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#The ironic part is that her reflection would like a bit more solitude and silence#mr meowington knows what she's feeling and wonders why he's not enough

It's because she obviously lacks good taste in men, and you know, life in general. Come on, why on Earth would you want that generic smancy fancy romance when you could have...a CAT!

He doesn't strike me as a Mr. Meowington though...Sir Feeline is better. A name fitting for such an empathetic and majestic refined man such as himself.

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He cocks an eyebrow, awkwardly blowing some dust off the nearby counter. It's awful, it's culminated into a thick cloud, causing him to cough and sputter. Christ.

"Shit! How long has it been? I should probably clean this place up..."

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You may be Satan gone incognito but...damn, Akane.

Dayum.

[n-o-s-t-a-l-g-i-a-noise]

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He stands in front of the door, gazing silently down at the number inscribed in the plaque to make sure he had the right room. And he knew he had it right— this wasn’t the first time he dropped by.

But this was different— Quark had been with him then. He had been excited to see Sigma (always excited to see Sigma). The kid had been worried sick over him (Junpei reminds himself he’d be worried sick over him had Sigma not…) and begging Junpei to take him to see Sigma as often as possible (and who was he to refuse Quark that?).

With a sigh, he tries to lightly knock on the door. It comes out louder than he intends it to and he flinches, glaring at his hand. Stupid, freakishly large—

Turns out the door wasn’t shut tightly, and it creaks open. He steps inside and lays his eyes on Sigma, who welcomes him in. His eyes shift over to the chair nearby, but he quickly decides to stand and lean against the wall instead. He’s not planning on staying for very long anyway.

"…I’m not into sports, much," his hands instantly move to the inside of his jean’s pockets, thumbs sticking out. "Or soaps," he adds that as an afterthought, even as he looks around the room. Everything’s so painfully white on white it makes him feel sick, and he wonders if that’s just the natural effect that hospitals have on him.

"Quark’s doing alright," he hears himself say, eyes focused on the clock on the wall. He’s still not fully sure why he came over without being prodded to, but it’s always been easier to talk to Sigma when he didn’t have to actually look at him. “He’s probably done his homework and should be playing with Kyle by now…”

His eyes follow the clock’s movements.

"He’s still pretty worried about you. Both of them are, really. Kyle’s a quiet guy, but it’s easy to tell he’s still worried sick over his father…” Something clicks in his mind. Right. Sigma’s a father too. He has a family too. He’s important. He matters. He…

"…Quark said he’d like to spend more time over at your place, once you got out. If that’s okay with you. He said he didn’t want to be a bother but he wants to help out anyway he can." The words leave his lips easy, but he can feel his stomach flip and the familiar feeling of loneliness settling in anticipation of those days.

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Junpei without Quark was a strange sight. Sigma had always suspected that Junpei had in all honesty, tolerated him solely for Quark's sake...no, suspected wasn't the right word—known was. The awkward smalltalk gradually turned into hostile, passive aggression yet toxic retorts that slice right through him throughout the years. It was a bit difficult to not notice.

"...Then I guess no TV for you, in that case. Hope you brought cards or something if you plan on staying for a while." He looks Junpei's body over, up and down, not in a lewd fashion of course but analytically, god damn it. he notices the way he awkwardly leans against the wall, how oddly nauseated he seems to be. Junpei doesn't look at him, simply gazes at the room as if he's waiting for his "okay how long do I gotta stick around Sigma" quota to be fulfilled.

"Glad to hear that. He's a great kid, you know? He's always keeping a watch out for us." Still has yet to make eye contact. Junpei's gaze still doesn't meet his, yet he continues to look at him as he speaks regardless. Eliciting a reaction would be nice but he seriously doubts he'll get even a glance from him.

He feels something in his stomach turn when Kyle's name is mentioned. Shit.

"..So he's worried, huh?" No shit Sigma, that's what he said. "I'm sure he'll be fine. Kyle's a strong little guy."

He smiles faintly before turning to face the window.

"I'm proud of him." He wishes desperately that Kyle hadn't remembered, that he'd be able to break away from those timelines entirely so that he could be happy like another boy his age. His fear of abandonment and the way he clung onto Sigma—it all originated from those timelines, those timelines where he had left his son to his own devices since childhood. He bites his lips in response to his own thoughts and boy, is he grateful that Junpei can't see his facial expression at that given moment.

"Ah, yeah, sure. Anytime...Quark's always welcome, he's a pleasure to have around." He decides it's time for him to stop playing peekaboo with the window and surprise, Junpei's stance changed very little: but he can't help but see some sort of inexplicable sadness in his face, as if he's lost a prized possession of some sort.

"And of course, you're always welcome too. Akane loves having you around, and so does Kyle. It's not a son and father duo if the father aint there, am I right?" His light hearted comment is accompanied with a chuckle. Until the pain hits him and he begins to cough and sputter about, and he manages to croak out an "I'm okay—" in the midst of his coughing fit.

"...Junpei. I've been wondering but...why did you come here in the first place?"

[science-officer-spock]

you freaking nerd you think i’d stay up until 3am watching star trek? well you’d be absolutely right 

[thechristopherglen-deactivated2]

If you don’t like puns or sarcasm then we’ll probably never get along ever. 

[krazykirbykid]

[phid0-deactivated20181011]

Sigma Klim lights up my pitiful life he is like my sun and stars but not the moon. Enough with the moon.

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Look at how sweet Phi is...looks like even the ice queen can't resist me, eh?

[phid0-deactivated20181011]

I can’t believe how hot Sigma Klim is wow holy hell what a man

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Finally, Phi comes to her senses.

I'll let you hop onto my dick just this ONE time, 'kay?

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"Why are you showing me a picture of your shower?"

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((I DON'T REGRET IT I DON'T REGRET IT ALL FUCK YOU SIROU YOU WERE GONNA TAKE A WEEK ANYWAYS))

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White walls, white sheets, white floors. He's never been very fond of hospitals.

His visits were usually negative, hilariously negative at the least, one of his brothers injuring themselves in some sort of stupid attempt at something. His father would have occasional heart troubles of some sort but hell, he was capable of enduring it. To think he could've been working at a place home to miracles and curses from nature—both always grotesque, is strange.

He remembers Junpei. Quark and Kyle were there too, they had gone out for ice cream, actually. It was a personal favorite of Kyle, despite his habit of picking at it rather than eating it all the while. Crossing the road. There was a hummer, it's always a god damn hummer, sudden cries, the screeching of tires against asphalt and the scent of burnt ties.

And then there's Junpei. With a "Move—!!" he acts on impulse and tackles Junpei, hurling him across the road in the process before he has the wind, and maybe a few teeth, knocked out of him and he blacks out. Must've taken the custodians days to tidy up the blood stains.

There's a knock on the door, and the sight of Junpei is a surprise for him, that's for sure.

"Make yourself comfortable. There isn't much to do here, though...unless you want to watch ESPN or some soaps." He would fluff up his pillows, maybe even toss Junpei one, if he hadn't been sore and practically paralyzed all over.

He attempts to subtly smile in his direction, but he's well aware that Junpei obviously visited to talk to him. It's simply a bit stunning, that's all.

"But I doubt that's what you came here for...how've you been? How's Quark been doin'? Little guy was pretty worried last time I saw him."

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((Hahahaha, FUCK YOU SIROU))

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 Your boyfriend

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Are you sure about that.

I mean, you did think a 2 was a Z. We can't trust your perception at this point.