Re: Tomorrow (Nani/Cobra/David OT3) (2/2)teaandhoneyDecember 28 2012, 08:07:59 UTC
It is a delicate thing to her - growing within her mind until she feels truly comfortable with the idea to make it a reality. Cobra is supportive the entire way although she can tell he feels they should make a firm decision soon, he is far more empathetic then he comes across and it bothers him deeply to see David yearning so - and she knows, because she has known him since childhood, that it is far more the companionship he craves than the intimacy.
And it is that - having him leave their large, but somehow still crowded, home at the end of another night for his small apartment (and it feel so very very wrong)- that finally makes her come to a resolution.
It is rare to grab another moment of quiet to broach the subject. The opportunity ends up presenting itself on just a random late at night after all but the three of them have gone to bed. David is postponing heading off himself while Cobra does that night’s dinner dishes.
A single glance passed between them while she slide the last plates into the sudsy water clearly tells him her intentions. And, with his hands full, he kisses her temple as she passes in encouragement.
Nani feels she’s going to need it.
She slides into the seat across from David and it is only moment before she is floundering badly. It made sense in her head, that this was the perfect answer to their problem but she can’t seem to talk about it directly. And instead has gone into some sort of metaphor. She almost feels like it’s a disembodied experience watching herself talking about flowers - her brain caught how this idea grew and bloomed.
And poor David has that adorably confused look on his face.
Cobra stops washing dishes to sit at the table he takes a seat between the two of them. Nani almost feels likes he is physically grounding her as he intertwines their fingers. Her flow of words stopping abruptly.
And she can almost feel David’s stare - it is again Cobra though who reaches out his other hand for David’s. She hears him suck in his breath at the movement , the symbolism of which saying so much more than she could.
Nani allows herself to stare at her rock of a partner for a moment, the way his large tattooed knuckles offset their two similar skin tones. The way his presence is able to bridge that gap between David and her that somehow always seemed insurmountable.
Cobra is here now though and so she is able to look David in the eyes and ask him, “Do you want this?” without a hint of blush.
His, “Yes,” is earnest and heartbreaking because she can see the fear behind it. That he doesn’t quite believe this is happening, that this is just a dream that will be snatched away.
But it isn’t a dream. And tonight David doesn’t go back to his apartment.
And tomorrow there will be teasing and pancakes. Sunshine and kisses. Lazing around and panicked running around for lost back packs.
And it is that - having him leave their large, but somehow still crowded, home at the end of another night for his small apartment (and it feel so very very wrong)- that finally makes her come to a resolution.
It is rare to grab another moment of quiet to broach the subject. The opportunity ends up presenting itself on just a random late at night after all but the three of them have gone to bed. David is postponing heading off himself while Cobra does that night’s dinner dishes.
A single glance passed between them while she slide the last plates into the sudsy water clearly tells him her intentions. And, with his hands full, he kisses her temple as she passes in encouragement.
Nani feels she’s going to need it.
She slides into the seat across from David and it is only moment before she is floundering badly. It made sense in her head, that this was the perfect answer to their problem but she can’t seem to talk about it directly. And instead has gone into some sort of metaphor. She almost feels like it’s a disembodied experience watching herself talking about flowers - her brain caught how this idea grew and bloomed.
And poor David has that adorably confused look on his face.
Cobra stops washing dishes to sit at the table he takes a seat between the two of them. Nani almost feels likes he is physically grounding her as he intertwines their fingers. Her flow of words stopping abruptly.
And she can almost feel David’s stare - it is again Cobra though who reaches out his other hand for David’s. She hears him suck in his breath at the movement , the symbolism of which saying so much more than she could.
Nani allows herself to stare at her rock of a partner for a moment, the way his large tattooed knuckles offset their two similar skin tones. The way his presence is able to bridge that gap between David and her that somehow always seemed insurmountable.
Cobra is here now though and so she is able to look David in the eyes and ask him, “Do you want this?” without a hint of blush.
His, “Yes,” is earnest and heartbreaking because she can see the fear behind it. That he doesn’t quite believe this is happening, that this is just a dream that will be snatched away.
But it isn’t a dream. And tonight David doesn’t go back to his apartment.
And tomorrow there will be teasing and pancakes. Sunshine and kisses. Lazing around and panicked running around for lost back packs.
Tomorrow their whole family will be home.
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