somekindofspaceuncle | Open to anyone who wants to see Hiroki/ 'Kashi / not quite Shiro whatever, and to any who helped him

His search for a way home brought him nothing at first, for hours, for days, but then, he desperately called out to the Black Lion. And whether his a bit weak Quintessence right now, his very frayed spirit, was heard or not, he knows this: he's found a way home, if just for a few moments.

And then he's back. He looks shaken, but differently than just days prior. He knows things now.

And he looks around, making sure he's in Nexus. He is. Possibly near a library, possibly near a hotel, or a bar, or a restaurant.

He bites his lip and plays with his hair with white tufts and with black, still there, and rubs at his eyes, as if to make sure everything's still there and his own, not lost to him. He is...

Well, he is, is here, let's leave it at that. He laughs a little, mirthlessly, then stops upon hearing himself. No, this is... he musn't have regrets. He has no rights to those, ever. He has no right, none, not after everything's he (gave in and) done (if he struggled more, and more, more, could he have helped-- he thought he struggled as much as he could've, but how could that be true, if he still gave in, even in front of-

Katie, Lance, Keith, everyone, and whoever that new Altean girl was, and, Lotor-

So, no, he has no rights to any going back, none-

He knows that, now. He thinks so. He's here because-- he promised, a few people. Can't just go away if he has swore.

"Am I dead?" he mutters, under his breath.

(He's very much alive as far as the Nexus is concerned.)

"I'm probably dead," he adds, still under his breath.

He shakes his head, as if checking that he can still do so, with his own head. The important thing was, is, that apart from the Castle, everyone and everything was safe, for, huh, his definition of safe. He should be celebrating that right now. He should. Maybe he will, soon. It did no one any good to get caught on petty, selfish details.

Yeah.

He stretches a bit. Since he still apparently has own muscles, here, might as well use those to get less tense. Accidentally, he yawns. Just, outright.

Er.

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somekindofspaceuncle

"Vrepit sa... I mean... yeah, sure..."

Goes there.

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ziggyplayedguitar

The wierd words cause a ripple of worry that quickly passes. Ziggy doesnt slip usually but he can speak his mother's language.

Own him to the bedroom "Do you want me tk stay while you sleep?"

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somekindofspaceuncle

"If you have nothing better to do, go ahead."

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ziggyplayedguitar

"You are what's better." Ziggy grins wide waiting for an argument over that.

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somekindofspaceuncle

He's going to yield here, because, knowing this man, he won't win this argument, even if he feels it's patently false and untrue. He knows that Ziggy could find many that'd be much better for him.

"Mhm."

He smiles, despite himself. Maybe - this is the first time in this life, if this was a beginning of a new life, literally, for him... that he's felt like smiling.

It's confusing, really.

And Ziggy is confusing him, he truly is. But it's not an evil kind of confusion, no, this is a... a kind of confusion that one doesn't mind, because-

He wants more of it, he feels. And he - is trying not to fall in love. He's got to - not to love that man, somehow. He'll fight this. He has to. For him.

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ziggyplayedguitar

Ziggy could feel the confusion and he had some of his own. It was not as strong here in the bedroom. To lay with someone; either for sex or to just sleep.. that was known territory. It is comfortable territory. The emotions earlier and the way he feels faint when Hiroki smiles at him is wholly new.

....and he just doesn't want him to stop smiling at him. Ziggy distracts himself by taking off his boots which make him shorter. Probably the first time since they met that Ziggy isn't taller than Hiroki. Once the boots are off though he just stares at Hiroki.

"How undressed are you comfortable with?" He asks and realizes as soon as it is out of his mouth that it is an utterly stupid and weird question. Too late now. It's been said. Ziggy can't help but feel this would be so much easier if they were just having sex and not doing whatever this was with all the extra attachments.

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somekindofspaceuncle

Did he want an answer?

Hiroki just blushes and turns away instantly once Ziggy asks.

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ziggyplayedguitar

He did, or rather he asked it to be polite in case Hiroki didn't want him undressed. He doesn't know what to do now. The blush and the way the other man turns away creates such nervous energy, surely the other man must feel it... and that is nerve wracking and embarrassing.

"I'm going to go take my make up off." He offers as confidently as he can before heading directly to the bathroom. He does need to clean it off so he doesn't ruin the bedding but he's more hiding from his own uncertainty. Maybe Hiroki will just be in the bed when he comes out and he won't have to face anything more.

Edited Date: 2020-06-21 12:48 pm (UTC)

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somekindofspaceuncle

Hiroki is in bed. In fact, he's pretending to sleep.

Eyes closed, so for all he knows, Ziggy might be naked by now. In fact, he can pretend he is, as he's picturing him naked right now.

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ziggyplayedguitar

Ziggy isn't, in fact completely undressed. He's in a pair of small, white, silk shorts. He can tell Hiroki isn't sleeping but the feelings coming off of him freeze Ziggy in the middle of the room. It takes a couple breaths, heart pounding in his chest, or well his back as it were because of his alien biology, same thing... same feeling.

Ziggy slowly makes his way to the bed and gets in on the right side to curl up against Hiroki. His breath his short, heart pounding. He feels crazy and all he wants to do is start kissing the man beside him. He lays as still as possible afraid to move because it feels too good to be beside him.

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somekindofspaceuncle

Shiro's clone's breath hitches, he stands up and without a word, runs to the bathroom, or the toilet, there has to be one here or the other nearby.

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ziggyplayedguitar

The way he gets up abruptly startles a cry out of Ziggy who was just trying to relax himself. There is of course a bathroom off the bedroom.

Ziggy just sits up and stares, absolutely confused. He doesn't even have a chance to clear his head enough to pick up the emotions that might be attached to it.

Edited Date: 2020-06-21 01:42 pm (UTC)

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somekindofspaceuncle

Sorry, Ziggy, he didn't mean to startle you.

There's definitely a lot of desire. There's also confusion, and doubts, and self-loathing.

Edited Date: 2020-06-21 04:07 pm (UTC)

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ziggyplayedguitar

Ziggy is used to people running from him later, when he gets wild with them or they run into just how fast his sex drive burns. This is a little premature to his experience.

He's curious and tugged at by the desire. The running away just makes Ziggy want to chase him more. It doesn't make sense like a lot of his feelings.

When he steps into the bathroom he can feel the other emotions; confusion and doubts don't really seem out of place. The self hate though, that bothers him.

"Hiroki?" He asks gently and as calmly as he can with his heart pounding from being startled and his breath shallow from the moment laying next to someone he really wants. He's stopped inside the door way though because he's not sure what is going on.

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somekindofspaceuncle

If he stops, well, he might have to wait a moment.

But if he goes in, he might just find the young man there, masturbating.

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ziggyplayedguitar

Ziggy doesn't need to see at first. He can hear the breathing and knows from experience. He comes into the bathroom and his walk has changed, more seductive and inviting.

"You don't have to hide that from me." Ziggy stops eyes drifting over Hiroki and his breath turning to a pant. There is no way to hide his emotions, even tone them down. They're screaming in his head over how much he wants this man.

Nope, can't resist. Unless Hiroki plans on running away again Ziggy's going to kiss him and this one might end up with them on the floor.

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somekindofspaceuncle

"Ziggy?!"

He's... not kissing back, but he's definitely not stopping him, anyway, right now. So. They might land of the floor.

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ziggyplayedguitar

"What?" That wasn't the reaction he was expecting. It's enough to cause him to pause and stare at Hiroki. He can't imagine that he doesn't know how Ziggy feels right now. There's a clear spike of fear when he thinks maybe he misread things and he isn't wanted or unappealing now that he's not clothed.

Those are new feelings too. He'd never felt worried over his appearance this way or even thought it. He suddenly cares a great deal about whether others, or no Hiroki only, finds him attractive.

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somekindofspaceuncle

"Not now."

Unappealing? No way. 'Shiro''s, no, Hiroki's lust and many other feelings are spiking.

He takes a deep breath, then says, voice almost like a military command, if not for the fact that he's not yet able to make it utterly without a hitch.

"Not today, Ziggy. Listen. I died. Probably. I wasn't going to tell you that, ever. It's a secret, as far as I'm concerned, and don't you dare tell anyone. But you're forcing me to tell you. I suppose."

He extracts himself from Ziggy's embrace and stands up.

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ziggyplayedguitar

"Goddamn it!" Ziggy's voice is high and frustrated.

"I don't care!! Do you hear me? If you're dead or a clone or one armed or any other excuse you have for pushing me away! I DON'T GIVE A FUCK WHO SHIRO IS EITHER!"

Ziggy would probably be pacing if there was room to pace erratically but there isn't. "I want you as a friend, as a lover. FUCK! I want you so bad it makes me feel like I'm out of my mind."

Ziggy is one part ranting and one part on the verge of tears. He doesn't want to admit it but it's more than his sex drive that wants Hiroki. His heart is starting to get involved. "I don't know what it is with you! I... I just want to lay against you and never get up again."

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somekindofspaceuncle

"I DON'T GIVE A QUIZNAK ABOUT TAKASHI, EITHER, EVEN THOUGH I KNOW HIM SEVEN TIMES BETTER THAN HE KNOWS HIMSELF! SO WHAT?! SHUT UP, WHEN YOU DON'T KNOW ME. I DON'T KNOW ME!"

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somekindofspaceuncle

Suddenly, the young's man eyes widen.

"Z-Ziggy... you are. You're in love with me."

"I'm so sorry."

He takes a step back.

"Can you wait until tomorrow? I can't-- I won't-- today. And you can't force me. I hoped... you wouldn't want to force me, anyway."

And he's clearly flushed and bothered. And shocked. And relieved and, somehow, somewhat angry.

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ziggyplayedguitar

"I want to know you." Ziggy barely gets it out before Hiroki's words drop him into silence.

It startles him to be told he loves him. Ziggy's eyes are wide as saucers. He knows it's true or could be true. Coming true? Hearing it spoken out loud though floors him. His gazes drops to the floor and a smile creeps in. Maybe he is? For all the partners he's had in his bed none of them stuck around. None of them came back. Few of them wanted anything more than his body or to brag that they'd been in his bed. He'd gotten used to that lonely blur of people that he didn't remember or even want to remember. His eyes finally came back up and there was a face he wanted to remember, could imagine in his bed and in his life. He was?

"You're...I can't stop thinking about you."

"I don't want to force you." Ziggy's gaze comes back to Hiroki looking confused. He wonders how he even thought that about him; physically or his personality.

"I can feel that you want me, but when I approach you because I want you too, you shove me away." Ziggy sighs heavily, feeling deflated. "What do you want me to do with that?"

He's feeling lost and unsure of everything. Where had his confidence gone.

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somekindofspaceuncle

Sorry, he's crying now. He's not sure why. Maybe, there are many reasons.

He wasn't going to cry. But maybe, not doing that had been a mistake.

"I want nothing, I have no right to want anything, and none to anyone, in any world. I beg you to be a little... patient."

"Could you that, for me? Just until tomorrow evening?"

He sighs, then, smiles shakily, but genuinely, and his warmest smile to Ziggy yet, somehow, just radiating affection, really. Smiles through those silly tears. Utterly genuine, and so is what he says next, in a moment,

"Tomorrow, I'll treat you like a princess, and never let go. I can be your knight in a shining armour."

Er...

"Uhm. That's a. Those are metaphors from Earth. Old, cheesy, silly ones."

Suddenly unsure whether Ziggy's heard that one or not, half-human and all. Not wanting to assume.

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ziggyplayedguitar

Ziggy can't help but hug him. It's the crying. "You can want me."

His voice is small, sort of pleading because he doesnt know how to handle his feelings. He just starts crying to, because Hiroki is crying and Ziggy feels frustrated.

"I have been waiting for you." Ziggy sniffles against Hiroki's shoulder. "Haven't you noticed?"

He nods to the comment about tomorrow and then laughs quietly. "I know the stories. They aren't old to me. People still use them on my Earth."

"Hiroki, can you do one thing for me?" He's still quiet and gentle though he's clinging to Hiroki's neck like he might run away again. "Remeber that when your feelings and what you say don't match... I don't know how to respond. My instinct is to follow what you feel more than what you say. My people, or my mom's species, talk more in emotion and touch than words."