001. every story is a song // open post.

[kyriff]

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[larue]

[ Again, it's Aidan's words in his head, that quiet moment when he'd fessed up and apologized only to be told that it happens, but that it was, in the end, okay.

Running a hand through his hair now, eyes fixed again on his beer. ]

Don't apologize, [ glancing over now, gaze faltering, justa little. ] You've... you've got nothing to apologize for, Rethe.

[ A light fist with one hand, around his lighter. ] And I--

[ Softly: ] I didn't mean to.

I was just really happy that we got to talk again. And that you played those songs. And... [ nodding, sheepish. ] I didn't feel so lost anymore. And then...

[ A helpless laugh. ]

[kyriff]

You have been going through a rough time lately.

[And he's reaching out for Josh's wrist without really thinking about it. He just wanted to make sure that they really WERE good, that he could be there for the Sin-Eater again.]

It's okay. I mean... [A small smile.] We're here now, right?

[They could start over again, from a better place. Maybe Rethe could finally let himself have that with somebody else.]

[larue]

[ He actually worries at his bottom lip for a second, as if debating on something.

And really, Makoto doesn't even need to dig too deep to know that Josh is hyperaware of that hand on his wrist. ]

[kyriff]

[Have a quiet sigh at the back of your head, Josh.

You can deal with this one step at a time, you know. Besides... he's kind of waiting on an honest response here.

Outside of that, Rethe was tilting his head, looking at Josh in concern. What was he thinking? He could always read into it, but that felt too invasive.]

[larue]

[ A quiet... Thanks, Makoto, because a boost of courage was kind of what he needed.

Turning his arm palm up, and looking over as he smiles and gives Rethe's hand a reassuring squeeze.

Saying nothing, just the smile. Just the silent acknowledgement of Yeah, we're good. ]

[kyriff]

[And he's relieved beyond words, and so overwhelmed with relief that he's a little shaky, a little giddy, and feeling a whole lot better that it's beyond anything that he's had to handle for a while. It shows on his face: there's no reason to hide it.]

So, um... can we still do movies sometime?

[larue]

[ And just like that -- they're okay.

A playful nudge then, shoulder to shoulder; but his hand stays where it is. Because he needs it just as much. ]

Yeah, [ the unspoken, incredulous of course. ] Would kind of suck if we decided not to do that since we didn't really get to start.

[kyriff]

True.

[He likes this. He really, really likes this. It's hard to feel safe around anyone else beyond the usuals, but now...

Well. Now, someone else seems to be working his way into that circle.]

Just say when. I'll make time.