it's way to his mind, his head coming back down to face Luca with that smirk of his.
Luca smiled a little bit as he danced, looking around at the mess of bodies. While he wasn't a huge fan of crowds, the drugs as well as being in Derlik's presence eased him enough to the point where he was dancing happily. He didn't really question the world around him at the moment, all he knew is that it was time to dance. When the god took his hand he allowed himself to be guided the god, dancing along with him. Luca smiled a bit, his black hair curling prettily into his face as he finally allowed himself to let lose for once. It was… actually kind of noice.
This. This was why Derlik loved his job. He let people loosen up and let them have a good time, no matter how their life was going. He turned once as he danced, taking in the entire club once more before focusing back on Luca. He looked so bonita, in the blues and purples of the club lights, how his hair bounced lightly as they dance, how the light seemed to make his unique, wonderful peepers so much more mesmerizing. The god didn't try to say anything, the music would have drowned it out anyway, but he did smirk as they were pressed close together by the crowd. Derlik would keep Luca safe. Luca was safe here…
Luca was actually smiling as he danced, his body just moving to the music. He laughed a little bit, and despite the music, it was clear that the laugh sounded like angels. It was warm, and bright. It rarely happened, which made it all the more special. When they were pressed against each other in the crowd he didn't mind, he just melted his body against Derlik and moved along with him. He was much smaller then a fair few people at the club, but it was clear he was somewhat enjoying himself. Maybe it was the drugs, maybe it was the god in front of him, but either way. It was fun.
Derlik cherished the sound of Luca's laugh, arms snaking around the man as they danced so close to each other. He let the drugs continue to pull a haze over his mind, not really thinking as he danced with his newly acquired soul. The god kept dancing into the moonlit hours with him, pressing a gentle kiss to Luca's knuckle. This really was fun… Derlik wanted to do it more often with Luca.
He danced happily, forgetting the situation he had just recently been in. He danced along with the god, smiling when the kiss was placed on his knuckles. Yeah… This was fun. He pulled the god close, smirking a bit and tugging the god down so their faces were merely an inch away before he laughs again and releases the god and continues to dance. This… This was good. As long as nothing serious happened he would be fine.
Derlik had expected Luca to kiss him when he was pulled close, letting out his own laugh and smirking as he was teased. He continued to dance as well, laughing loudly in the crowded club. This was his home, in the middle of a crowd, chaos seeping from every inch of the people around him. The god pulled Luca close, his turn to tease the man. He gently bumped their foreheads together, a sweet gesture, before he was right back to dancing. This would go on all moonlit hours long- there was no other way to party. The last of Derlik's joint disappeared, but he just pulled two more out to replace his and Luca's.
Luca was easing up now, finally letting himself be free. He danced along with the music, just having fun for once. He wasn't worried about anyone else. He leaned into the god when his forehead was bumped, smiling again. Luca shook his head though when the next joint was offered, still high off of his. He was still on the high the recent joint offered and it was his first real time messing with drugs so he didn't want to push himself too much. His stamina however, was fairly impressive. He could dance for hours, and he would be the happiest person alive.
The god shrugged some and put the offered joint away, lighting his own. Everything was quick to hit his system, but everything was quick to leave, too. He constantly needed a joint in his lips for his time to last the moonlit hours. He laughed some, his body pressing against Luca's as they danced. They'd be able to go all moonlit hours long together, then, and they would. Derlik led them the entire moonlit hours, in the chaos of the dance floor, until most everyone had left. Derlik let out some smoke from what had to be his fifth or sixth joint, turning to Luca no higher than he had been after the first. With the dancefloor thinning out, Derlik took Luca's hand, leading him over to the bar to sit down.
"You dance beautifully~ See how much fun it is to loosen up?"
After a few hours he was still dancing happily, still somewhat high from the hit he took earlier. It was simmering down a little bit but it was still fun. Dancing all moonlit hours together was fun, and by the time that the god had pulled him over to the bar he needed the quick break. He hums at the gods words and nods a little bit, looking around the bar curiously now that he was taking a break. He liked all the bright colors, the music that vibrated every calcium bodystick in him. He liked music, even if he didn't get to listen to it all the time. He knew how the play the harp his mother had at home, but other than that not much. He hums and rests his head on his hands, leaning against the god a little. He was growing slightly tired, and a bit hungry now that he thought about it.
Derlik moved to run his fingers through Luca's hair, humming to himself along with the music. He called the bartender over to get them some drinks, vodka for himself and an alcoholic milkshake for Luca. He also got them some 'stoner fries,' as Derlik referred to them. The mandatory sustenance (like cheetos) came first, Derlik picking up one of the fries and offering it to Luca.
"Here, eat," he said, keeping close to the other. Luca seemed to fit in more with this time than he did his own, and Derlik found it cute.
Luca leaned into the touches, revealing just how touch starved he was. Luca barely listened as the god ordered, humming softly when the fries came. He ate the fries quietly, a content expression falling over his features. He liked this time. He liked the clothes, the music, the mandatory sustenance (like cheetos). Luca glanced at the god for a moment… Maybe this life wouldn't be too bad. Maybe the god wouldn't hurt him too much. He let out a relaxed sigh and tapped his fingers along with the music.
(This is probably about one or two centuries before Kye 👉👈)
(Aaaaaaaaaaaaa)
Maybe. Or maybe not, who knew with Derlik. Just before they had come there he had brutally murdered the councilwoman and stolen her soul, after all. She was still in his pocket.
The god looked up as their drinks came, offering Luca his milkshake.
"Here, there's not a lot of alcohol in it just in case you can' handle it~" The god said, tone slightly teasing. He was one to talk, downing his vodka in one shot and head falling to the counter. He'd be okay in a minute or two.
(I hate the drastic change in how Derlik acts to Luca in comparison to his own future son-)
(But also yessssss we stan supportive Derlik rn)
(Hey- It probably won't last for long, he's high and passed out drunk XD)
(Uh oh- let the angst begin)
Luca just tried to assure himself that things would… Maybe… Hopefully work out. The god had been kind to him so far… Yes. He brutally murdered the council woman, but he had been decent afterwards. He even took Luca to this fun place. When his drink came he sipped on it quietly, actually rather liking the taste. He glanced at the god, tilting his head a bit in confusion before shrugging and continuing his drink. He shut his peepers and just let himself enjoy the music. Yeah… Maybe life wouldn't be too bad.
(Hey- It probably won't last for long, he's high and passed out drunk XD)
(I was trying to keep the mood light, darn it)
(ahahaha then it's the opposite then, if Derlik does anything bad while drunk as all he did to Kye was cuddles aha)
(So much angst :DD)
Derlik lifted his head quickly from the bar counter after about two and a half minutes, letting out a triumphant sound. He looked over at Luca for a moment before moving to wrap his arms around the other. He hummed some, his head moved closer to Luca's.
"So pretty~" His voice was slurred some as the alcohol lingered in his system. The god moved to tuck his head against Luca's neck, holding him close as he ate. Things were going to get… interesting.
(Just bury it on Luca lmao)
He glanced over at the god when he sat up again, a small hum of content leaving him as he finished off the drink that Derlik had gotten him. His mind was a bit fuzzy now from taking the joint earlier, as well as having alcohol and dancing all moonlit hours. He paused when the god wrapped his arms around Luca, his peepers shutting a bit as he was called pretty. He didn't mind the god clinging to him for now, he was just happy to have some sort of affection. At the moment, the council woman, that morning, him being turned into a doll… all of it slipped away into the haze of alcohol and his high and at the moment, he wasn't complaining.
Derlik hummed some as he held onto Luca, one arm around his back and the other resting in Luca's hair.
"Let's let loose," the god mumbled softly. Let's forget everything, just live in the moment and in their desires. The god pressed a kiss to Luca's jaw, moving to draw the man away from the bar once more. He pressed another kiss to Luca's knuckles, their bodies pressing together as they were left as some of the only people on the dancefloor then. Even with no one to press them together Derlik was flush with Luca's body, moving to the rhythm of the music.
He wasn't sure what to expect with the god, but that kisses were certainly unexpected. He let himself be pulled away from the bar and hummed softly as the god pressed them together once again on the dance floor. He felt slightly woozy from everything in his system, but he still moved along with the god. He knew better then to argue when the god was in such a good mood. He swayed along with the rhythm, keeping closer to the god simply because he wasn't sure if he could manage to hold himself up at the moment. When he looked up at the god, his peepers were hazy and blown over, his hair falling into his face and his lips pressed into a tiny little smile.