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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ is standing near the entrance of the starbucks where he had first met nathan, looking strangely compliant & calm as he listens & reacts (as quietly & discreetly as he's capable) to the bustling crowd of the afternoon. it's not so busy as to give him a headache, but busy enough to keep him entertained as he waits for his teammate/friend. ]

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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

. . . ! Ja! I wait and I work hard!

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ shakes his head. ]

You don't need to work hard, just... be yourself.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

. . . is enough?

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

... yeah. It's enough.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ slowly nods. ]

Then I be me. And Nathan be Nathan.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ opens his mouth to say something to that, but slowly closes it without voicing the thought. takes another route instead, shifting slightly to look around the area. ]

So. We're done looking, then, right?

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ nods again, more enthusiastic while following. ]

Ja. I see, and it is good place. Nathan like this place?

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ uses his free hand to tap a finger against caleb's forehead once. ]

Doesn't matter if I like it or not, genius.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ blinks, momentarily going cross-eyed while watching the finger. ]

Ehh. . . but Nathan word is good.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ rolls his eyes up to the sky, thinking. ]

... so what if I said I hated it?

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ tilts head a little, confused at what he perceives to be a rhetorical question. ]

I find other place. If Nathan does not like, then it is bad.

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[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ gets a little flustered over his honesty. ]

I-- I didn't mean it, stupid!

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ coughs, looking away. ]

It's... it's nice. Or something!

1/2

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

. . . ?

[ wonders again if he said something wrong, but lets it go after a moment's thought. ]

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

If it is nice, then buy house here?

1/2

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ glances around the area. nods once. ]

Sure, if that's what you'd like.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

... [ suddenly realizes that they've been holding hands this entire time, eyes momentarily focused on that. slowly pulls his away, putting both of them behind his back. ]

I'm tired. I should probably go home.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ hones in automatically on the second bit, looking apologetic as he also pulls back his hand. glances at the sky, and looks a bit distraught at apparent time. ]

Es tut mir leid, Nathan. Did not remember, and is almost sunset. Family worry too, ja?

1/2

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ shrugs. ]

No, they won't worry. They don't even know where I'm at right now.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ pauses so he can look at caleb properly, trying to give an encouraging look. ]

Well, don't worry about it. I'm in good hands after all, right?

1/3

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

. . .

Nathan.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ shakes his head as he hesitates again, trying to get past everything else that he wants to say to pinpoint the most important part as he meets nathan's gaze. ]

Ich werde dich beschützen. With life.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

So family not worry if know later.

1/3

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ furrows his brows and tilts his head slightly, trying to decipher that middle bit. when he only gets half of it (the lesser half, but it's no less important in his mind) he stays quiet, though does not break eye contact. ]

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ without thinking he lifts a hand, touching the side of caleb's cheek gently, almost too light to be a physical connection. doesn't speak, however, too busy focusing on what to say (if anything). ]