viditlibertas: (☆ Moral dilemmas)
Al Saiduq ([personal profile] viditlibertas) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2012-10-05 04:59 pm

☆ Crumbling Routine

Characters: Alcor, Yamato, and kinda open to anyone who wants to gawk at Dadcor?
Setting: After this network post, Floor 3 Library
Format: capslock The most delicate and hand-picked "I will follow you"
Summary: Alcor is having what is akin to a panic attack at Yamato existing. Overprotectiveness engage!
Warnings: Given how emotional Alcor's been after the bodyswap, if you look at Yamato funny he might get up in your face. |D;

When he said he'd be "right there", he wasn't exaggerating. Alcor had teleported clear down from his room, despite his sulking, and right in to the library. Finding Yamato and Lucifer's chosen hadn't been difficult, but he'd probably have to apologize for being rude later- he didn't even say a word to Aleph before scooping Yamato up. Even if the child was bound to be upset by it (he was a Mature Adult after all), Saiduq couldn't bring himself to fuss and worry about such things. He just wanted to...hold him.

The more philosophical aspect of his mind wanted to debate how his form had taken to physical contact lately, but the thought was shoved clear out. Not the time. Deal with that later. Be a fussy dad-figure now.

"...Yamato Hotsuin."

No, he's not going to think about his death either. In fact, he's not going to think at all. Nothing else is important enough to distract him right now.
bittydragon: (blank side look)

[personal profile] bittydragon 2012-10-13 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Yamato wasn't bothered when Alcor vanished, he would return with something no doubt, and was trying to sort of fluff up his bed somehow when, indeed, Alcor returned carrying a blanket and...

Yamato squinted. "What's that?"
bittydragon: (awe)

[personal profile] bittydragon 2012-10-13 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Yamato could indeed feel the magic, and he looked, well-

Stunned.

He blinked, then looked at Alcor, then back at the necklace, his expression one of slight uncertainty. Alcor was giving him something? A present? He knew what the definition of a present was, because demons like to be given presents during negotiations but - he had never been given one.

How did one react in this situation? He didn't know.

"Oh," he settled on saying. It sounded a bit weak to him though, and he desperately groped for something else to add on. "It has the Big Dipper on it."

God you're so dumb, Yamato.
bittydragon: (embarrassed!)

[personal profile] bittydragon 2012-10-13 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Yamato didn't know what his feelings were doing.

They were sort of leaping up and down like hyperactive Nue, up into his throat down his chest into his stomach and then stomping about until he wanted to curl up into a ball and lie there for days. He couldn't explain why, and he fidgeted with the sleeves of his kimono, the weight of Alcor's hand on his head just adding to the weird jumping Nue feelings.

"I-I see..."
bittydragon: (light blush)

[personal profile] bittydragon 2012-10-13 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Yamato felt himself be soothed by Alcor's soft humming, and the jumping Nue feelings slowly died down until he could breathe a little easier without his throat burning uncomfortably. He hesitantly scooted a bit closer to his caretaker, until he was practically enveloped in the warm spiritual energy the star gave off, and listened as the humming slowly lilted up into that weird way of speaking Alcor did occasionally.

He lifted his sleeve up, rubbing his eyes, and then, hesitantly, hummed back - although it was a bit more lilting, higher pitched sounding than Alcor's.

"...ᶓʊѮʉʝʤʡ..."