Gifts for mangotcha
List of Gifts
“I’m having second thoughts,” he tells Mikleo. It doesn’t help that Mikleo’s making breakfast for the two of them, like always, but twice more domestic than usual.
“What?” Mikleo says, shoving the omelet onto Sorey’s plate with far too much force. “What happened? You were fine yesterday! Great, even! It was your idea!”
Well, today I woke up at 4am and realized I would only be dating you for six more days, which left me awake in bed for the next four hours until I pretended to just wake up. Thanks, Mikleo! For teaching me how to lie, I couldn’t have been able to cover up my feelings without you. “I’m freaking out,” Sorey says.
- Part 1 of Home of the Hyland Knights
Time burrows itself under his skin and smothers memory with its downy fog. The years slip through his fingers where Sorey’s had once fit—they’d grown into each other, and Mikleo’s left to patch holes as Sorey sleeps his sentence. Mikleo has never lived a life outside of Sorey’s reach and waiting, he finds, is more like learning to walk again, speak again, breathe again with something vestigial but inborn removed.
Distance like this does not scrape him raw. Instead, it itches in his lungs and feet. It’s a restless pining that pushes him into the inscrutable future. He spends his days pulling water from sea and sky, filling wells, correcting the flow of rivers so that spring floods do not take what cannot be replaced.
Night, when it falls, drapes an aching shroud around his shoulders that weighs heavy on his mind. His resolve stands tested and strong and by the flickering soft of candlelight, Mikleo pours what he’s seen into journals that always begin with for Sorey, when he wakes. He will wait as long as it takes but, until that which has gone comes back, there is a world to see, study, change.
Yachi finds it far too easy to fall in love with Yamaguchi.