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Date: 2020-11-05 03:31 pm (UTC)
ketterdamn: (triumph)
From: [personal profile] ketterdamn
[ She kisses the back of his hand and while it startles him, just a bit, the gesture is a welcome one. It doesn't make him feel uncomfortable or panicked like so much new physical contact can. Maybe it's because he's gotten used to most contact on his hands. Or maybe it's Inej.

It could also just be his mind cooperating for a brief few moments. Either way, he's glad. ]


Your apartment is nice.

[ What a hassle to get another one. It's not like he'll die if he doesn't have an office. ]

Finally found a place you like? [ She'd mentioned it before, while he was visiting. They'd gone to a few different cafes, looking for good coffee. One of those places had been pretty decent, though it hadn't been proclaimed as "very good" by either of them. Seems she might've found a place finally. ]

Date: 2020-11-06 02:29 am (UTC)
ketterdamn: (Default)
From: [personal profile] ketterdamn
[ Romantic, huh? He'd never put much stock into romance. Or even seriously looking for someone to spend his life with. After all, he had so many problems with touch. He had not only doubted ever finding someone who would understand but—the mere thought of even letting someone he liked touch him had been too revolting.

And yet, here he is. ]


What kind of light would count?

[ He asks, trying for nonchalant. Whether it comes across, he isn't sure. Or maybe it's undermined by him curling his fingers over hers, thumb running over her knuckles. ]

Date: 2020-11-06 11:39 pm (UTC)
ketterdamn: (think about it)
From: [personal profile] ketterdamn
[ He wants to see that pier, he thinks. At the time she says is the best, because she hasn't steered him wrong yet. Maybe he'll visit again, for a little longer. Or maybe he really will just see about something semi-permanent. The thought fills him with both anxiety and interest.

So he tries not to think about it too much while Inej is on break for the holidays. Not an easy thing for him to do, exactly, but he does try to enjoy as much time with her as possible. In the present.

The holidays blur by, full of plenty of snow and gifts and more decorating than he's ever personally done before. Quite honestly, he hesitates to take any of it down before she goes. He'd never put much stake in celebrating the holiday with decor but this year had certainly changed his mind.

Right on the heels of the holiday is his birthday, which thankfully doesn't involve multiple big tops or the entirety of Kerch being invited. Instead, he spends most of it catching up on reading a book he'd meaning to get to and cuddling on the couch with Inej. They have a quiet dinner at a new place they both wanted to try. The day after, he's gently bullied into having Jesper and the others come over for a movie at the very least—it ends up being two movies and drunken game of cards that leaves Nina breathless with laughter in Matthias' lap.

He enjoys it more than he wants to admit.

A few days later Inej packs and flies back to Ravka. He's made peace that he won't see her for a bit. Or he thinks so, anyway. The reality is this: going to be bed that night, without her there, is almost painfully lonely. He tries to convince himself that it's a temporary thing.

Three days later, he's looked up how to transport Lizabeta. And after an incredibly slow feeling two weeks, he ends up at Inej's apartment door with bird in tow. Anika had called him stupid for even asking if she thought Inej would be upset at him for showing up unannounced. Her intuitions with people were also usually right, so he hadn't argued and bought his ticket.

Still, nerves have crawled up into his throat like they usually did. He knocks clearly, despite how hesitant he feels. Maybe he should have sent a message? A heads up? Maybe he's missed her completely. Maybe this was a dumb idea after all. ]

Date: 2020-11-07 01:27 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] ketterdamn
[ As it turns out, he doesn't have to wait long to confirm that she's home. He can hear muffled steps as she gets closer to the door and when she opens it, he feels like his heart leaps into his throat. In a good way. Her hair is a mess and it's clear she's been cleaning: there's a bit of dust on her cheek. Her tank top and shorts aren't exactly ratty, but he knows she only wears them when she's mopping or scrubbing.

She's positively radiant. Fuck, he missed her so much.

It's enough to overwhelm any hint of reactive disgust when she throws her arms around his neck to give him a kiss. One he's more than happy to return, the anxiety he'd been holding onto the entire way starting to bleed out of his shoulders. He circles his arms around her middle, pulling her close and actually grinning down at her. ]


You would've guessed it otherwise.

[ Inej, after all, is very difficult to fool. ]

Date: 2020-11-07 07:19 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] ketterdamn
You're beautiful.

[ He says it, bordering on hesitant—not because he doesn't believe it, since he certainly does— but she's been told that by awful people. Complete strangers who only valued her for her looks. It might not sit very well.

But he also feels she is beautiful, inside and out. He wouldn't have flown the hundreds of miles to be here otherwise; she means that much. Which was honestly a startling realization, even if he knew he missed her. He gives her an affectionate squeeze around the middle, not letting go just yet, enjoying the bit of flush from her kiss and how she's still holding onto him. ]


Work said they didn't want to see me in Kerch for at least three months. Couldn't let Jes have Lizabeta for that long.

[ Besides, she kept his anxiety down on the plane, despite how drowsy she had been. Maybe seeing the sleeping bird had subconsciously lowered the nerves. ]

Date: 2020-11-07 10:57 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] ketterdamn
[ She runs her thumbs over his cheeks and he tilts his head towards one of her palms, eyes shutting briefly at the warmth. He'd been hesitant the first few times she'd done this but he's adjusted. Mostly. There's still a vague discomfort under his skin but he finds he can ignore it more easily. ]

Yes. If that's too much, I can find a hotel.

[ The kiss to the corner of his mouth is reassuring but the nerves are starting to show. So much he should've planned and asked before coming here. Anika and Jes and even Nina had reassured him it would be fine and that he was over thinking it.

But what if he wasn't? ]


As long as my work is turned in, they don't care. The higher ups have been considering courting a firm over here to partner with, sounds like.

[ He'll be a test run on how the timezones affect everything. Even without that though, his boss had been enormously enthusiastic. Moreso than he thought he'd be.

Somehow, he has a feeling Anika must've said something. ]

Date: 2020-11-08 01:46 am (UTC)
ketterdamn: (lighting)
From: [personal profile] ketterdamn
[ He lets himself be pulled into the apartment, getting out the doorway so she can get Lizabeta in. The little bird's cage is placed on the kitchen table, door open so she can stretch out. Well, whenever she's awake again. It's been a very long day for her so far. She rouses very briefly, small eye cracking open before it drifts shut and she tries to bury her face more in her wing.

He tucks his luggage off to the side for now. Before reaching over to tug Inej into another hug. ]


Can't say I'd want another spill. [ What a disaster that would be. ]

Hi. [ He tilts his head, pressing his cheek to her hair. ] ...I missed you.

Date: 2020-11-08 03:38 am (UTC)
ketterdamn: (triumph)
From: [personal profile] ketterdamn
Felt longer.

[ Time had seriously dragged by. Not only from the fretting about getting everything squared away but also– he'd spent so much of it keenly missing her presence. He doesn't know why he thought it would be easier than it had been the first time. Because it seriously hadn't been. If anything, it had been worse.

So he's eagerly soaking up her touches now, the jumble of anxiety he'd been holding onto really starting to dissipate. ]


We can go for groceries, when you want. I brought what was left for Lizabeta, just in case. [ If they'd gotten stuck at the airport or something, that would not have gone over well for the little bird.

Who is steadfastly ignoring all of this to sleep, still.

Tilting his head down, he presses a careful kiss to her hairline, the gladness of being here starting to truly settle in. ]


I should probably let you finish what you were doing.

Date: 2020-11-08 01:14 pm (UTC)
ketterdamn: (lain)
From: [personal profile] ketterdamn
[ He's still getting used to the casual affection. It's not just the vague, squirming discomfort from the occasional skin to skin contact that startles him. No, it's just that he's gone so long without anything like it. Even the hugs—he'd forgone them for years, always too worried it would make him ill.

But he can't say he really minds the change. The kiss she brushes onto his cheek is...warming. ]


Alright. [ No argument here, because he does feel wrung out. Not only from a night spent tossing and turning but from an entire day gone to going through the airport. And then anxiously staying awake on the plane itself.

Washing away the weird and stale plane stickiness sounds immensely appealing. As does the imminent nap after. Maybe he'll get some actual rest with Inej being nearby.

He does lean in for one more soft kiss before he lets her go to head off towards the bathroom. Showering is a quick and spaced out affair, the hot water doing wonders on the stiffness in his shoulders. Soon enough, he's dried off, changed, and crashed out on her bed, extremely ready to embrace sleep for once.

At some point, he thinks he hears her rinse off as well, but he's too tired to keep track. ]

Date: 2020-11-08 07:25 pm (UTC)
ketterdamn: (rare)
From: [personal profile] ketterdamn
[ Consciousness completely blacked out, he doesn't come to until he feels the bed dip with added weight. It's a familiar shift and he knows it's Inej. She's taken a shower and has carried the smell of her shampoo with her into the room. The pull of sleep isn't strong enough to ignore her light touch though, and he sighs, carefully turning so he can face her.

Dimming sunlight is streaming in through the gaps on either side of her curtains, partially illuminating her face. It's catching right near her eyes, making the color of them go from a warm brown to golden. Radiant. In the complete opposite, he's certain he looks a mess. He'd laid down with damp hair and with the heaviness of sleep, he can feel the imprint of a pillow crease on his cheek. ]


You could come closer. [ His voice is tougher than usual, coming out of sleep. Gentle though, as it normally is with her. ]

Date: 2020-11-08 10:03 pm (UTC)
ketterdamn: (think about it)
From: [personal profile] ketterdamn
[ There's another sigh, this one slow as she pushes her fingers through his hair. It feels incredibly good. Comforting, even. ]

Never been lost in my life.

[ His eye for detail and good memory usually meant he was fine with directions. Still, she has a good point: learning Ravkan certainly wouldn't be a bad thing. Especially if he's looking at staying for a longer period of time. If the three months really works out with work and otherwise, he could be committing to an even longer period. Inej's entire run of school, maybe.

Speaking of Inej, he moves to curl his arms around her middle, head pillowed on her lap. Another shift a moment later and he settles one hand on her thigh, finally settling. ]


Missed this. [ Two weeks and he's been an actual mess. ]

Date: 2020-11-08 11:43 pm (UTC)
ketterdamn: (lighting)
From: [personal profile] ketterdamn
Never.

[ Well, maybe a few times? None of those moments particularly stick out in his mind though.

He has been lost, however, on a more metaphorical sense. Losing his dad and Jordie basically back to back had not been easy. If Tomassen hadn't stepped in to take his case, he's not sure where he would've ended up. ]


Easier to sleep with you around. [ Which had surprised him entirely. He's always liked his space. Even before everything with Jordie, he hadn't been an overly touchy child.

But after he'd spent that week and some change sharing her bed here, that had certainly shifted. It'd been difficult to readjust. Her staying for as long as she did over the holiday had only made it worse.

Or better? He isn't sure.

Because as soon as she'd left, he'd spent that night tossing and turning. Eventually he ended up in the middle of the bed as a way to trick himself—he couldn't feel the absence of weight on the other side nearly as well. He'd also gone back to his usual sleeping pattern. Which meant a lot of going to bed late or waking up at odd hours and staring at his clock. ]


Think your parents will mind? [ Jardani perhaps not. Her mother, Asena, though. She might lay some judgment at his feet. Normally he would fret about it but he's currently fighting the pull of sleep too much to give it thought. ]

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