[ He and Rumi would have been married in early summer. A short engagement, all things considered, but they'd been together so long that it hardly mattered. There was a mountain resort in a northern prefecture that they'd booked. He pictured it every day, every night, excited down to the very depth of his soul.
Months later, he called in the dead of night when no one would be around to answer the phone so he wouldn't have to explain anything more than a cancellation notice on a voicemail machine. He didn't sleep for two nights afterwards. Things fall apart. So it goes.
He doesn't want this to fall apart. He wants Dolph to be able to envision a future, and to grasp it in both hands. No matter what it looks like for him and Jean. ]
Then you get to imagine something new. Isn't that exciting? The possibilities are limitless.
[ yes. it's exciting. terrifying. dolph feels the bottom of his stomach sink a little. he's on the precipice of a new dream and the visage of it eludes him still. what would his wedding look like? what would it have? what would it be like?
he'd ask but . . . that seems far too cruel a topic for him to broach with maruki. so dolph falls silent but his fingers around his shoulder tighten just a little. ]
[ His tone gentles, away from that excitability and into reassurance. One hand reaches out to grab for the hand Dolph doesn't have wrapped around his shoulder – metal, but that gives him no pause at all as he tugs it over to rest where their thighs press side by side and winds their fingers together. ]
You should enjoy this time. Engagement is just as exciting as marriage. In some ways, even more so. [ That he can talk about this at all without falling to pieces is a testament in its own way. ] Go at your own speed and do whatever you want. You deserve that.
[ YES. THAT'S THE SPIRIT. Oh, Maruki's grin practically splits his face. ]
Because you're getting married!
[ And with that–
He does the least cool thing of all and practically tackles Dolph into a hug, right where they're sitting. If he had any strength at all, it'd be enough to topple them over. ]
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Months later, he called in the dead of night when no one would be around to answer the phone so he wouldn't have to explain anything more than a cancellation notice on a voicemail machine. He didn't sleep for two nights afterwards. Things fall apart. So it goes.
He doesn't want this to fall apart. He wants Dolph to be able to envision a future, and to grasp it in both hands. No matter what it looks like for him and Jean. ]
Then you get to imagine something new. Isn't that exciting? The possibilities are limitless.
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he'd ask but . . . that seems far too cruel a topic for him to broach with maruki. so dolph falls silent but his fingers around his shoulder tighten just a little. ]
Yeah, I'm — I'm sure something will come to me.
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[ His tone gentles, away from that excitability and into reassurance. One hand reaches out to grab for the hand Dolph doesn't have wrapped around his shoulder – metal, but that gives him no pause at all as he tugs it over to rest where their thighs press side by side and winds their fingers together. ]
You should enjoy this time. Engagement is just as exciting as marriage. In some ways, even more so. [ That he can talk about this at all without falling to pieces is a testament in its own way. ] Go at your own speed and do whatever you want. You deserve that.
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You're right. I should . . . take it in for now. Enjoy it.
[ his smile turns bashful. ]
Because I'm getting married.
GOD I'M DYING WE CAN WRAP THIS ONE TOO SOON I THINK
Because you're getting married!
[ And with that–
He does the least cool thing of all and practically tackles Dolph into a hug, right where they're sitting. If he had any strength at all, it'd be enough to topple them over. ]
THEM!!! AND YEAH SOUNDS GOOD
I'm getting married!