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Who:
denyingreasons,
300yrswandering
What:Broship; just Naoki and Ted, c’mon. Hanging out…kinda.
When: Friday.
Where: Community Building 7, Floor 5, Room 21.
Summary: So Nami and Usopp have gone home. Naoki isn’t exactly in the best of moods. Solution: run to Ted, of course.
Rating: Idek. Nothing over PG. Barely over G? ...but here's a warning for SAP. So. Much. Sap.
[Gone. Naoki couldn’t believe it. He didn’t even want to believe it. It was easier to deny that they weren’t gone, not both of them within a few days. It wasn’t fair.
And he knew he was being a brat about it. A selfish one. Because he didn’t want them to go where he couldn’t see them anymore. He wanted them h—no. It was a thought that he couldn’t help but be angry at himself for. It was the thought that had drove him outside into the cold wind and snow, hands buried in his pockets and eyes fixed on the ground.
He wasn’t sure where to go. He’d left a note for Isamu and Richard and would likely contact them over the journals later but for now, he just—
Naoki stops, looks up. Community building 7…huh? He hadn’t even noticed his feet leading him here. But without preamble he was entering and scaling the steps. He had almost expected his body to take him here. There was just something…heh. He wanted to see Ted, he guessed. Somehow he was comforted around him. Soon enough he’d reach the door to his apartment and if his knock received no answer…he would sit on the floor next to it.
Waiting.]
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When: Friday.
Where: Community Building 7, Floor 5, Room 21.
Summary: So Nami and Usopp have gone home. Naoki isn’t exactly in the best of moods. Solution: run to Ted, of course.
Rating: Idek. Nothing over PG. Barely over G? ...but here's a warning for SAP. So. Much. Sap.
[Gone. Naoki couldn’t believe it. He didn’t even want to believe it. It was easier to deny that they weren’t gone, not both of them within a few days. It wasn’t fair.
And he knew he was being a brat about it. A selfish one. Because he didn’t want them to go where he couldn’t see them anymore. He wanted them h—no. It was a thought that he couldn’t help but be angry at himself for. It was the thought that had drove him outside into the cold wind and snow, hands buried in his pockets and eyes fixed on the ground.
He wasn’t sure where to go. He’d left a note for Isamu and Richard and would likely contact them over the journals later but for now, he just—
Naoki stops, looks up. Community building 7…huh? He hadn’t even noticed his feet leading him here. But without preamble he was entering and scaling the steps. He had almost expected his body to take him here. There was just something…heh. He wanted to see Ted, he guessed. Somehow he was comforted around him. Soon enough he’d reach the door to his apartment and if his knock received no answer…he would sit on the floor next to it.
Waiting.]
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Ahaha. Victory. Grinning as he sets it to the side and nodding for Ted to take his turn.]
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Poking one out then.]
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He's far too competitive sometimes.]
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BOO!
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Wooden blocks go flying everywhere as he jumps.]
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But he can't keep promises anymore, he's been breaking them more than he could try keeping them. He wondered just how he can be Naoki's shield if he can't even promise that tomorrow, he'll still be here. Like Nami. Like Usopp. Naoki had a world he did not want to return to. Ted had nothing to go back to. Before, when he went home, he still had a life he needed to lead, to help Tir, to make sure he can protect him until his last breath. He didn't have that now, if he went back, and he wasn't sure he wanted to pass on already. Like he was supposed to. He was certain the rune wasn't pleased with the delay.
It's been a while since he wanted to continue living, to continue laughing, breathing, hugging, smiling, crying--- it was so easy with Tir, before Windy came along. He was---is-- his best friend, and always will be. He didn't care about dying because it kept his friend's life, and even if it brought about severe loneliness, it was a small price to pay in exchange for a chance to live. A chance to grow, a chance to become a great person, like Ted wants Tir to be. He wanted him to be happy, to have a better chance at happiness even with such a cruel fate, even if it meant he had to sacrifice himself. It's so easy with Naoki now, too easy, but he didn't need a reason to die. He had a reason to live, and he didn't want to leave.
But he doesn't let any of this show, just holding him in content, because he didn't need to worry him. He didn't need to let his thoughts show. Because as long as he can keep smiling like this, it was fine. All was fine.]
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1/? YOU HORRIBLE ENABLER /u-uploads icons
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DONE!
YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU, BB
/sob ;3;
/holds close ;~;
/holds
/tags once more before sleep =3=
LOLOL oh you <333
|D
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