[IC Journal: Rhui (TB)]
Dec. 11th, 2011 07:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mousezillaI woke up, and he was still there. Beautiful face smoothed out in sleep, golden hair spilled over the pillow. Still there, and still my friend. Not yet my lover, but closer to that than he was before. All night we sat up talking, after he pulled my confession from me... I am his, and he knows it now.
I thought I would surprise him with breakfast. I suppose I should have left a note, he thought I'd left.I would never I promised I wouldn I must have startled him when I returned, but it's nice to know my reflexes aren't as rusty as I thought.
He asked me to go away with him, for Winter Veil. I don't know where yet, but he said someplace with snow. Just he and I, somewhere quiet...
Why am I afraid? I want him, Light knows I do, I know he's not Kheyrin. He's so patient and kind, he holds back out of consideration for me and all my fears. Little by little, I'm stuffing down my apprehension, locking it away. One day very soon, I will show him there is no vow, that there will be no "forcing" me at all.
But where the older anxiety is melting away, a new one is taking it's place... he says his Andre wants to meet me tomorrow. What on earth do I do? Is there protocol for being introduced to your beloved's lover? I think I must call in a few favors, please let him not hate me on sight.
He's gone back to his Andre, and I'm alone in the flat with piles of conjured pastries until tomorrow morning. I have to laugh a little as I look over the mountain of brownies and rolls and yes, there's a pie. He's left me enough to live on for a week. At least it gave me a chance to sing for him, as he has done for me...
The ribbon is still on the table next to the bed. I hope he doesn't mind that I've put it back on, but it soothes me greatly, for reasons I'm not sure I understand.
I thought I would surprise him with breakfast. I suppose I should have left a note, he thought I'd left.
He asked me to go away with him, for Winter Veil. I don't know where yet, but he said someplace with snow. Just he and I, somewhere quiet...
Why am I afraid? I want him, Light knows I do, I know he's not Kheyrin. He's so patient and kind, he holds back out of consideration for me and all my fears. Little by little, I'm stuffing down my apprehension, locking it away. One day very soon, I will show him there is no vow, that there will be no "forcing" me at all.
But where the older anxiety is melting away, a new one is taking it's place... he says his Andre wants to meet me tomorrow. What on earth do I do? Is there protocol for being introduced to your beloved's lover? I think I must call in a few favors, please let him not hate me on sight.
He's gone back to his Andre, and I'm alone in the flat with piles of conjured pastries until tomorrow morning. I have to laugh a little as I look over the mountain of brownies and rolls and yes, there's a pie. He's left me enough to live on for a week. At least it gave me a chance to sing for him, as he has done for me...
The ribbon is still on the table next to the bed. I hope he doesn't mind that I've put it back on, but it soothes me greatly, for reasons I'm not sure I understand.
