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28.Nov.17, 05:43 AM
B’jin stared at R’nd with wide eyes, startled that his lover had joined him on the ground, and – despite his emotional mayhem – had to work quite hard to resist kissing R’nd on his very lovely and very close lips. B’jin watched them as R’nd spoke, but his eyebrows were furrowed because he was listening. Brown eyes glanced up to study R’nd sadly. He loved the bluerider, more than he cared to admit (or probably R’nd could handle knowing) and it was a truly terrifying realisation that something could cause R’nd to leave him, and B’jin had truly thought that this would be just that something. Wonders would never cease, and B’jin leaned up on his knees to wrap his arms around R’nd’s neck.
“I love you,” B’jin said gently, aware of how R’nd could flinch at that particular statement, and he released the bluerider gently and settled down, crossing his legs. Taking a deep breath, B’jin breathed it out gently in a long sigh. He was emotionally drained, and he wanted to tell R’nd it would be interesting for him to meet his son, but B’jin just couldn’t bring himself to utter the words. He couldn’t even bring himself to think the thought without terror seizing his heart and lungs, squeezing all his breath and making it difficult to breathe. Faranth, why did this have to happen?
B’jin shook his head. “It’s not your fault,” he murmured, twisting his fingers together in his lap. He still couldn’t quite believe he had a child – a damned child – that was old enough to have his own children. How had that happened? Why was he so old?! B’jin pouted sadly, sulking about his age. When had he gotten so old, anyway? He’d always felt Indamor and Amorandii were growing up too fast, making him feel like and old person, but at least they were younger than R’nd’s children! (well, most of them!) but now? B’jin puffed out another sigh.
“I feel so old!” he groaned, looking up at R’nd pathetically.
“I love you,” B’jin said gently, aware of how R’nd could flinch at that particular statement, and he released the bluerider gently and settled down, crossing his legs. Taking a deep breath, B’jin breathed it out gently in a long sigh. He was emotionally drained, and he wanted to tell R’nd it would be interesting for him to meet his son, but B’jin just couldn’t bring himself to utter the words. He couldn’t even bring himself to think the thought without terror seizing his heart and lungs, squeezing all his breath and making it difficult to breathe. Faranth, why did this have to happen?
B’jin shook his head. “It’s not your fault,” he murmured, twisting his fingers together in his lap. He still couldn’t quite believe he had a child – a damned child – that was old enough to have his own children. How had that happened? Why was he so old?! B’jin pouted sadly, sulking about his age. When had he gotten so old, anyway? He’d always felt Indamor and Amorandii were growing up too fast, making him feel like and old person, but at least they were younger than R’nd’s children! (well, most of them!) but now? B’jin puffed out another sigh.
“I feel so old!” he groaned, looking up at R’nd pathetically.
