Sunday, October 25th, 2020, Mercy’s Home
Mid-Afternoon, Mercy’s Bed
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To call Sun Rei soft would be quite the misjudgment. Some would say that just one look from someone who is so unbelievably fraught with distaste for most activities, objects, and most of her fellow countrymen would leave you feel just a little bit poisoned inside. Despite that venom, there were some who seemed immune to it, or at least, they’d learned to handle it after some time. One such creature, Mercy, she had grown more attached to than most others. As far as origin stories go, the one between the two of them was also a part of Rei’s overall drive to fight the way she did. She’d always been a good fighter but Mercy had taught her to be extraordinary and part of her felt that she’d owed her life to him for that. Or at least, a significant part of it. As a result, she’d first started harassing him on the regularly. While it had started out as a yearning for more lessons, she slowly began to genuinely enjoy being around him and even after training, would drag him to Hotsprings to make sure that they could both relax ( as well as, asking endless questions about his scars until he gave up answers. true or not, she didn’t care. she loved a good story )
That student/teacher relationship turned into one even deeper and now, Rei had a key to his home. She’d stop by usually once a day to see him. Sometimes more often depending on what shit show she’d gotten herself into and needed advice about that week. On this particular occasion, there wasn’t any shit show. She’d simply ran her ragged trying to develop new dance routines for the Olympus Strip, making sure her dancers were fed, and keep her emotions in check. The culmination of all these efforts left her exhausted and so she’d taken to his bed to nap. Sometimes it was easier to sleep when you could just change into a robe without anyone waiting on you hand and foot, running after you to pick up your clothes or find out what tea you wanted when you woke up.
She’d bundled up under his sheets forming herself into a little fox’s cocoon to stay warm and it hadn’t taken long to fall asleep but when she’d awoken, Mercy was there. She wasn’t sure why had been so surprised to see him in his own home but she had immediately welcomed him into the bed that was his and beckoned him to lay his head in her lap where she now lay petting his hair. She’d had a lot to think about that day and she knew that, even though, plenty would love to listen, he wouldn’t speak unless he felt it necessary. ❝ I may not be so good at personal relationships, but I excel at providing. Even in a time of crisis like this, my dancers are fed and my club is still open…yet, I still feel like there’s something I’m lacking… ❞
She mused aloud as her fingers brushed across his silver hair and she whispered softly leaning forward so her face was close to his. There was a soft pout on her lips as she spoke next, ❝ How will I ever know that I’m truly good enough? What did you see in me that made you think I could be? ❞ There were very few people who she would reveal her vulnerabilities to but since Mercy had been the very one to rid her of some of those vulnerabilities, she couldn’t help but open her heart to him.
it had been ... difficult, frankly, to admit that mercy had grown close to someone. someone who was merely meant to be a student, somewhat forgotten once lessons were over, and he’d taught her all he needed to teach. they say, though, that one never stops learning and one never stops having a reason to teach. from the outside looking in, one could argue that wren adler had finally gone soft. that he’d welcomed too many people into his life over the years that took those jagged edges and softened them, shaped them, made them a little less painful to the touch.
he’d argue that they’re wrong. that not much has changed. he’s always had the ability to love and care ; it’d just been buried so deep and reserved for such a select few that it was difficult to find. well, at least, that had been the assumption. assumptions do not always breed truth, however, and that’s where rei comes in. once a student, now a friend, now someone mercy has found himself putting almost if not all, of his trust in to. FUNNY.
bestowing upon her a spare key to his home only made sense. among those who shared the privilege were hilo and ara — and, just the same with them, it hadn’t taken much thought. if not because he wanted them to feel welcome, then because he was bound to drop dead from sleep deprivation one day, and one of them would have to pop in to check on him. eventually.
this is all to say one thing : when he’d come home that afternoon, he was nowhere near surprised to see rei asleep in his bed. he’d done his best to remain quiet, slipping his boots off by the door, but efforts proved fruitile and she was awake before he knew it. he planned to settle easily on the edge of the bed, though such a position simply would not do, and mercy found himself ... well, at her mercy, with his head resting in her lap. heavy-lidded eyes adjusted to focus on her face, with his hands folded across his stomach as he listened to her qualms. “ mm, ” a dignified response from a very dignified man indeed, his eyes drifting from hers to focus on the ceiling above. “ it wasn’t so much what i saw, as it was you wouldn’t leave me alone until i agreed. ”
“ my darling — ” his eyes found hers again as she moved closer, a stern yet thoughtful look upon otherwise stoic features. “ you are doing all that you can. which, quite frankly, is more than enough. i’m afraid this circumstance may not be a matter of being good enough, but one that simply requires your efforts. there is only so much you can do. ” with her so close, he took the opportunity to press a quick kiss upon the tip of her nose. a moment later, he found himself shifting to sit up and rest his back against the headboard. “ come here. there’s more you’ve got to say, i’m sure. ” his arms opened though the invitation was short, and it’d be wise to act fast.
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