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13.Sep.13, 12:53 AM
R’nd had been content to stand there all night holding B’jin to him, reassuring himself that the greenrider was safe and sound. He almost pouted when B’jin stirred, as if he wanted to pull away, but smiled when a light kiss was given and the clinging returned. The quiet moment together was needed and R’nd would have let it go on a while longer before he started another round of apologising for being a horrible friend and lover to miss out on a flight when they both seemed to like winning together but B’jin spoke before that could happen.
D’hys was nice? Those two words didn’t go together. It didn’t matter what his friends said, R’nd never fully trusted his fellow bluerider. Something was off about the man and it drove R’nd insane trying to figure out what it was. He was hard to read unless he wanted to be read and R’nd was certain what he wanted seen was never the truth. Such a man was never that honest in the face! It was hard to explain to others though and he never had any real evidence so besides dropping casual warnings with his misgivings, R’nd never did anything else about the man. Considering B’jin hadn’t been left beaten, bloody, and about to drown in a bath, there was no other choice but to believe that D’hys had been nice when compared to S’kef.
“I’m glad he was… nice.” Even with that comparison, R’nd was still having a hard time believing D’hys had been nice. He wanted to say all men were nice when they were after something or say that in comparison to other people could list, D’hys was a gentleman, but he held his tongue. It was probably the brief flash of flight lust combined with the failure and anger that was making him extra bitter. It wasn’t like Ayyonth had caught Larrikith in all of her flights since their first win so he didn’t have room to be so cranky. Although, R’nd was willing to concede that perhaps there was some jealousy there. What they did away from each other was their own time and R’nd was fine with that but knowing about B’jin with another man – and it seemed to usually be men he didn’t like or trust – in a flight didn’t sit well with the young bluerider.
Thankfully, B’jin subject hopped remarkably fast and saved R’nd from further thinking about D’hys or having to discuss the man’s kindness. “My clothes were in need of a wash anyway,” he chuckled and shook his head lightly to forestall any other protest about his poor clothing. They went through so much in his relationship with B’jin! “Besides, if you’re getting me wet, that means you’re in one of my favourite states of dressing for you.” A devilish grin accompanied the words and R’nd took B’jin’s hand in his and led him back over to the bath.
“All the same, give me a moment,” R’nd set to stripping off his clothing and tossing each article over to the bench. He didn’t care if they were folded or if they landed in a dry spot or a puddle. B’jin had planned ahead for changing into fresh clothes after a planned bath, R’nd, however, hadn’t thought anything about it. He’d walked home in a towel before so doing so again that night wouldn’t be a shock to anyone.
Once everything was removed, R’nd slipped into the hot water and gave a content sigh and moan. Baths seemed to make everything better.
D’hys was nice? Those two words didn’t go together. It didn’t matter what his friends said, R’nd never fully trusted his fellow bluerider. Something was off about the man and it drove R’nd insane trying to figure out what it was. He was hard to read unless he wanted to be read and R’nd was certain what he wanted seen was never the truth. Such a man was never that honest in the face! It was hard to explain to others though and he never had any real evidence so besides dropping casual warnings with his misgivings, R’nd never did anything else about the man. Considering B’jin hadn’t been left beaten, bloody, and about to drown in a bath, there was no other choice but to believe that D’hys had been nice when compared to S’kef.
“I’m glad he was… nice.” Even with that comparison, R’nd was still having a hard time believing D’hys had been nice. He wanted to say all men were nice when they were after something or say that in comparison to other people could list, D’hys was a gentleman, but he held his tongue. It was probably the brief flash of flight lust combined with the failure and anger that was making him extra bitter. It wasn’t like Ayyonth had caught Larrikith in all of her flights since their first win so he didn’t have room to be so cranky. Although, R’nd was willing to concede that perhaps there was some jealousy there. What they did away from each other was their own time and R’nd was fine with that but knowing about B’jin with another man – and it seemed to usually be men he didn’t like or trust – in a flight didn’t sit well with the young bluerider.
Thankfully, B’jin subject hopped remarkably fast and saved R’nd from further thinking about D’hys or having to discuss the man’s kindness. “My clothes were in need of a wash anyway,” he chuckled and shook his head lightly to forestall any other protest about his poor clothing. They went through so much in his relationship with B’jin! “Besides, if you’re getting me wet, that means you’re in one of my favourite states of dressing for you.” A devilish grin accompanied the words and R’nd took B’jin’s hand in his and led him back over to the bath.
“All the same, give me a moment,” R’nd set to stripping off his clothing and tossing each article over to the bench. He didn’t care if they were folded or if they landed in a dry spot or a puddle. B’jin had planned ahead for changing into fresh clothes after a planned bath, R’nd, however, hadn’t thought anything about it. He’d walked home in a towel before so doing so again that night wouldn’t be a shock to anyone.
Once everything was removed, R’nd slipped into the hot water and gave a content sigh and moan. Baths seemed to make everything better.
