At home in your arms
Nao
09-05-2023, 10:57 PM
((Time is made of wibbly wobbly timey wimey stuff, and in this case very liquid))
Mojito was pacing. He'd finally gotten himself somewhat settled, or well as settled as he could be all things considered. Frankly he wasn't really sure what he was waiting for, Asla had promised that she'd help him but... Could she? It wasn't like he had intimate knowledge of her relationship with her family. He knew it had been rocky before and he had a feeling she was about as keen on her brother as he was but she had said... So he paced. Though maybe there was more reasons for that than he wanted to admit. He'd made a promise to his daughter, one he was committing to not breaking but after the night that he and Satoru had had together... Well the idea that he'd be forced to make the choice to say goodbye to the freckled man it- Well it broke his heart. But that was a pain he could endure, he'd done it once before. He'd been the one to sever his romantic relationship with Asla after all.... But that didn't make it any less tragic. He'd probably simply give up on romance if the two times in his life he'd found it he had to make the decision to let them go... Both times for his daughter. Maybe he'd been right all along and it simply wasn't for him. It'd make sense after all, who in his life could ever understand what being a wolf-dog was like aside from his daughter? He loved her with his whole being, but the wolves around here? Could they ever see past their heritage? He knew Asla was able to but they'd just never been fully compatible, he'd needed things from her that were unfair to even ask for. Satoru had also seemed the type... But he also didn't know the man half as well as he knew his childhood friend... But at the same time he couldn't stop thinking about the feeling of being held... Gods he was a mess... He wanted at least to see Satoru, if it was true that that type of love just would never be in the cards for him he wanted to at least know he'd kept his promise... He would make sure Satoru was free, that he was safe, with his own eyes. So he paced near the border, trying and failing not to think about everything. |
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