[You walk into your boss's quarters. The warm space in a cave, cozy and safe in the middle of the biting cold of the north. It's not the first time you've been here, and it's not going to be the last. He's sitting in the middle of the room, going over maps and plans. It's familiar.
You start saying something and he cuts you off, sharp, familiar grin on his features, "Don't be so distant now, Nero. I only got this far because of you. How many times do you think your advice saved me from a close call with death? I would have turned into stone a long time ago without you. Our enemies and allies both know that you're number two. Just call me Brad. Go on, try saying it." He reaches out, gently takes your chin in his hand and lightly shakes you by it. It's embarrassing, but you don't pull away.
Slowly you respond back, "Br... Brad..."
He laughs at you, familiar and comforting, ruffling your hair, "What are you getting embarrassed for!". It's a honey sweet memory, and you really do adore him.
Your face is going red, the heat is obvious. There's a warmth in your chest, an intense feeling of affection and belonging. You desperately want to be worthy of him.
The Nero of right now is suffering through this. ]
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You start saying something and he cuts you off, sharp, familiar grin on his features, "Don't be so distant now, Nero. I only got this far because of you. How many times do you think your advice saved me from a close call with death? I would have turned into stone a long time ago without you. Our enemies and allies both know that you're number two. Just call me Brad. Go on, try saying it." He reaches out, gently takes your chin in his hand and lightly shakes you by it. It's embarrassing, but you don't pull away.
Slowly you respond back, "Br... Brad..."
He laughs at you, familiar and comforting, ruffling your hair, "What are you getting embarrassed for!". It's a honey sweet memory, and you really do adore him.
Your face is going red, the heat is obvious. There's a warmth in your chest, an intense feeling of affection and belonging. You desperately want to be worthy of him.
The Nero of right now is suffering through this. ]
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G... GAY...
she looks up at him up and down, with an expression on her face like she's learned something new about him.]
Huh.
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What?
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