milky's bullshit containment zone

[weaseled]

Who ⚔ Yael & assorted nerds
What ⚔ A dungeon run and other things
When ⚔ After the party
Where ⚔ Errywhere
Content Warnings ⚔ Men with their tits out? Alcohol??? No correlation there surprisingly. nsfw i'm sorry mom

Comments

[fluorite]

[ It's a kiss so warm that Fai has his fingers entangled in Yael's hair before he even realizes it, only fully becoming aware of that fact when they pull apart. ]

Would you really?

[ The weight behind those words is unmistakable, and yet it's present in Fai's too. ]

[weaseled]

I would.

[No sense in hiding how he feels and who he is. Fai knows better by now anyhow.]

"As long as you don't regret following your gut," was it? That's what I can't stand. Don't act like you're some sort of cursed bastard who's going to drag me down to hell if I get serious with you.

[fluorite]

[ He laughs, but it's self-deprecating. His heart is beating a mile a minute, his hands shaking slightly as he folds them in his lap in the hopes Yael won't notice. ]

But what if I am?

[weaseled]

Full of shit is what you are.

[So he says, but his tone isn't as chiding as his words. Settling back against the ruined walls, Yael keeps Fai balanced in his hold, half settled in his lap. He notices those hands shaking in his lap. How could he not?]

Relax. I know you're scared.

[fluorite]

[ He sighs, leaning against Yael in an attempt to relax, even thought his shoulders are tense. ]

My last relationship wasn't great. And I've never started one like this before, so...

[ A lot of people dabble in online dating, sure, but this is a whole other level. ]

[weaseled]

[He squeezes Fai's shoulders, pulling him a little more tightly against his frame. Starting a relationship... Yael would hesitate to say they have, but they have, haven't they? He draws in a long, steadying breath of his own.]

Tell me about it. Might as well make it a fair trade.

[fluorite]

[ He lets out a sigh, momentarily closing his eyes. ]

He said he couldn't deal with all of my problems, that he needed someone who didn't have a lot of baggage.

[ There's more—after all, there is always more—but that's the gist of it anyway. ]

[weaseled]

Is that so? Fair enough.

[But he doesn't want Fai to hear that and misunderstand, so Yael raises a hand to idly comb through his hair, continuing his thought.]

But everyone's got baggage. Everyone's got issues. It's for the better that he figured out he couldn't handle yours, but he's going to run into the same problem until he grows up a little.

Regardless... sorry.

[Breakups are never easy, never pleasant.]

[fluorite]

[ Fai smiles, just a little bit. ]

It's fine. I do have a lot of baggage, so it isn't as if he was wrong in the first place.

[weaseled]

It is what it is. At the end of the day, that man freed you from wasting any more time on him.

[Toying with the soft ends of Fai's hair, Yael looks up to the sky.]

I have my fair share of baggage too. Nothing I can't handle with room to spare.

[He doesn't know if he can call that they've got a proper relationship just yet, but he... well, he'd like to try. He'd like to get there. Supposing Fai does too, why shouldn't they try?]

[fluorite]

I hope you have an entire extra room.

[ He sits back just enough so that he can look at Yael and give him a proper smile. ]

You're pretty sweet when you want to be.

[weaseled]

I might. When are you moving in?

[Yael ruffles Fai's hair until it clings to his palm. Suffer!]

I'm just stating facts. No need to get all mushy on me.

[fluorite]

Ow!

[ It doesn't really hurt, but he's going to be dramatic about it and smack at Yael's shoulder. ]

Don't joke about moving in.

[ This all started with jokes and emails, after all. ]

[weaseled]

You're fine. Quit whining.

[Snickering, Yael gives Fai something to really bitch about, leaning down to nibble on his cheek.]

You really think I'm the kind of guy to joke around? Don't start shaking now.

[fluorite]

[ He smacks Yael's shoulder again, but at least he's laughing. So much for dramatics. ]

You live on a military base, right? Could I even visit you at all?

[ Fai's never been on one before and he feels like the security will be pretty tight... ]

[weaseled]

Only if I bring you in with me. You'd have to be serious about visiting.

[He won't bring just anyone with him on base.]

[fluorite]

[ Ugh, that's intimidating. Will they make him go through a whole background check? How does this stuff even work? ]

Maybe meeting at a cafe is easier... can you get around?

[weaseled]

[Who knows? Perhaps Fai will find out for himself some day. Yael nods.]

Of course. I can't play sports like I used to, but I'm not incapable of getting around town just because my leg's broken.

[fluorite]

[ He idly reaches down and squeezes one of his knees. A thoughtful look passes over his his face, and he stays silent for a while. ]

…I’ll probably have to ride you, but we’ll make it work.

1/2

[weaseled]

[weaseled]

That's a pretty big leap from the topic at hand, buddy, but I can fuck you just fine with one functional leg. You don't need to lose sleep worrying about it.

[fluorite]

[ He laughs. ]

That’s a lot of confidence. Are you that sure?

[ Fai raises an eyebrow. This conversation might go into dangerous territory, though, so he shifts gears yet again. ]

I’m glad you’re able to get around, though.

[weaseled]

[Good boy, Fai. Spare yourself a dicking you might not be emotionally equipped to handle.]

What, were you imagining me as someone bound to my room unable to take care of myself? You wound me.

[fluorite]

[ He's doing exactly that, thanks. But... he's going to reach out and pinch Yael's cheek. ]

You should pretend to be. Maybe I'll bring you food.

[weaseled]

[As Fai's fingers retreat, Yael playfully snaps his teeth at them. Clack clack.]

What? In exchange for the sex? You'd make a good wife.