dappledleaves | THE WORLD: PSL LIFE

[Sinclair gets himself a burger and small fries. For the drink, he gets a vanilla shake. The place under the bridge is peaceful and Sinclair eats quietly, wondering a little at Oria only getting two burgers.

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It's quiet out here...

Edited 2024-01-17 22:20 (UTC)

Yeah.

[ His minimum sustenance... though Sinclair notices well. Even now, Oria eats slowly, which is translated to the average person's eating speed. Sinclair can actually see when the food is bitten off and goes into Oria's mouth, followed up with chewing. The car windows are down too, so that they can enjoy the outside air. He eats in silence for a while. ]

It's sometimes nice... to take in the comfortable silence where I feel so insignificant compared to everything.

[ The river before them, the cars passing on the bridge above, the occasional bystander walking to and from on the bridge and the road way off in the distance... the vast night sky. ]

On some days, I wish I can be unimportant as a whole, but only important to the people who matter to me.

[ Sinclair nods, sitting back to watch and take it all in too. He watches a couple walk their dog across the bridge, the dog bounding away. The feeling of insignificance had never troubled him; it was a relief really to know there were always bigger and more important things. That everyone had their own lives and ways of colouring it. When they're both done eating their burgers, Sinclair reaches over the console to take Oria's hand]

You'll always be important to me. No matter what. [ Sinclair says softly, studying the night sky. Then...]

You know...I never asked before...why do you do it? All of it?

[ Business, going head to head with such a cutthroat world. In Sinclair's eyes, Oria was talented and driven. He could be anything, make his mark on the world in any way he desired...]

[ It's quite the generous thought to think Oria could be anything, because in the end, he says this: ]

It's what I was made for.

[ What he was born for--altered to make him fit the mold of what he should have been. ]

My entire life: what I was taught, what I experienced, what I learned, the way I do things... was for this. And by the time I realized I wanted to do something different, it was already too late. I was already in so deep in that my entire life became a sunk cost fallacy if I were to do anything else.

[ He momentarily squeezes Sinclair's hand. ]

So, since I already have a lot of things laid out for me, it's just a matter of getting them done and when they'll be done. Everything else, I'll cling onto whatever agency I have left.

[ Sinclair is quiet for a moment, letting the words sink in. He's known that Oria has constantly been told what he had to be...but it hurts to hear that there was also no other choice for Oria. Not anymore. He squeezes Oria's hand in turn, his expression softening]

... then I'll be with you all the way, supporting you.

I know you will.

[ As much as his circumstances would allow, anyway. If Sinclair can't be with him for whatever reason, Oria can't blame him because he knows that Sinclair would want to be with him. ]

That's why I can relax, knowing that I'll always have something to come back to. Honestly, I should just kidnap you so that you can live with me forever.

[ He's joking, right? Probably. Maybe. ]

Yes, even if you're going away for weeks on your boat trip.

You could. I'll make sure you always have something to look forward to.

[ Sinclair laughs and then groans when he remembers. Aaaah boar trip]

I hope it doesn't take too long or I really will lose my mind out there.

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You'll have all your books in the Kindle, so you'll be fine! I bet a conversation with some of your coworkers is absolutely riveting... in different ways.

[ lol ]

You'll be fine. I'll be fine. We'll be fine.

[ He took off the seat belt after he parked, so he leans in to give Sinclair a small kiss. ]

[ Sinclair likes talking to his co-workers but...He squeezes Oria's hand ]

I know we will but... I'll still miss you.

[ He'll return that kiss with a tiny huff. Maybe he can make that book while he's on the boat...]

It goes without saying that I'll miss you too—so, so much.

[ He gives Sinclair another short kiss. ]

I wish I could write letters to you.

[ Sinclair kisses Oria again, determined to get at least part of his fill before he has to leave]

Maybe if we had carrier pigeons trained up before hand...

I know military ships actually have a postal address even when they're in the middle of the ocean. It takes forever, but it gets sent.

[ Random trivia of the day, he supposes. How he wants to kiss Sinclair all over his face and tell him how much he loves him... he can't exactly do that in the car. ]

Should I drive us back?

...I wonder if we'll have an address...

[Probably not. Sinclair nods. They can't cuddle in the car sadly so]

Mm. Let's go back.

[ He buckles up and smoothly drives to the Severine estate. The trash is put into the bins upon leaving the car, and Oria works on filling up Sinclair's Kindle with the book list and many more once they get to the room. The process doesn't take long as Oria leaves the cord in so that it can download everything that was listed.

After that, he goes to tackle Sinclair onto the bed. ]

[ Sinclair had been getting ready for bed while waiting so he yelps when Oria tackles him into the bed, half laughing]

Oria--!

[ Oria laughs a little, cuddling Sinclair from the side. ]

Hello, my sweet~ I love you soooo much.

[ Now Oria gets to do what he couldn't before in the car: kissing all over Sinclair's face. ]

[ Sinclair can never stop laughing when Oria kisses him all over like this; soft bubbly sounds and he squirms a little like he's being tickled]

I love you too--this feels like an attack though.

Yeah, it's an attack of affection.

[ Though he stops and just cuddles with him now. ]

Gonna give you all that I can before you go.

Mm. I need to stockpile what I can.

[ Sinclair snuggles up in Oria's arms and kisses his forehead too. And let Oria stockpile as well]

Yeah!

[ Oria kisses under Sinclair's chin and up his jaw to his cheek. ]

And I'll show you the piercing on my ear when you come back. Look forward to it.

[Sinclair tips his head back for those kisses, stroking Oria's hair, trying to control his shiver.]

Yeah? It'll look really good on you...

I know it will. After all, you designed it for us.

[ He smiles at him, so warm with affection in his voice. The way Sinclair moves his head does something to him though, and he pauses for a moment before leaning back in for more kisses to the cheek before scooting upward for a kiss on the lips. It lingers this time. ]

[ He can't say anything to that so he kisses Oria in turn, enjoying the lingering kiss as he cards his fingers through Oria's hair. Better. ]

[ Oria doesn't take long to deepen the kiss as he tries to pry Sinclair's lips apart to get his tongue inside. His hold tightens on him in the hug, trying to pull him even closer. ]

[ Sinclair's lips part willingly with a low approving noise, and he presses into Oria even more, practically melting into him. He's been trying very hard not to get carried away but it's difficult to remember that when Oria kisses him like this]

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