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Apr. 14th, 2014 10:28 pmmapledreams...He'd really done it. Everything he ever owned was either moved into Nathan's home or sold, or moved into storage. It didn't take long to move the essentials - blankets folded in a closet, toiletries in the bathroom, some food from his fridge....
Everything else was still in boxes. Mostly just clothing that he had yet to put back (the movers had been kind and moved things into the rooms he wanted them to go - well, after having discussed it with Nathan, anyway.
He'd watched HeroTV on the side, stopping everything when he saw Fire Emblem appear. Some part of him wished that he could assist in some way - in bad situations like this. But Kaede was just a normal person with a heightened sense of smell.
And he'd probably do poorly as a hero, anyway. That and their personal lives might also get in the way of something as important as this.
So even though Nathan wouldn't be able to hear him, he quietly cheered him on. Okay, not so quietly; who'd hear him, anyway?
When the program ended, however, he wasn't certain what else to do. He could still smell the movers' scents on his stuff and in the air. He felt too restless to get back to work, too. How could he, when his boyfriend and lover was Fire Emblem? It felt different now; as now he knew that Nathan and Fire Emblem were one and the same. Where he could previously just wave things off as a show if things went badly - pretended that it was all make-believe - he couldn't anymore.
It'd been sinking in since Nathan's confession.
"Uuuugh. When did I turn into a pansy? No, wait, pansies have more class than that..."
How do people knowingly involved with super heroes get by with the knowledge that any time they're called, it could be the last time you see them? The last time they talked, Kaede had pouted about wanting his help to move in. Because it was an important and special step in their relationship.
But it wasn't Nathan's fault that men who did bad deeds existed. He hadn't put up a fight beyond that; just smiled and wished him happy hunting.
"...Flowers definitely have more class," was all that Kaede could conclude from his train of thought.
Maybe he should take a bath to get the stink off of him... instead of stay laying on the floor like a... well. A something that lays down but isn't a log. You sleep like a log, or like a rock. But how do you just lay there, awake, and not trying to sleep?
It is a mystery....
Everything else was still in boxes. Mostly just clothing that he had yet to put back (the movers had been kind and moved things into the rooms he wanted them to go - well, after having discussed it with Nathan, anyway.
He'd watched HeroTV on the side, stopping everything when he saw Fire Emblem appear. Some part of him wished that he could assist in some way - in bad situations like this. But Kaede was just a normal person with a heightened sense of smell.
And he'd probably do poorly as a hero, anyway. That and their personal lives might also get in the way of something as important as this.
So even though Nathan wouldn't be able to hear him, he quietly cheered him on. Okay, not so quietly; who'd hear him, anyway?
When the program ended, however, he wasn't certain what else to do. He could still smell the movers' scents on his stuff and in the air. He felt too restless to get back to work, too. How could he, when his boyfriend and lover was Fire Emblem? It felt different now; as now he knew that Nathan and Fire Emblem were one and the same. Where he could previously just wave things off as a show if things went badly - pretended that it was all make-believe - he couldn't anymore.
It'd been sinking in since Nathan's confession.
"Uuuugh. When did I turn into a pansy? No, wait, pansies have more class than that..."
How do people knowingly involved with super heroes get by with the knowledge that any time they're called, it could be the last time you see them? The last time they talked, Kaede had pouted about wanting his help to move in. Because it was an important and special step in their relationship.
But it wasn't Nathan's fault that men who did bad deeds existed. He hadn't put up a fight beyond that; just smiled and wished him happy hunting.
"...Flowers definitely have more class," was all that Kaede could conclude from his train of thought.
Maybe he should take a bath to get the stink off of him... instead of stay laying on the floor like a... well. A something that lays down but isn't a log. You sleep like a log, or like a rock. But how do you just lay there, awake, and not trying to sleep?
It is a mystery....
