voulatile.
there’s an instant connection between the two that shared a common fate. the stray pawed at his calloused hands before he brought it back down to allow it to curl up against his chest. completely enamored by the animal as he held close, nicolas showed a side rarely seen by people. he smiled, not as a result of violence or some sadistic tendencies—but of warmth and comfort. for once in a long time, nicolas felt at ease—felt human.
gentle was his touch in regards to the kitten, providing enough scratches and pets to result an elongated purr. he loved it. it takes him awhile before he remembered what (or rather who) he was sitting on. the smug grin making its way back onto his face as all he offered in response to worick was a wave of the kitten’s paw in his face.
there was something despairing about seeing his partner smile. nic was all sharp edges and hard lines, a man who’s only purpose of being alive was for him: his master. to see him soften was both a comfort as it was disgusting to him. it didn’t matter if nic was happy or not, it never did. they were bound to die and they all should but for now that wasn’t the point. he’d rather just continue on, he was after all a jack of all trades who could easily disengage himself from this troublesome situation. still sulking and the pout even more pronounced ( as if he was still a child ), he tried to twist himself to properly reach out to touch the kitten’s paw. failing to do so he opted to convey petty thoughts with his hands instead. though his movement couldn’t relay his feelings it was the mirth in the one that could be seen was his give away.
[ i’ll tell nina that you’ve been skipping out on meds. ]
lies and truths, they mingled so well with each other and for some reason even now he can’t tell if he would. but leverage is everything between these two. it was funny how someone so small had a great amount of power against nic but perhaps it was because his partner proved to be more human than he could ever be.
