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14.Feb.20, 03:12 AM
J’shom slid down Siolilth, returned B’kit’s greeting, and walked over to settle on the ground near him - not too close, he thought it best to keep a respectable space between them. Siolilth gracefully took the offered space, politely thanking Erebuth for making room for her (as he should).
He allowed B’kit to ramble about whatever he wanted - what the Weyrling had been doing that day and such like - and added comments where appropriate, though it wasn’t as relaxed as their usual conversations. J’shom could feel it, and he knew B’kit could too. It didn’t come as a surprise to him when B’kit suddenly changed topics to the one that was most likely occupying them both.
B’kit, it turned out, had a lot to say on the topic, and J’shom was almost blown away with the amount of information he found he had to process. Truly, J’shom wasn’t as oblivious as B’kit seemed to think he was. It was a well-practiced obliviousness - B’kit was hardly the first of his students to form a childhood crush on him. As a rule, J’shom ignored those student crushes, continuing on, business as usual, not treating them different, just teaching everyone best he could. When B’kit’s pre-teen crush seemed to resurface after the move North, J’shom had decided to respond the same; ignore it, because it wasn’t serious, and would go away.
It didn’t seem to be going away. Not after a number of turns now. And, somewhere along the way, they had become friends. B’kit, though J’shom often had trouble seeing it, had grown up. As Siolilth liked to point out, he was a dragonrider, an adult (if a terribly young one), and could make his own decisions. J’shom had spent so much time ignoring any hint B’kit liked him, he’d almost missed it. And now all his thinking was leaving B’kit in silence, waiting for a response.
“You haven’t ruined anything, Little Bird,” J’shom sighed softly, wanting to make sure that point was clear. At some point during the conversation some of B’kit’s hair had fallen in front of his face, and J’shom finally let himself indulge the urge to brush it back and tuck it behind B’kit’s ear. “I’m sorry I tried to ignore you - your feelings - for so long. I didn’t mean to hurt you, I just… I thought it was a crush that would go away. Clearly, I misread it.” He sighed, brushing his own hair back and leaving his hand resting at the back of his neck. They were going to need to have a proper conversation about this.
Well, you have plenty of time. This rock is quite comfortable and Erebuth is acceptable company. Siolilth helpfully pointed out.
’I thought you wanted to spend time with him,’ J’shom thought at her, amused.
Did I? she said mildly, curling her tail around her feet.
He allowed B’kit to ramble about whatever he wanted - what the Weyrling had been doing that day and such like - and added comments where appropriate, though it wasn’t as relaxed as their usual conversations. J’shom could feel it, and he knew B’kit could too. It didn’t come as a surprise to him when B’kit suddenly changed topics to the one that was most likely occupying them both.
B’kit, it turned out, had a lot to say on the topic, and J’shom was almost blown away with the amount of information he found he had to process. Truly, J’shom wasn’t as oblivious as B’kit seemed to think he was. It was a well-practiced obliviousness - B’kit was hardly the first of his students to form a childhood crush on him. As a rule, J’shom ignored those student crushes, continuing on, business as usual, not treating them different, just teaching everyone best he could. When B’kit’s pre-teen crush seemed to resurface after the move North, J’shom had decided to respond the same; ignore it, because it wasn’t serious, and would go away.
It didn’t seem to be going away. Not after a number of turns now. And, somewhere along the way, they had become friends. B’kit, though J’shom often had trouble seeing it, had grown up. As Siolilth liked to point out, he was a dragonrider, an adult (if a terribly young one), and could make his own decisions. J’shom had spent so much time ignoring any hint B’kit liked him, he’d almost missed it. And now all his thinking was leaving B’kit in silence, waiting for a response.
“You haven’t ruined anything, Little Bird,” J’shom sighed softly, wanting to make sure that point was clear. At some point during the conversation some of B’kit’s hair had fallen in front of his face, and J’shom finally let himself indulge the urge to brush it back and tuck it behind B’kit’s ear. “I’m sorry I tried to ignore you - your feelings - for so long. I didn’t mean to hurt you, I just… I thought it was a crush that would go away. Clearly, I misread it.” He sighed, brushing his own hair back and leaving his hand resting at the back of his neck. They were going to need to have a proper conversation about this.
Well, you have plenty of time. This rock is quite comfortable and Erebuth is acceptable company. Siolilth helpfully pointed out.
’I thought you wanted to spend time with him,’ J’shom thought at her, amused.
Did I? she said mildly, curling her tail around her feet.
