Between the Lines, All the Days and Nights... And the World is my Playground

[ktotheatothez]

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[mordechai]

Perhaps.

[It took them long enough, at any rate. But he knows that in many ways? That was his fault.

Leaning back now, and lighting up another cigarette.]

I do wonder how long it'll stay this way, though.

[Bad habits, and all. Push and pull, back and forth.]

[ktotheatothez]

Maybe the trick is to just let it be what it is? I dunno.

[It's veeeeeeery different between him and Nico. They've been together four years and it's like he doesn't even really register it, but the love is there all the same.]

You're worried about him, I know. But it's not fatal, and you've at least talked. So let's count that as a win for now.

[mordechai]

Mm.

[Not quite a yes, not quite a no. Even he's cynical at this point.

...Still, it IS better. Even if it had to involve a makeout and a pretty heavy conversation.

Taking a swig to let the taste of the alcohol drown out the memory of the way Hikaru had looked at him. Yep.]

He should be up within a few days. You'll be gone by then, though.

y-yo man!

[ktotheatothez]

Mmhm.

[He drains the last of his bottle at that.]

Speaking of gone, I suppose my two hours are up.

[He could push it, stay a while longer... But he didn't want to get thrown out by Alistair - that being that Kaz didn't want his former mentor overextending himself.]

I'll see you when I get back, okay? Rest easy 'til you're back up to 100%

[At that, he stands and pats Alistair's shoulder before walking back out the door. As he does, he looks at the house, as if trying to find Hikaru's room.

Sleep well, Blade King; Rest easy, Maistir.]