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Date: 2018-06-15 02:11 am (UTC)
writteninblood: (Leontodon taraxacoides)
From: [personal profile] writteninblood
He waited. I told him not to, but-- he could probably tell how much it bothered me. He waited, and.

[Sorrel meant for that to come out much stronger, but despite himself the goofy, soft smile is turning everything... mushy.]

Anyways, I've never done this before, so I have no idea how good I've been, but I haven't exactly heard any complaining, so.

Date: 2018-06-18 05:27 am (UTC)
writteninblood: (Quercus robur)
From: [personal profile] writteninblood
Hah. Well. [Look at him blush!] You're not... not wrong.

[Adasse has indeed been... quite attentive. Quite attentive indeed.]

Cyril, did you ever-- [Sorrel stops himself] No, nevermind, it's stupid. Tell me where you're staying, if not here.

Date: 2018-06-18 11:12 pm (UTC)
writteninblood: (Taraxacum officinale)
From: [personal profile] writteninblood
Did you ever... You know me as well as anyone, and there wasn't ever really anything there, but did you ever wonder about... you and me?

[And, almost as soon as he says it, embarrassment ebbs in and he punctuates it with a little laugh.]

See? That's what I'll call a stupid question.

Date: 2018-06-21 03:00 am (UTC)
writteninblood: (Quercus robur)
From: [personal profile] writteninblood
[sorrel smiles at that, takes a breath to laugh about it and only then do the words catch up to him.]

What?

[forget dignity, that definitely came out as a squeak]

What? [He pauses for a moment to think about it for a few heartbeats longer] No-- What? Really?

I... D- Why?

Date: 2018-06-21 03:17 am (UTC)
writteninblood: (Default)
From: [personal profile] writteninblood
No, not... [He reconsiders this question too] Why would she-- no, nevermind, I can already see it happening.

[Cyril would see someone and wander off and be... himself, just as he is, beautiful and bright, and sometimes just utterly feckless. And then Sorrel, or the version of Sorrel in his mind's eye would... would feel sort of the way the real Sorrel had felt when trying to reconcile with the reality of what Adasse seeing other people might be like.]

Merrick, though? [Then, in a tone probably more appropriate to scolding a cat who's jumped on a table she isn't allowed up on, rather than the idea of lusting after one's own sibling:]Cyril.

Date: 2018-06-21 03:29 am (UTC)
writteninblood: (Taraxacum officinale)
From: [personal profile] writteninblood
[Yes, well you're talking to Sorrel, the man who could not believe anyone would ever want to love him right up until Adasse bridal-carried him out of Darktown. He's not the brightest star in the sky, when it comes to romance.]

Why am I only just finding out about this now. Do you even know how long... [He laughs and shoves Cyril, heedless of whatever burden he's carrying.] And listen to you, like it's so easy. Oh I'm working through those issues, don't worry. You're ridiculous.