there's a niche in his chest where a heart would fit perfectly
It would be a lie to say Nate fees nothing, seeing faces he’d thought lost, people he’d been close to, but he doesn’t let anything actually show. Apart from Adam, Nate doesn’t even let his face shift into more than a distant smile, mismatched eyes taking in everyone who steps out.
When his husband steps forward to wrap Adam’s beau in a hug, Nate stays where he is, a step back, letting Sunjata have his moment, giving him all the time he needs. And when the hug is broken, his hand is there on the attuned’s back, a steady tether.
He’s the one who’s going to need the tether though, a familiar figure paler than death and ascension approaching their strange reunion. Brows pinch together in confusion, worry, twisted strangely by the scar splitting his face before Nate just clicks, settling in ease and oiled words. ”You should see the other guy.” Nate flashes a smile that’s all teeth, and wraps an arm around Sunjata’s shoulder, shaking him a little. ”Sunny here cracked his face right in half.”
When his husband steps forward to wrap Adam’s beau in a hug, Nate stays where he is, a step back, letting Sunjata have his moment, giving him all the time he needs. And when the hug is broken, his hand is there on the attuned’s back, a steady tether.
He’s the one who’s going to need the tether though, a familiar figure paler than death and ascension approaching their strange reunion. Brows pinch together in confusion, worry, twisted strangely by the scar splitting his face before Nate just clicks, settling in ease and oiled words. ”You should see the other guy.” Nate flashes a smile that’s all teeth, and wraps an arm around Sunjata’s shoulder, shaking him a little. ”Sunny here cracked his face right in half.”
NATE
