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@turianspeedjunkie
Feeling every possible level of awkward and fucking wrong, Mav was doing his damnedest to "run into" Seamus' daughter Isabella. As his cover Linnaeus of course, timid and not all that much older than her, it still... How did you even talk to teenagers?
@crassussativum
Dius kept tags on Isabella that evening. Watched her lounge around the kitchen with her mother for a couple of hours before she headed upstairs. Darting around the garden like a shadow. He watched Seamus make supper, and then sit in front of the TV until it was time to go to bed. Completely normal people stuff. And as he stood there, watching Isabella move about her bedroom through the light coming through the rolled down blinds, it hit him how very non normal his own life was. He'd never had any of this. Was this what Mav pictured when he spoke about dreams for a family? Well... It would never happen for Dius anyway. A mate just wasn't for him. He would never dream to be that lucky.
Dius found himself a good perch, halfway up a tree, where the leaves and branches would hide him, but he still had some view into Isabella's room. He brought up his tool, turning off the lights on the thing and texted Mav.
[text] They're all home. Things are calm for now. But you never know. So I'm spending the night outside their house.
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Siska had bought down all the blankets and pillows he could find. He wanted Cato to be able to build a proper nest, it had seemed important to the boy. So he put them all on the bed and went into the shower. Only stopping long enough to pull Cato into his arms on the way there, and give him a long kiss. He couldn't get those tones out of his head and Siska did a deep dive among his memories as he stood in the shower, cleaning off today's mishap.
He found it in a box he'd stashed away, labeled private, secret, dreams. The first time he told Dius he loved him.
Siska came out of the shower a few minutes later, got into the soft clothes Cato had put out for him. Face deep in thought, he padded on soft feet out to see what the boy had built.
......
Siska had more blankets and pillows than Cato would have thought and at some point, he promised himself, he'd go see what other neat things were in the attic. But not now. Now, he was busy arranging said pillows and blankets.
He fluffed the pillows to make them softer and made sure that only the softest blankets were near the center of the nest where they would lay. Cato purred to himself as he worked, making everything perfect and comfortable and just right. He'd never made a nest to share before, not in the same context. He'd made them with friends and family, little places to curl up and nap or just snuggle and talk.
This nest was different though. It was to show Siska that he loved him.
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Back at the apartment, Mav kicked his shoes off and shed the sweater he'd pulled on. "You want a drink?"
@turianspeedjunkie
Outside, in the safety of Siska's enclosure, Cato had found the perfect spot to sunbathe. It was on that rock where he and Siska had watched the sunrise, and at midday, even at this depth the rock itself was sun warmed. Cato purred to himself and watched fish swim by overhead.
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Dius took that shower, taking the time to enjoy it and get really clean. Feeling the remnants of the hangover it was really nice. And they could take the time today, there wasn't anything to rush towards, and letting it take couple of days until they met with Seamus again, effectively continuing their investigation, was the smart thing to do. Dius got out of the shower and after getting dressed, he booted up a datapad to keep reading through all the files they'd uncovered the other day. Just in case there was some other clue in there. And as he read, he started preparing breakfast. Even though it was probably more like lunchtime right now.
When he woke, Mav had no idea how long he'd been asleep. Or where his clothes had gone because he'd gone to sleep dressed- Oh. Oh, never-mind, he remembered now. Holy fucking Spirits. Him and Dius, the floor and sucking him and-
And subspace. Dius had put him in subspace. Mav stared at the ceiling for a little while and tried to process that. The last person had been Eryian. Mav didn't necessarily want to process that right now. He hoisted himself out of the bed on wobbly limbs and headed to shower.
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Walking through town at dusk meant putting on his role again. Linnaeus and Rogal out on their evening stroll, hand in hand, like every night. Appearances to be kept and so on. Never mind that Mav kind of liked holding Dius' hand, he kept that to himself. Or as much to himself as his lightly fluttering mandibles allowed him to.
@turianspeedjunkie “Huh?” Dius looked up, towards the bathroom door. “Yeah euhm… Sure. Whatever.” Shit. He had to snap out of this. Dius shook his head and threw the t-shirt onto the jeans. It wouldn’t matter, it didn’t matter. It wasn’t a big deal. No one cared what Mav was wearing… And still he couldn’t quite shake the uncomfortable thing that sat at the top of his spine.
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Mav rinsed himself of soap and then stepped out of the shower. He grabbed the towel and wrapped it around his waist after he dried off his fringe. Then he meandered out of the bathroom to see Dius standing by the bed. An old t-shirt and an even older pair of jeans next to it. "That works," He hummed, letting the towel fall so he could dress, flicking a grin over his shoulder at Dius. "I left you some hot water. I think anyway."
