alek + lev

[brainward]

A crumpled paperback half covering his face, Lev dozed lightly against the glass covering of his desk. He'd been consciously avoiding home (Chie was likely to want to tell him all about Aleksander's arrival) and his dorm (his brother or sister was likely to come looking for an explanation), so he'd taken to sleeping in his office, emerging only for

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[venivediveci]

Aleksander had entered silently, the door making a tiny creak that was silenced almost immediately. He stepped in, slow and purposeful as his eyes took in the small office, the books, the scattering of papers, trash that had missed the trashcan next to his desk. Distasteful. Aleksander walked towards Lev, a small path clearing seemingly by itself as a tiny controlled wind blew the trash away and off the chair that was opposite of his dozing little brother.

He sat, one slow motion, crossed his leg and waited in continued silence.

[brainward]

Lev woke up about thirty minutes later to the rustling of papers. He blinked down at his desk, then the floor. That wasn't where he'd left his grant proposal, was it...? Fuzzy-headed, he gradually lifted his eyes to the room at large. That was when he noticed Aleksander, patiently waiting and thumbing through some official-looking documents.

That was when he pushed hard against the mat on the carpet, practically sending his wheely-chair into a filing cabinet.

"A-ah..." Fuck if this wasn't the worst thing he'd ever woke up to.

[venivediveci]

Aleksander raised his head up to look at his brother.

"Good afternoon, Levushka." His eye looked down, noting the rumpled outfit his youngest sibling had on. The papers stayed in his hand as he made no move from where he was sitting in the chair.

"You are awake."

[brainward]

"I hope to fuck I never dream about you," he mumbled, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. What the fuck was this? "Do you need something?"