Nerle Knows

Hi, hi! I called Zeven and this is Nerle, my toy doll. I can do...what do the teacher-things keep calling it?...psycho bomb?....oh! Psionic blast. That is it! Sometimes we hit me, but Nerle says that is okay.

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rainyintrbl:

“You’re supposed to get people flowers and chocolates.”

“That is boring. We want to get everyone something special.”

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“We should get people presents for Heart Day. What do people want...?”

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will-tuan:

“They’ll love it! We’ll be one big happy family.” He smiled happily before coughing violently.

“Yes!” He giggled then jumped up. “We will get Will-husband some water!” Quickly, he ran off to get a glass.

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will-tuan:

“They’ll love it! We’ll be one big happy family.” He smiled happily before coughing violently.

“Yes!” He giggled then jumped up. “We will get Will-husband some water!” Quickly, he ran off to get a glass.

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will-tuan:

“I wanna stay with you forever too, oppa. Forever and ever. Even when we’re really old like the ahjussi and ahjumas. We’ll have wheelchair races and have people feed us.” He giggled.

Zeven’s eyes shone at the idea of growing old together. He wasn’t sure what ‘ahjussi’ or ‘ahjuma’ meant, but could guess. “Sallon-hyung and Nerle can come too!”

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will-tuan:

Will blushed and his his face in Zeven’s shoulder, trying to not make a gleeful sound. He hadn’t expected Zeven to answer like that.

“We want to stay with Will-husband forever. We will always come find you no matter what.”

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will-tuan:

“Would you love me enough to come find me if a dentist stole me and put me in a tank like Nemo?” He asked, looking up at Zeven with his eyes.

Zeven nodded quickly. “We would go find Will-husband anywhere!” And kill the people responsible for kidnapping him.

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will-tuan:

Happily, Will cuddled back into Zeven’s side. “I’ll always love you. No matter how sick you may be.”

The older man giggled, holding onto Will. “We will love you too.” Cuddling Will, he shifted closer.

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will-tuan:

“No hide.” Will insisted, sitting up a little more and pushing Zeven’s hair out of his face. “Well I love you either way. My oppa.” He smiled, kissing the mans cheek.

Zeven blushed, turning to face Will. Smiling, he returned the kiss. “We love Will-husband too. Sometimes...well, we get scared that people will not like us if because of the sick.”

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will-tuan:

Will sat up a bit, looking carefully at the man. His eyes danced over Zeven’s face, looking for something that may indicate sickness. “But you don’t look sick.”

Zeven looked away, trying to hide behind his black bangs. “It is a head sick,” he explained, “people cannot see it like a cold because all the sick is in my brain.”

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will-tuan:

“Sallon-Hyung always makes me take icky medicines that make me feel worse. Are you sick, Zevvy? Why do you gotta take medicines?”

Zeven paused, not quite sure how to answer the question. “Mother-person said we are sort of sick, but it is the sick that doesn’t go away very well. Medicine makes it better though.”

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will-tuan:

“Thank you.” He said quietly, cuddling into the man. “Do I have to take the icky medicines? I already got a shot.”

“We will have to ask Nerle,” he replied, holding Will as the movie started. “He knows more about medicine than us. He gave us some to take in the mornings and it is okay so we trust him.”

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will-tuan:

Will nodded meekly, smiling shyly as this thumb made its way to his mouth. “Cuddles too?” He asked around the digit.

Zeven nodded eagerly as he grabbed a large blanket from the bedroom. He draped it over the two of them then curled against Will. “See? Cuddles.”

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will-tuan:

Will nodded and let himself into the apartment. He took off his shoes before lying down on the couch.

Zeven moved away from Will to browse through the house’s DVD collection. After a few moments, he found Nemo and popped it into the television, turning the TV on. “Blanket?”

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will-tuan:

Carefully, Will climbed the steps, holding tightly to the railing. “Will Nerle be mad that I’m here and sick?”

“We do not think so. He does not get mad when we are sick. You are our husband so that means family.”

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will-tuan:

“Almost there.” He repeated, nodding slowly. He laced his fingers through Zeven’s, hoping his husband didn’t mind the sweatiness like Sallon did.

Zeven squeezed Will’s hand a bit, leading him toward the door of the bakery. Shifting, he held the door open and stepped inside. “Really close now, Will-husband.”

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will-tuan:

“I don’t want food, oppa.” He held his belly with one hand, feeling like he could throw up just at the mention of food. The longer they walked, the more he leaned on the older for support.

Zeven nodded, shifting so he support Will better without falling over. “No food then. We can eat another time.” It wasn’t too far to his home and he took Will’s hand in his own. “We are almost there.”