General Relativity (130-131/?)
anonymous
August 31 2010, 04:57:40 UTC
CXXX. The Gaussian Co-ordinate System is a Logical Generalization of the Cartesian Co-ordinate System
The breaking point came when Alfred wore the necklace to school again. It took Matthew half of the class period to realize what was perturbing him-he was so used to seeing it dangling from Alfred’s neck outside of campus grounds that it didn’t sink in right away. But he was caught up in dreams yet-stark things that dragged out of his sleep and into the waking world, half-soft images of limbs intertwined and trying to fish the moonlight out of Alfred’s glasses-and when Alfred cheerfully stood up on the stool to demonstrate how you couldn’t actually reach the moon, the colors dappling across the room as the sun hit him were like a slap in the face.
Matthew’s heart thundered. He covered his eyes and willed something to make sense from the cluster of sudden panic. He thought he was going to throw up. He thought he was going to scream.
He didn’t catch when the bell rang. Absorbed in his disorder, it wasn’t until Alfred tucked his fingers into Matthew’s hair and tugged him up-so carefully, worry in his voice, like a lover would, only a lover-that Matthew came back to himself. When he did, he flinched back and stood. The classroom was empty.
“Why are you wearing that?”
Alfred’s brow furrowed. He looked at his jacket.
“Not that! The necklace!”
If anything, it brought more confusion. “You gave it to me. I like it. Why wouldn’t I-”
“What if someone-what if it’s not safe to-”
“Whoa, wait up!” Alfred snagged his arms and held him still, kept him grounded. He stared Matthew down, and deep inside of the tiny pitfall that had become Matthew’s core, something stabilized enough to gain a sense of conduct. “You okay? D’you need to sit down? You’re breathing hard, you’re scaring the shit out of me-”
“I’m so busy looking at you,” Matthew said, clutching him, “that it’s too hard to see if there’s something happening around us. What if we’re obvious? I mean, some people know.”
“What? What people? Kiku?”
“I have to go,” strangled Matthew. He wrenched out of Alfred’s grip, flipping his backpack recklessly over a shoulder. When he hurried out of the classroom, there were no footsteps in the hall but his own; he felt impossibly glad and angry at the same time.
CXXXI. This “Infinitely Dense” System
Two hours later, he felt devastated by his own stupidity.
Why do you always bumble the things you pick up? Matthew asked himself, rubbing the persistent soreness in his chest as he trudged up the sidewalk to Alfred’s apartment complex. It was getting dark out and the sky that kept them together in so many ways was carrying the faint essence of pink from a reluctantly fading sun. Can’t you-just once-not overthink and ruin the things you’re so desperate to protect?
When Alfred opened the door, Matthew felt a thousand times worse.
“I can’t do anything there,” said Alfred, haltingly. His red-rimmed eyes were bold against his skin; he’d been crying, a little, and Matthew could tell. “I mean, I can’t-I wanted so bad to go to your dorm and find out what the fuck was going on, but then we’d all be screwed, wouldn’t we. I must’ve sat outside for-”
“I need you to be more careful,” Matthew interrupted. He read the expression on Alfred’s face and added, “Because I don’t want to lose you over some stupid mistake, okay? Maybe it seems ridiculous, the kinds of things I’m ripping my hair out over. But it’s all because I don’t want to get caught and mess up everything for us, it’s not like…”
“You have to tell me that kind of stuff. You have to tell me what’s making you nervous.”
“I know. I know, I know, and god,” he covered his face, “I completely lost my head today over something stupid. I know. But I’m-I really-”
Re: General Relativity (130-131/?)
anonymous
August 31 2010, 05:25:18 UTC
Sweet MERCIFUL LORD anon you're giving me a heartattack D8
Oh God, I'm so terribly relieved that they're going to try to slow down the public advances, because jesus! When Al kissed him in the classroom I wanted to scream at the monitor! What if someone saw them. Oh man, it's probably Edward who's going to spill the beans on them isn't it D'B Him or Ludwig I'm assuming.
“D’you want to come in?” asked Alfred, quietly.
He did. OhboyOhboyOhboyOhboy Sooo...like, is anything going to happen then? CB
Goddamnit, why are they so adorable! Much love anon <3 captcha: Self-mutilation motely. Omg captcha, I certainly hope not! D8
Re: General Relativity (130-131/?)
anonymous
August 31 2010, 05:35:43 UTC
“I can’t do anything there,” said Alfred, haltingly. His red-rimmed eyes were bold against his skin; he’d been crying, a little, and Matthew could tell.
WAHHHHHHHHHH, poor Alfred! ;;O;; Matthew just couldn't handle having his two worlds collide so suddenly and so obviously like that. Still, Alfred wasn't wrong to feel something in his heart cry out at Matthew's reaction. I absoultely love how passionate your characters feel! =O Amazing!
The breaking point came when Alfred wore the necklace to school again. It took Matthew half of the class period to realize what was perturbing him-he was so used to seeing it dangling from Alfred’s neck outside of campus grounds that it didn’t sink in right away. But he was caught up in dreams yet-stark things that dragged out of his sleep and into the waking world, half-soft images of limbs intertwined and trying to fish the moonlight out of Alfred’s glasses-and when Alfred cheerfully stood up on the stool to demonstrate how you couldn’t actually reach the moon, the colors dappling across the room as the sun hit him were like a slap in the face.
Matthew’s heart thundered. He covered his eyes and willed something to make sense from the cluster of sudden panic. He thought he was going to throw up. He thought he was going to scream.
He didn’t catch when the bell rang. Absorbed in his disorder, it wasn’t until Alfred tucked his fingers into Matthew’s hair and tugged him up-so carefully, worry in his voice, like a lover would, only a lover-that Matthew came back to himself. When he did, he flinched back and stood. The classroom was empty.
“Why are you wearing that?”
Alfred’s brow furrowed. He looked at his jacket.
“Not that! The necklace!”
If anything, it brought more confusion. “You gave it to me. I like it. Why wouldn’t I-”
“What if someone-what if it’s not safe to-”
“Whoa, wait up!” Alfred snagged his arms and held him still, kept him grounded. He stared Matthew down, and deep inside of the tiny pitfall that had become Matthew’s core, something stabilized enough to gain a sense of conduct. “You okay? D’you need to sit down? You’re breathing hard, you’re scaring the shit out of me-”
“I’m so busy looking at you,” Matthew said, clutching him, “that it’s too hard to see if there’s something happening around us. What if we’re obvious? I mean, some people know.”
“What? What people? Kiku?”
“I have to go,” strangled Matthew. He wrenched out of Alfred’s grip, flipping his backpack recklessly over a shoulder. When he hurried out of the classroom, there were no footsteps in the hall but his own; he felt impossibly glad and angry at the same time.
CXXXI. This “Infinitely Dense” System
Two hours later, he felt devastated by his own stupidity.
Why do you always bumble the things you pick up? Matthew asked himself, rubbing the persistent soreness in his chest as he trudged up the sidewalk to Alfred’s apartment complex. It was getting dark out and the sky that kept them together in so many ways was carrying the faint essence of pink from a reluctantly fading sun. Can’t you-just once-not overthink and ruin the things you’re so desperate to protect?
When Alfred opened the door, Matthew felt a thousand times worse.
“I can’t do anything there,” said Alfred, haltingly. His red-rimmed eyes were bold against his skin; he’d been crying, a little, and Matthew could tell. “I mean, I can’t-I wanted so bad to go to your dorm and find out what the fuck was going on, but then we’d all be screwed, wouldn’t we. I must’ve sat outside for-”
“I need you to be more careful,” Matthew interrupted. He read the expression on Alfred’s face and added, “Because I don’t want to lose you over some stupid mistake, okay? Maybe it seems ridiculous, the kinds of things I’m ripping my hair out over. But it’s all because I don’t want to get caught and mess up everything for us, it’s not like…”
“You have to tell me that kind of stuff. You have to tell me what’s making you nervous.”
“I know. I know, I know, and god,” he covered his face, “I completely lost my head today over something stupid. I know. But I’m-I really-”
He wanted to say it. He didn’t.
“D’you want to come in?” asked Alfred, quietly.
He did.
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Oh God, I'm so terribly relieved that they're going to try to slow down the public advances, because jesus! When Al kissed him in the classroom I wanted to scream at the monitor! What if someone saw them. Oh man, it's probably Edward who's going to spill the beans on them isn't it D'B Him or Ludwig I'm assuming.
“D’you want to come in?” asked Alfred, quietly.
He did.
OhboyOhboyOhboyOhboy Sooo...like, is anything going to happen then? CB
Goddamnit, why are they so adorable! Much love anon <3
captcha: Self-mutilation motely. Omg captcha, I certainly hope not! D8
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WAHHHHHHHHHH, poor Alfred! ;;O;; Matthew just couldn't handle having his two worlds collide so suddenly and so obviously like that. Still, Alfred wasn't wrong to feel something in his heart cry out at Matthew's reaction. I absoultely love how passionate your characters feel! =O Amazing!
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