#oncearussianasp

[oncearussianasp]

      “—…ты занят?” The query is said through a breath as half of the Englishman wished for a confirmation with direness equal to that of the other half hoping for a denial. The hopeful half had Nova stepping into the room; the wishful thinking is what made the step heavy.

[xtheblackasp]

       " -- слишком занят для вас...? Never." The smile remained in place, genuinely easy and unchanged, but the warmth of his tone ( and maybe, his eyes ) provided the real confirmation; Nova's interruption was far from unwelcome. Laying the book aside, Nathan tipped his head -- an invitation -- and leaned back into one corner of the couch, attention focused solely on the other man now.

                     "Missed me --?"

[xtheblackasp]

"Dorogoy?"

      “— Я здесь." He doesn’t look up from his book ( not immediately anyway ), but the uptick at one corner of his mouth belays his casualness. Thumbing the fine edge of a page, he glances up through his lashes and lenses, finds Nova unerringly, and his smile widens a fraction. 

[strayskin-blog]

This is the eighth time he's knocked, with no answer, but subtle sounds from the inside of the apartment betray its occupant.

"--Nova, open the door, please? I'm alone, I swear."

[xtheblackasp]

Between The Lines | (Nathan & Nova)

     He didn't do more than flick a glance upward through his lashes but his lips curled upward at one corner, a subtle answer to Nova's grin; he lifted the glass to take a sip, his gaze trained on Nova over the rim as he savored the blooming bittersmooth warmth burning its way down the back of his throat. 

     His fingertips did not still against the side of the glass, but the rhythm was altered if no less precisely executed.

-- .. -. . / -- .. -. . / -- .. -. . 

[xtheblackasp]

    { There is literally no way             in which I do not love you;       there is not a breath in my lungs             that I would not surrender to you;       Your name has been the prayer on my lips             forever before and ever after,                   between me and the dark.

      Tell no one, tell everyone—             that you are the best spot                   to slip a knife between my ribs. }    

[xtheblackasp]

Nathan: "That should buy us some time. We've got ten minutes before the next patrol comes through and—то, что ты смотришь так пристально, любовь моя?

Nova: "Not a thing, Nathaniel. Nothin' a'tall."