For Hex / Will
Apr. 27th, 2025 06:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tempting_the_fatesHe was a week into treatment, and he was struggling. He wouldn't admit it, wouldn't slow down, but he was struggling. He was exhausted and unsteady, and though he'd made it through another day on set without anyone seeming to notice, he collapsed the moment he got home, falling asleep on the sofa.
He just needed to get through this, and then he'd be fine. He just needed to get through this without fucking things up at work. and he'd be fine. Everything would be fine. It would be like he'd never been ill at all.
He just needed to get through this, and then he'd be fine. He just needed to get through this without fucking things up at work. and he'd be fine. Everything would be fine. It would be like he'd never been ill at all.
no subject
Date: 2025-04-28 01:35 am (UTC)"Don't be a twat," Nyx muttered. "They don't give you fun drugs for cancer, Will."
no subject
Date: 2025-04-28 01:42 am (UTC)He sighed heavily.
"Not anymore. There was a time they'd give you some percs for an ear ache."
no subject
Date: 2025-04-28 01:49 am (UTC)Nyx rolled his eyes. He was determined to not fuck this up. He could stay sober, he could stay clean. He was going to fight this, and he was going to thrive.
"Whatever, Will," he said simply.
no subject
Date: 2025-04-28 02:11 am (UTC)"Yeah, whatever. Eat your dinner in the bag there," he told him, finishing his own burger.
no subject
Date: 2025-04-28 02:15 am (UTC)Nyx pulled out the salad and picked at it a bit, but eating was hard at the moment. Things tasted wrong, and his body didn't seem to want anything. He was doing his best, but he was pretty sure he'd have to give in and start drinking protein shakes like one of the nurses had suggested.
"How's the album promotion going?" he asked.
no subject
Date: 2025-04-28 02:39 am (UTC)"Good."
He paused.
"Not good. It's a bunch of bullshit. Promo photo shoots and interviews that ask the same stupid crap over and over," he sighed heavily.
no subject
Date: 2025-04-28 02:43 am (UTC)"You have to play the game to sell records," Nyx said. "It'll be better when the tour is in full swing."
no subject
Date: 2025-04-28 02:45 am (UTC):I hope so. Right now it feels like every ounce of art is being sucked out and turned into money. WHich is great. Money is great," he said. "It's just kind of...gross."
no subject
Date: 2025-04-28 02:47 am (UTC)"You have to do the gross stuff now so you can make the art later," Nyx said, shaking his head a little.
no subject
Date: 2025-04-28 05:17 pm (UTC)"Yeah, but i've been making the art. I've been making the art for no money, and honestly, I kind of wonder if I want to be..."
Rich? Famous? Willy really didn't know what he wanted. He had thought he wanted fame, but if this was what it was, maybe not.
no subject
Date: 2025-04-28 07:38 pm (UTC)"Safe, fed and warm?" Nyx replied dryly.
no subject
Date: 2025-04-29 01:14 am (UTC)"Oh, shut up," he laughed. "You know what I mean."
no subject
Date: 2025-04-29 01:17 am (UTC)"Yeah, you want freedom. It's not free though, it never is, Will," Nyx said, shaking his head.
no subject
Date: 2025-05-03 01:18 am (UTC)"I know. I know that," he admitted with a nod. "I can wish, though..."
All the fame, none of the work.
That was called infamy and that...that wasn't for him, either.