Logs:Do You Still Love Me?
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| RL Date: 2 November, 2008 |
| Who: K'del |
| Involves: High Reaches Weyr |
| Type: Vignette |
| What: Later, K'del grouses, but Cadejoth wins forgiveness anyway. |
| Where: Weyrling Barracks, High Reaches Weyr |
| When: Day 4, Month 2, Turn 18 (Interval 10) |
| Later, when Cadejoth had finally succumbed to sleep again, K'del swept up the last of the pieces from the floor, dumping them into the garbage with a moody, jerking motion. He wasn't much for physical things, most of the time, but he'd saved for that lamp, cared for it lovingly. Glows were great, but there was nothing like a good reading lamp, in his opinion, with that soft light, perfect for turning the pages to. It was, he reflected bitterly, inspecting the ground for any last pieces, just like Cadejoth. Cadejoth, who had no time for reading, who couldn't understand why sometimes K'del would rather do that than play. He hadn't meant to knock it over, he knew that, but that wasn't the point. Hadn't he told Cadejoth to be careful, that he was getting too big to do that kind of thing? Hadn't he told him to go outside if he wanted to run around and play? And it'd been for a reason. This exact reason. He dropped onto the cot, the mattress sagging under his weight, and shut his eyes. Cadejoth was... Oh, most of the time he could barely look at anything else. He was everything. If no one else existed, he'd still be fine, because Cadejoth would be there. But he was... he was so much there. Always in Kas' mind, always wanting to do things, never still. He had to share everything. And sometimes, Kas wanted to just stomp on that always moving tail to just get it to quit moving for once, before he screamed. it hadn't felt any good, this afternoon, when he'd been ignoring Cadejoth. It had hurt. Shutting him out just felt so foreign. But sometimes it felt like there was no space left for him in there, and that wasn't right, either. « Do you still love me? » He'd been so deep in his own thoughts he'd not noticed the shift between sleep and wakefulness, though to his credit, usually, most times, when Cadejoth was out, he was out. Kas felt his breath catch. "Of course I do," he told the bronze, climbing off the cot and into the stone couch, so he could sit next to him. "I'll never stop loving you." « You didn't want to talk to me. » "I was angry. I... Sometimes, I need some space, to think." « I didn't mean to. I really didn't, K'del, really honestly truly. » Kas ran his fingers across Cadejoth's muzzle, and up around the ridges of his eyes. "I know you didn't. But I did tell you... You should listen to me, when I ask you not to do things. I don't do it to be mean or anything." He could feel the dragon's heavy, guilty thoughts, and felt bad. But. It was true, wasn't it? "Just... go outside, when you need to. It's okay. I'll still be here when you get back." « You won't leave me behind? » "Of course not. If I go anywhere, I'll tell you. I'll come back." He could 'feel' Cadejoth's consent in his mind, like a blanket. The bronze was about to fall back to sleep, he could feel that, too, so he curled up beside him, wrapping his arms about him, and though he hadn't intended to, he, too, fell asleep. So he missed dinner, but were anyone to come around and check, there he'd be - curled up with his dragon, face, even in sleep, lit with affection and adoration. All right with the world, once more. For now. |
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