Kate Gregson (
vanillajello) wrote2011-02-12 07:09 pm
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Room 324, Saturday Morning
Kate had... kind of intended to spend the night alone. That had been the original plan, at least, before a miniature freakout and being a fabulous fake and having to stand the sight of Caroline and ugh. Yet another plan of Kate's that had not gone quite as she'd originally thought it would.
She'd figure out how she felt about that later, maybe. Because right now she was still asleep, clinging to Nathan with an arm and a leg over him, pressed close against him despite the blankets spread over them. That was just her thing, minor neediness slipping out when she wasn't conscious enough to control it. It was a lot like another morning a month or so ago, probably, except they were presently decidedly more lacking in clothes and knew each other better in whole new ways.
And Fandom was being Fandom again, but that was not for them to know yet. They'd find out soon enough.
[ooc: Just for that one guy, and for that other smaller guy who'll cause a whole lot of emo despite being adorbs, and then probably that third guy with some more emo.]
She'd figure out how she felt about that later, maybe. Because right now she was still asleep, clinging to Nathan with an arm and a leg over him, pressed close against him despite the blankets spread over them. That was just her thing, minor neediness slipping out when she wasn't conscious enough to control it. It was a lot like another morning a month or so ago, probably, except they were presently decidedly more lacking in clothes and knew each other better in whole new ways.
And Fandom was being Fandom again, but that was not for them to know yet. They'd find out soon enough.
[ooc: Just for that one guy, and for that other smaller guy who'll cause a whole lot of emo despite being adorbs, and then probably that third guy with some more emo.]
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"Nope!" Dorian said, waving back. "No clue! I know who you are though! You're my mum! Hi!"
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Because she already had the feeling she was going to be wanting to go out and be a little reckless come Monday evening, Valentine's Day or not.
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Dorian bounced a little in her arms. "Can we play now? Can we can we can we?"
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Please don't say anything that'll hurt, please don't say anything that'll hurt, please don't --
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"It's a..." Kate had to clear her throat, to hide whatever devastation-like thing wanted to bubble up and make itself obvious on her face. She'd excelled at faking yesterday, she could keep doing it. "It's a very long name, yeah. It's a good name. Have you, uh, have you seen your... dad, yet?"
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That was about when she realized why that first name had been so familiar. She understood why they would have chosen that but seriously, that was a pretty morbid pileup of names from dead people, right there.
"I think I should call him, get him to come here."
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"Oh, well, sometimes he goes off and does his own thing," Kate replied, smoothly enough. "It's good to not always be together."
Especially if you had broken up a few months before.
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"No, he goes off to... to buy books and walk and do other boring daddy stuff like that. I promise, he doesn't go get himself hurt, and of course he comes back."
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"Yes, okay, I will," Kate said, keeping her voice calm. Keeping her hand in his, she reached for her bag, then rummaged around in it for her bag for a moment before finding her phone. "See? I'll call him and he'll come."
She picked the right number and held the phone up to her ear without having the faintest clue about what exactly she was supposed to say.
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"Yes?" he asked, tone clipped.
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"Hi. Could you come by?" She was trying to keep her tone neutral and light all at the same time, mostly for poor Dorian's sake. "I have a little guy who's really missing his dad, here. Like the day after prom came a little early this year."
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"Yes. I'll be there shortly," he said and hung up the phone. He rubbed his face, his eyes and then headed down a few floors so his heart could broken again, he guessed.
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"He'll be here soon," she told Dorian with what she hoped was a reassuring smile as she was putting her phone away. "He's not far."
And now the open door was getting expectant looks, and she was just a little terrified although she was trying to stomp on that feeling as hard as she could.
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He didn't say anything though and his eyes weren't on Kate either. They were on the child in the room.
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"Daddy! Hi hi hi! Hullo! I missed you!"
Meanwhile, in the background, Kate straightened up and... stood there by her bed, awkwardly. Yes.
At some point she was finally going to realize she wasn't wearing her own shirt.
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"I've missed you too," he said, since it seemed like the thing that would make him feel better. "I apologize for not being here when you arrived. That wasn't very nice of me."
He still didn't look at Kate. Not yet.
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"Are you fuzzy, daddy?" Dorian wondered, beaming at him. "Did you just wake up? I can tell you my name!"
He had absolutely no problem with that. It was the best name ever, his parents said so. His creepy uncles-of-a-sort probably thought too.
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And he made sure to hold the boy gently, keep Dorian close to his own body so he'd know he was protected and wanted. He did remember that from his own childhood.
"I haven't just woken up but it's been a long few months for daddy so a reminder would be very polite," Bod told him, nodding. "What's your name?"
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