[conflict feels heavy, an overcast day, especially on tim’s bright, sunshiney yellow aura – koby’s learning to allow it, as out of his control as clouds, but it aches when he can feel it in his friends. and he wants to believe things can get better, that hawk and tim can navigate the pain and the history they carry, can learn to balance it with the chance they have to be together.
he wants there to be such a thing as happy ever after. koby passes over the glass, taking the other for himself and sipping at it, meditatively.] Dates are fun, too. You get to do fun things and not – you know. [another sip.] Just try to solve murders and stuff like that.
[it’s not quite been long enough that it doesn’t sting, jabbing somewhere beneath koby’s ribs, and he hooks his free arm through tim’s, someone to hold onto, to center himself with.] I think it’s a good idea. A good – strategy. [soldier to soldier respect.]
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Date: 2026-01-01 06:19 am (UTC)he wants there to be such a thing as happy ever after. koby passes over the glass, taking the other for himself and sipping at it, meditatively.] Dates are fun, too. You get to do fun things and not – you know. [another sip.] Just try to solve murders and stuff like that.
[it’s not quite been long enough that it doesn’t sting, jabbing somewhere beneath koby’s ribs, and he hooks his free arm through tim’s, someone to hold onto, to center himself with.] I think it’s a good idea. A good – strategy. [soldier to soldier respect.]