RP Log #6 - Reunion ~ a tad too late
((Zex ish reunited with Auron, yay!))
Auron finds Zexion's apartment easily enough, but no one answers when he knocks. no problem, his lockpick lets him in easily enough. he'll just be here waiting for his junior.
It had been a long, exhausting day. Zexion only arrived at his small, decrepit little apartment (damn his superiors) at around midnight. Sighing, he went to unlock the door, only to find it... unlocked? Weird... Cautious, he walked in, turning on the lights and ready for anything
Auron's sitting on the couch, coat laying neatly over the back." yo.
Zexion nearly leapt out of his skin at the sight of the older man, holding onto his chest as he stared at him in shock for a long moment before cursing. "Damnit, Auron. You want to kill your partner?"
"would it be me if I didn't make an entrance? you havn't been answering your phone."
"I...", he twiddled his thumbs, "I've been busy... Blame the old coots who sent me to this town on my OWN."
"I finally got them to send me over to help you." he stood up and walked over, nearly towering over his younger partner.
"... Thanks. Bit late though, everything's settled here. Though your expertise would have been greatly appreciated earlier." Zexion said, obvious exhaustion in the way he talked.
In his usual way, he took zexion's arm and led him to the couch so the smaller detective could sit. "case isn't closed so you should fill me in."
The rookie followed eagerly, always loyal to the detective he had once only been able to idolize from afar. However, as soon as he was asked about the case, his expression turned worried, almost fearful. Biting his lip, he shook his head. "I... It was found that P-Penelo was not r-raped... Nothing further to investigate."
"that's not what I heard earlier..."
Zexion shrugged, though that same anxious look was plastered on his face. "I ... changed my opinion."
"what's wrong zexion? you're pale..." he started to reach over to the younger man
Zexion jumped at the attempt to comfort him, shifting in his seat and averting his eyes. "Nothing... Just tired... Really long day today, I'm just tired..."
"then you should go and rest. you need it." he pulled his hand back
Without a word, the younger detective nodded, letting himself slump down and resting his head on the armrest of the couch. "... You got a place to sleep?" he asked before yawning.
"I was thinking about crashing on your couch."
Letting out a soft moan as he curled up, getting more comfortable, Zexion shook his head. "Uh-uh. I'm here. Not moving. ... Bed's free." he could already feel himself drifting off.
"alright." he made a gruff chuckle before going to the bedroom and finding a blanket to tuck around zexion.
Under normal circumstances, the little rookie would never act this way in front of Auron. The other detective, being something of an idol, was someone he never liked to show his weak side to... but after the ordeal with Dr. Cid earlier that day he just didn't have the energy to care.
Auron was concerned... but he would talk with him later. he made sure the blanket wasnt going to fall off and smoothed his partner's pale hair down. "we'll talk in the morning."
The only response Auron got was a feeble little mumble and a slight shiver from the lump under the blanket.
Auron had alot of time on the force, nearly 15 years now. he knew what an assult victum looked like and his partner was showing all the signs. and the sudden anxitity about being asked about the case means it was related. great, a second rape? oh, he needed to talk to this Dr. Cid himself.
After a short night of fitful sleep, Zexion awoke the sun was just starting to cast rays through the windows of his apartment. Groaning, he hoisted himself from the couch, trying to recollect the events from the previous night... oh, right. Auron. Guessing he was probably still in bed, the younger detective decided to prepare them both some eggs... or whatever he could find that would suit as breakfast.
auron was actully in the shower, washing his hair and shaving before emerging out of the bathroom in rumpled but clean clothes.
After having turned on the stovetop, Zexion turned around to find his partner coming out of the bathroom fresh and clean. "Oh... Did you sleep well? I know the place isn't the greatest..."
"mmm, you should have seen my first apartment." almost fondly. "wasn't much better then this."
"Oh?" Zexion cocked an eyebrow, happy for the fact that he shared something in common with the older detective. Moving closer, he tilted his head. "Were you already working as a detective then?"
"naw rookie. I was 19. I wasn't a detective till I was 24." he tilted his head to look at zexion better with his good eye.
"... Oh. I heard you were the youngest in the force to become a detective..." he couldn't help but smirk, "Guess not, hm?" under that scrutinizing eye, however, his expression quickly faded. "... What?"
"naw, just one of the younger ones.' he looked at him for another long moment. "what were you up to yesterday? out of curiousity"
As soon as the subject was brought up again Zexion shook his head, taking a step back and turning around, distracting himself with the now frying eggs in the pan. "Nothing of interest."
"zexion." he was using his interogation voice. "what were you up to yesterday?"
Wincing under the tone of voice Auron used, Zexion refused to turn around, half-heartedly poking at the eggs. "I've been under a lot of stress... I spent most of the day just wandering around and trying to clear my head."
"is that all?"
A small, insignificant piece of him was desperate to say no, to reveal it all, to break off from the hold Dr. Cid still had on his mind, but it was far too overshadowed by the dean's power. "Yes..."
"... alright." he resisted the urge to pull zexion against him and try to comfort him, such affection might not be welcome in his partner's state. better to just give him a little room. so he changed the subject "did you make coffee?"
Turning his head, he looked at his partner from the corner of his eye. "I only drink tea."
"...tea it is, then." he was going to have to pick up a small coffeemaker if he was going to spend any time here... he needed his roofing-tar like fix.
In fact, Zexion hadn't even thought to prepare his traditional tea that morning... Content with just focusing on the eggs, he remained back facing Auron until they were ready and he was forced to turn in order to put the plates on his small table.
his partner sat watching him carefully, trying to spot any change in behavior or charecter. it was what he did best. "thanks for the eggs"
He shrugged, taking a seat. "You're welcome... Sorry I don't have anything else. I don't usually prepare for two." he forced a half-smile, attempting to act casual in the face of his partner.
"it's alright." he eyed him again, with that odd tilt to get him in sight. "did you sleep well?"
Again with that scrutinizing look... the younger man felt like he was in the suspect's chair. "... Well enough." he mumbled, and as if on cue he let out an intense yawn.
"why don't you stay in and rest today." less of a question and more of a statement. "I'll take a look around town."
At that Zexion opened his mouth to protest, but stopped himself... If he said he had somewhere to be, Auron would either want to come with him or force him to stay... as much as he preferred either of those options, his voice just wouldn't let him express it. Sighing, he took a bite of his egg. "... Fine." If his partner was out and about, there was nothing preventing him from doing what Dr. Cid had asked of him.
he heard that pause. looks like today will be spent stalking his partner and seeing what was up. he politly ate his egg, letting his partner think that was simply that. and when he found who had messed with his partner, he would kill that person and tear it into so many peices that the body would never be identified. his partner was HIS and no one was allowed to touch him.
In a way Zexion was thankful for the silence as they ate; the more he was being forced into lying to Auron, the more stress he felt building within him. However, he was skeptical... just what was the other detective thinking of him?
auron just kept quiet until he finished his food, setting the empty plate in the sink and getting his coat
As he noticed Auron move to leave, Zexion poked at his food, biting his lip. "If you're going out on detective business, don't bother with the university. You'll discover nothing more than I already found out."
"mm." he simply responded. that was a very off thing to say.. esp since zexion hadn't told him a thing of what he found out.... maybe someone had him under thier control? unlikely... but there were very odd people out there, like himelf. he couldn't discount anything yet.
"Auron..." he cocked an eyebrow inquisitively, leaning back in his chair. "When should I expect you back?"
"hmm... whenever I find what I'm looking for. but don't expect that to be early."
"What you're looking for? What might that be?" he pressed, now standing and taking a step closer.
he just gave him an odd little smile and left the apartment, pulling on his trenchcoat
With a frown Zexion watched his partner turn and leave, watching him for a moment before letting out a sigh, the still-conscious part of him hoping that his partner, being the idyllic detective he remembered him as, would be able to succeed in what he had not.
Auron finds Zexion's apartment easily enough, but no one answers when he knocks. no problem, his lockpick lets him in easily enough. he'll just be here waiting for his junior.
It had been a long, exhausting day. Zexion only arrived at his small, decrepit little apartment (damn his superiors) at around midnight. Sighing, he went to unlock the door, only to find it... unlocked? Weird... Cautious, he walked in, turning on the lights and ready for anything
Auron's sitting on the couch, coat laying neatly over the back." yo.
Zexion nearly leapt out of his skin at the sight of the older man, holding onto his chest as he stared at him in shock for a long moment before cursing. "Damnit, Auron. You want to kill your partner?"
"would it be me if I didn't make an entrance? you havn't been answering your phone."
"I...", he twiddled his thumbs, "I've been busy... Blame the old coots who sent me to this town on my OWN."
"I finally got them to send me over to help you." he stood up and walked over, nearly towering over his younger partner.
"... Thanks. Bit late though, everything's settled here. Though your expertise would have been greatly appreciated earlier." Zexion said, obvious exhaustion in the way he talked.
In his usual way, he took zexion's arm and led him to the couch so the smaller detective could sit. "case isn't closed so you should fill me in."
The rookie followed eagerly, always loyal to the detective he had once only been able to idolize from afar. However, as soon as he was asked about the case, his expression turned worried, almost fearful. Biting his lip, he shook his head. "I... It was found that P-Penelo was not r-raped... Nothing further to investigate."
"that's not what I heard earlier..."
Zexion shrugged, though that same anxious look was plastered on his face. "I ... changed my opinion."
"what's wrong zexion? you're pale..." he started to reach over to the younger man
Zexion jumped at the attempt to comfort him, shifting in his seat and averting his eyes. "Nothing... Just tired... Really long day today, I'm just tired..."
"then you should go and rest. you need it." he pulled his hand back
Without a word, the younger detective nodded, letting himself slump down and resting his head on the armrest of the couch. "... You got a place to sleep?" he asked before yawning.
"I was thinking about crashing on your couch."
Letting out a soft moan as he curled up, getting more comfortable, Zexion shook his head. "Uh-uh. I'm here. Not moving. ... Bed's free." he could already feel himself drifting off.
"alright." he made a gruff chuckle before going to the bedroom and finding a blanket to tuck around zexion.
Under normal circumstances, the little rookie would never act this way in front of Auron. The other detective, being something of an idol, was someone he never liked to show his weak side to... but after the ordeal with Dr. Cid earlier that day he just didn't have the energy to care.
Auron was concerned... but he would talk with him later. he made sure the blanket wasnt going to fall off and smoothed his partner's pale hair down. "we'll talk in the morning."
The only response Auron got was a feeble little mumble and a slight shiver from the lump under the blanket.
Auron had alot of time on the force, nearly 15 years now. he knew what an assult victum looked like and his partner was showing all the signs. and the sudden anxitity about being asked about the case means it was related. great, a second rape? oh, he needed to talk to this Dr. Cid himself.
After a short night of fitful sleep, Zexion awoke the sun was just starting to cast rays through the windows of his apartment. Groaning, he hoisted himself from the couch, trying to recollect the events from the previous night... oh, right. Auron. Guessing he was probably still in bed, the younger detective decided to prepare them both some eggs... or whatever he could find that would suit as breakfast.
auron was actully in the shower, washing his hair and shaving before emerging out of the bathroom in rumpled but clean clothes.
After having turned on the stovetop, Zexion turned around to find his partner coming out of the bathroom fresh and clean. "Oh... Did you sleep well? I know the place isn't the greatest..."
"mmm, you should have seen my first apartment." almost fondly. "wasn't much better then this."
"Oh?" Zexion cocked an eyebrow, happy for the fact that he shared something in common with the older detective. Moving closer, he tilted his head. "Were you already working as a detective then?"
"naw rookie. I was 19. I wasn't a detective till I was 24." he tilted his head to look at zexion better with his good eye.
"... Oh. I heard you were the youngest in the force to become a detective..." he couldn't help but smirk, "Guess not, hm?" under that scrutinizing eye, however, his expression quickly faded. "... What?"
"naw, just one of the younger ones.' he looked at him for another long moment. "what were you up to yesterday? out of curiousity"
As soon as the subject was brought up again Zexion shook his head, taking a step back and turning around, distracting himself with the now frying eggs in the pan. "Nothing of interest."
"zexion." he was using his interogation voice. "what were you up to yesterday?"
Wincing under the tone of voice Auron used, Zexion refused to turn around, half-heartedly poking at the eggs. "I've been under a lot of stress... I spent most of the day just wandering around and trying to clear my head."
"is that all?"
A small, insignificant piece of him was desperate to say no, to reveal it all, to break off from the hold Dr. Cid still had on his mind, but it was far too overshadowed by the dean's power. "Yes..."
"... alright." he resisted the urge to pull zexion against him and try to comfort him, such affection might not be welcome in his partner's state. better to just give him a little room. so he changed the subject "did you make coffee?"
Turning his head, he looked at his partner from the corner of his eye. "I only drink tea."
"...tea it is, then." he was going to have to pick up a small coffeemaker if he was going to spend any time here... he needed his roofing-tar like fix.
In fact, Zexion hadn't even thought to prepare his traditional tea that morning... Content with just focusing on the eggs, he remained back facing Auron until they were ready and he was forced to turn in order to put the plates on his small table.
his partner sat watching him carefully, trying to spot any change in behavior or charecter. it was what he did best. "thanks for the eggs"
He shrugged, taking a seat. "You're welcome... Sorry I don't have anything else. I don't usually prepare for two." he forced a half-smile, attempting to act casual in the face of his partner.
"it's alright." he eyed him again, with that odd tilt to get him in sight. "did you sleep well?"
Again with that scrutinizing look... the younger man felt like he was in the suspect's chair. "... Well enough." he mumbled, and as if on cue he let out an intense yawn.
"why don't you stay in and rest today." less of a question and more of a statement. "I'll take a look around town."
At that Zexion opened his mouth to protest, but stopped himself... If he said he had somewhere to be, Auron would either want to come with him or force him to stay... as much as he preferred either of those options, his voice just wouldn't let him express it. Sighing, he took a bite of his egg. "... Fine." If his partner was out and about, there was nothing preventing him from doing what Dr. Cid had asked of him.
he heard that pause. looks like today will be spent stalking his partner and seeing what was up. he politly ate his egg, letting his partner think that was simply that. and when he found who had messed with his partner, he would kill that person and tear it into so many peices that the body would never be identified. his partner was HIS and no one was allowed to touch him.
In a way Zexion was thankful for the silence as they ate; the more he was being forced into lying to Auron, the more stress he felt building within him. However, he was skeptical... just what was the other detective thinking of him?
auron just kept quiet until he finished his food, setting the empty plate in the sink and getting his coat
As he noticed Auron move to leave, Zexion poked at his food, biting his lip. "If you're going out on detective business, don't bother with the university. You'll discover nothing more than I already found out."
"mm." he simply responded. that was a very off thing to say.. esp since zexion hadn't told him a thing of what he found out.... maybe someone had him under thier control? unlikely... but there were very odd people out there, like himelf. he couldn't discount anything yet.
"Auron..." he cocked an eyebrow inquisitively, leaning back in his chair. "When should I expect you back?"
"hmm... whenever I find what I'm looking for. but don't expect that to be early."
"What you're looking for? What might that be?" he pressed, now standing and taking a step closer.
he just gave him an odd little smile and left the apartment, pulling on his trenchcoat
With a frown Zexion watched his partner turn and leave, watching him for a moment before letting out a sigh, the still-conscious part of him hoping that his partner, being the idyllic detective he remembered him as, would be able to succeed in what he had not.