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The last few days were an unreal nightmare. Thaddeus can’t remember most of it, but he remembers the fevers and the sweats. He remembers some of the hallucinations. At one point, he believed he was drowning and he had scared poor Kai to death. Thaddeus couldn’t sleep for almost the entire week, and when he finally passed out, he slept for nearly two days--just long enough to ride out the rest of the symptoms. Thank fucking goodness.

However, he’s awake now, and piecing together his incoherent memories with a coherent mind has been nothing but unpleasant.

He can’t remember the last time he’s been this sober.

Naturally, his first thought is to get something to drink to remedy this discomfort, but...That’s right, Kai disposed of all of his alcohol. A century’s’ worth of aged liquor, all perfectly organized down to the ingredients used, gone. Every secret hiding place Thaddeus had kept has been exploited behind his back. All of his personal space, his privacy--that doesn’t exist now. Thaddeus has already been angry about it, but now he just feels disgusted and violated. Kai insisted that this would be for the best. Thaddeus cannot even begin to fathom that type of reasoning.

But...Kai did say that he would let Thaddeus have his alcohol back once he made it through the week. It’s been a week and almost two days. His impulse says to hold Kai accountable and take back what’s his; his stomach churns in protest as his heart dips down at the thought.

Kai doesn’t deserve that. Even at his very worst, lowest points, Kai has stuck around. Kai took care of him. The thought of letting the impulses take over now is not worth the “reward.” In a weird way, Thaddeus doesn’t want to drink if it makes Kai feel less important. On the other hand, how long can Thaddeus maintain control? It would be easy enough to go to the liquor store himself, but his body may not forgive him. He hasn’t even been sober for one day. It’s sickening. Thaddeus isn’t sure if he has the gall to go through this again so soon. Is it really worth it if it will hurt Kai? Thaddeus can’t get that image out of his head. He can’t forget the way Kai looked at him...

Slowly, Thaddeus gets up out of bed. Outside, it’s just past dusk. It’s likely that Kai is still at work, which means Thaddeus has time to make dinner. Something simple, but hopefully it’s enough to show Kai that...there’s no hard feelings.

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Hibird thought he could just flap around the islands and visit each one in a single day, but Solitude was bigger than he thought, and his bird form was still just a small canary. So really, he had managed a loop around Haku Island before looking at the strait between it and Ikaika and had promptly decided that he would have better luck taking a ferry across to the next island.

And that was why, five minutes later, he was lazily nestled in somebody’s hair - not Hibari’s, but it was good enough - quietly chirping his usual song.

⧼ “Midori tanabiku.....~” ⧽

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♦ : Slow dancing ( iuvenais )

Between all the travelling, moving around, and generally being busy with life and stuff, both Thaddeus and Kai found it easy to get into a routine of doing nothing. They would still cuddle and have sex here and there but as interesting and fun as that could be, it was beginning to feel like more of the same. Going through the motions. Literally too, but yeah.

And if time together taught Thaddeus anything (and a few uneventful anniversaries came and went too. ugh.) it was that they were both two fickle, technically-immortals who couldn’t handle too much of the same without going stir-crazy.

So, shake it up a bit, of course. Like that time. Nothing too crazy, and nothing that needs a whole lot of planning, either. Thaddeus doesn’t need that. No, all he needs is a good, old fashioned record player. Well, he technically has three, but two are so archaic beyond anything modern restoration can do for them. The diamond needle mysteriously went missing from one of them.

But one player works, and luckily, so do the vinyls containing recordings of romantic orchestrated pieces; waltzes, songs that might play at weddings or junior proms. Funerals too if you’re feeling swanky.

Everything else is presented to perfection. Candlelight and soft music turning on the record in the background, and while Thaddeus didn’t dress up Gatsby for this, he did put a comb through his hair to at least make it look like he wasn’t lounging all day (which he wasn’t, obviously.) For fun, he made neopolitan macaroons for Kai and he got the good champagne out.

All he needs now is Kai.

And he can barely contain his excitement when he does see Kai come in through the living room, bounding over to him much like an excited child or a dog, as he takes Kai’s hands into his.