shortsightedlove | [009: Video]

[He blinks. And then looks almost hurt. Why is Omega so sure it can only go wrong?] I will never leave you. [No matter how any hypothetical romance were to turn out, he would never reject his friend. They'd be friends still, he's sure of that.]

[He holds him tighter.] How are you so sure? Nothing ever works for us, Rass. Nothing.

[He doesn't mind.] When I thought you were dead... [He doesn't know how to convey the sheer desperation he had felt in that moment, in the control room, when the reality of what had just happened had hit him. He doesn't know how to convey the grief and the rage he had felt afterwards.] I can't be without you. [That's the closest he can get to it right now.]

[Omega feels tears start to blur his vision, the emotion of the moment and the truth, for him, behind that phrase 'I can't be without you' signifies everything that he's afraid of.]

...Omega? [He steps back a little, to see his friends face and... Oh no. Again! Could he just once stop making...] Omega, don't cry.

[He rubs his eyes and looks away.] I'm just… I'm sorry.

[He swallows.] What is it, my friend?

[He looks at him. Oh so brave!] I can't live without you either.

[Rassilon looks back.] All the more reason to never leave you.

[Omega nods but doesn't speak. He can't.]

[He reaches for Omega's arm, touching it lightly.]

[Omega reacts to the touch, reaching out him in turn.]

[Rassilon lets him and smiles slightly.] Better now?

Better. [He's not crying.]

Good. If... it upsets you, we need not talk about it. [For now. But he doesn't say that.]

[Omega nods thoughtfully.] I think that might be best, for now.

I see. [He's still smiling.] But you understand, yes? I will never leave you.

[He smiles cautiously.] I understand.

[He's a bit disappointed by the caution but leans forward, his forehead against Omega's.]

[Omega leans against him, his arms going around his shoulders.

[Rassilon returns the gesture, practically hugging his friend.]

This place has taken for a funny turn, Rass. I don't know what to make of it. Howie, Una's friend, was happily agreeing with Narvin yesterday! [W. T. F.]

[He frowns, slightly taken aback by the sudden change of subject.] Truly? How peculiar. To agree with Narvin, of all people... [Silence.] Perhaps he and Una are not friends anymore?

No, that's not it, he wasn't doing it to spite her, he thought Narvin was right. [He looks at Rassilon.] I want you to take care. There is something wrong and I don't know what it is yet.

...I see. And I shall, my friend; do I not always? I will simply stay in my room, not much can happen then. But you take care as well, alright? Don't get into trouble again.

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