Random Challenge #16
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Title~ Dream On
Author~ Annarti
Disclaimer~ Still my bois, even tho I've barely touched them in MONTHS.
Notes~ Doing these, this one from Sallie: Kaen, Yoryl, awkward bathhouse moment. It's been so long since I've been able to use that icon T_T;;
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Yoryl’s breath caught just slightly as he stepped into the bathhouse. Several others were soaking in there already, including Kaen. The veteran blade archer was resting at the side of the bath, his arms up on the edge and face turned to the ceiling.
Yoryl bit his lip and looked away as he dumped his weapons belts on the bench and began undressing. He looked at the wall, the water, the door outside, anywhere that would take his mind away and just let him relax as he slipped into the refreshingly cool water.
Why bother? he asked himself, glancing over at the other blade archer. It wasn’t as though Kaen knew he was watching. He was probably asleep—he hadn’t waved a finger in greeting as Yoryl had come in.
Yoryl settled against the side of the bath, allowing himself to watch as Kaen’s chest rose and fell with the rhythmic breaths of sleep. He couldn’t see any scars from here, but Yoryl knew well enough where they were to trace them over his skin. The jagged pair on his left bicep, the old, fading one on his right shoulder, the nicks that came and went all over his hands. He could even trace the ugly, painful-looking one drawn right across his back; the one Kaen had said hurt for more than just the blade that had made it.
Yoryl still had none of his own. He hadn’t yet been on a mission, hadn’t been ‘blooded’ as he’d so affectionately been told.
He sighed and pushed himself from the wall, drifting over to the other side of the bath, next to Kaen.
‘You awake?’ he asked quietly, though his voice still seemed to send impossibly loud echoes around the hollow chamber.
‘Mmm,’ Kaen’s voice rumbled, though he clearly wasn’t awake enough to add anything more.
Yoryl rested against the wall and bit his lip again. ‘Remember when I came out last month?’
‘Mmm,’ Kaen answered again.
Another sigh. His mouth was dry with the taste of what he wanted to say. He licked his lips and took in a mouthful of water to moisten his throat again, then leant in closer to Kaen’s ear.
‘It was mostly for you.’ It still echoed around the bathroom, but nobody else seemed to hear except the one for whom it was intended.
Kaen’s eyebrows lifted just slightly, and his eyelids slid open so he could glance briefly over at Yoryl’s face. ‘Only mostly?’
Yoryl grinned as Kaen’s eyes closed once again, but it fell with his shoulders as the veteran shook his head.
‘Dream on, quael.’
‘Are you sure?’
‘Mmm.’
‘Because I really—’
‘Quael, no. Don’t embarrass yourself.’
Yoryl sighed and turned his face to watch the reflections on the water, the way it distorted everything below its surface so it was recognisable as nothing but a shimmering mesh of red stone and olive skin.
‘You’ve never been curious?’ he tried again.
Kaen was silent, but not the kind of silence that showed he was thinking. It was a blank wall, the kind of silence that shunned anyone who tried to break it. Kaen was not a man to be humoured when his private affairs were concerned.
Yoryl grimaced and backed off, lying back against the wall several feet from his fellow Own rider. He’d overstepped the boundary now, he realised. He tried to relax and clear his mind, but he couldn’t help worrying. Kaen had been in the Own a long time. It wouldn’t take more than a few words from him to the king to have Yoryl thrown straight back out.
He grimaced again and just barely restrained himself from thrashing the water in his frustration.
‘You’ll find someone eventually, quael,’ Kaen’s voice rumbled again. ‘It just won’t be me.’
Author~ Annarti
Disclaimer~ Still my bois, even tho I've barely touched them in MONTHS.
Notes~ Doing these, this one from Sallie: Kaen, Yoryl, awkward bathhouse moment. It's been so long since I've been able to use that icon T_T;;
Yoryl’s breath caught just slightly as he stepped into the bathhouse. Several others were soaking in there already, including Kaen. The veteran blade archer was resting at the side of the bath, his arms up on the edge and face turned to the ceiling.
Yoryl bit his lip and looked away as he dumped his weapons belts on the bench and began undressing. He looked at the wall, the water, the door outside, anywhere that would take his mind away and just let him relax as he slipped into the refreshingly cool water.
Why bother? he asked himself, glancing over at the other blade archer. It wasn’t as though Kaen knew he was watching. He was probably asleep—he hadn’t waved a finger in greeting as Yoryl had come in.
Yoryl settled against the side of the bath, allowing himself to watch as Kaen’s chest rose and fell with the rhythmic breaths of sleep. He couldn’t see any scars from here, but Yoryl knew well enough where they were to trace them over his skin. The jagged pair on his left bicep, the old, fading one on his right shoulder, the nicks that came and went all over his hands. He could even trace the ugly, painful-looking one drawn right across his back; the one Kaen had said hurt for more than just the blade that had made it.
Yoryl still had none of his own. He hadn’t yet been on a mission, hadn’t been ‘blooded’ as he’d so affectionately been told.
He sighed and pushed himself from the wall, drifting over to the other side of the bath, next to Kaen.
‘You awake?’ he asked quietly, though his voice still seemed to send impossibly loud echoes around the hollow chamber.
‘Mmm,’ Kaen’s voice rumbled, though he clearly wasn’t awake enough to add anything more.
Yoryl rested against the wall and bit his lip again. ‘Remember when I came out last month?’
‘Mmm,’ Kaen answered again.
Another sigh. His mouth was dry with the taste of what he wanted to say. He licked his lips and took in a mouthful of water to moisten his throat again, then leant in closer to Kaen’s ear.
‘It was mostly for you.’ It still echoed around the bathroom, but nobody else seemed to hear except the one for whom it was intended.
Kaen’s eyebrows lifted just slightly, and his eyelids slid open so he could glance briefly over at Yoryl’s face. ‘Only mostly?’
Yoryl grinned as Kaen’s eyes closed once again, but it fell with his shoulders as the veteran shook his head.
‘Dream on, quael.’
‘Are you sure?’
‘Mmm.’
‘Because I really—’
‘Quael, no. Don’t embarrass yourself.’
Yoryl sighed and turned his face to watch the reflections on the water, the way it distorted everything below its surface so it was recognisable as nothing but a shimmering mesh of red stone and olive skin.
‘You’ve never been curious?’ he tried again.
Kaen was silent, but not the kind of silence that showed he was thinking. It was a blank wall, the kind of silence that shunned anyone who tried to break it. Kaen was not a man to be humoured when his private affairs were concerned.
Yoryl grimaced and backed off, lying back against the wall several feet from his fellow Own rider. He’d overstepped the boundary now, he realised. He tried to relax and clear his mind, but he couldn’t help worrying. Kaen had been in the Own a long time. It wouldn’t take more than a few words from him to the king to have Yoryl thrown straight back out.
He grimaced again and just barely restrained himself from thrashing the water in his frustration.
‘You’ll find someone eventually, quael,’ Kaen’s voice rumbled again. ‘It just won’t be me.’
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Date: 2007-11-16 05:44 pm (UTC)I love this bunny :DDDD I would like to keep it and pet it, please.
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Date: 2007-11-16 07:42 pm (UTC)They have an odd cute relationship, 'Quael' is such a cut nickname <3 And he is such a curious little thing. Nyaa ~ Kaen must have been in a good mood.
Hmmm ~ bathhouse X)
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Date: 2007-11-17 07:45 am (UTC)I love their relationship, cos I'm sure the only reason it works is because they're both blade archers XD Kaen's always in a good mood with his purple shirts, Yoryl's just too much of a n00b to have figured this out yet X)