06.Oct.18, 12:21 AM
T’bia smiled gently, the upturn of his lips lost in the tickling warmth of M’dox’s hair. He could feel his friend’s cheek resting against his chest and T’bia found he really, really liked the way it felt. The simple companionship, the warmth of their gentle affection for each other. It was like a soft echo of the love he felt washing over him from Jycenth, the blue dragon content as he landed on the ledge and easily cuddled up with Riquarth. T’bia ran his hand lightly up and down the length of M’dox’s back, feeling himself relax into the bed. He liked this, this was nice. It was even better when M’dox assured him he was okay, even though T’bia still felt absolutely awful about making his friend cry. He should have come by so much sooner!
The little smile on his lips bloomed into a bright grin, lighting up T’bia’s young face when M’dox looked up at him and said he’d missed him. “I missed you, too,” T’bia said honestly glowing with happiness and resisting the urge to kiss his friend, just in case that had been a thing that was only okay before, even though T’bia really, really, really wanted to kiss M’dox. Blinking suddenly, T’bia’s eyebrows drew together and a pout formed on his previously smiling lips. “I’m sorry I didn’t come by sooner! I got all messed up with everything and I’m sorry!” Pouting at himself, T’bia sulked quietly for a few moments. “I’m not good at having friends,” he said quietly, honest and slightly bewildered. “I don’t know what to do…” frowning, he tilted his head slightly to blink at M’dox as he chewed on his bottom lip, anxious and confused.
“Jycenth is easy,” he babbled, looking up at the ceiling now. “He’s in my head, so I don’t have to like, explain anything to him. He just knows. But I’ve never really had any friends. That’s pretty sad really, isn’t it? I think its because I do stupid stuff so much, and people don’t want to deal with it. And I’m pretty sure I’m broken and I broke my dragon too, and R’nd said I didn’t, but I think he only says that because otherwise we both screwed up instead of just me because he helped me through Weyrlinghood and he did a good job and I still can’t believe I graduated. I am not a good dragonrider. I’m kind of useless really. I really wasn’t any help with the fires, but Jycenth did so well but I was so scared he would get hurt or die and I don’t know what I would do without him! I’m useless enough as it is, I was so much worse before Jycenth and I don’t want to go back to that.” A fraction of a pause. “I talk too much.” T’bia took a deep breath and puffed it out softly, exasperated with himself. “Sorry.” Uncomfortable, T’bia buried his face in M’dox’s hair. It was so soft and it smelled nice!
The little smile on his lips bloomed into a bright grin, lighting up T’bia’s young face when M’dox looked up at him and said he’d missed him. “I missed you, too,” T’bia said honestly glowing with happiness and resisting the urge to kiss his friend, just in case that had been a thing that was only okay before, even though T’bia really, really, really wanted to kiss M’dox. Blinking suddenly, T’bia’s eyebrows drew together and a pout formed on his previously smiling lips. “I’m sorry I didn’t come by sooner! I got all messed up with everything and I’m sorry!” Pouting at himself, T’bia sulked quietly for a few moments. “I’m not good at having friends,” he said quietly, honest and slightly bewildered. “I don’t know what to do…” frowning, he tilted his head slightly to blink at M’dox as he chewed on his bottom lip, anxious and confused.
“Jycenth is easy,” he babbled, looking up at the ceiling now. “He’s in my head, so I don’t have to like, explain anything to him. He just knows. But I’ve never really had any friends. That’s pretty sad really, isn’t it? I think its because I do stupid stuff so much, and people don’t want to deal with it. And I’m pretty sure I’m broken and I broke my dragon too, and R’nd said I didn’t, but I think he only says that because otherwise we both screwed up instead of just me because he helped me through Weyrlinghood and he did a good job and I still can’t believe I graduated. I am not a good dragonrider. I’m kind of useless really. I really wasn’t any help with the fires, but Jycenth did so well but I was so scared he would get hurt or die and I don’t know what I would do without him! I’m useless enough as it is, I was so much worse before Jycenth and I don’t want to go back to that.” A fraction of a pause. “I talk too much.” T’bia took a deep breath and puffed it out softly, exasperated with himself. “Sorry.” Uncomfortable, T’bia buried his face in M’dox’s hair. It was so soft and it smelled nice!