Mushball universe, anyone who'd like to talk to Jou

[yellowlion]

I sit on the grass in our rear yard, legs crossed, and try to let myself sink into a meditative state. I don't do this very often. It's usually helpful, when I do.

I had the oddest feeling when I first met Joe, that I'd met him before. That this was meant to happen, in some way. Except he should've been wearing a blue leather jacket, and he was in tears, in my lab. Not a shy, troubled schoolkid convinced everything was his fault.

I pushed it aside as a stupid dream. When you have weird-ass dreams all the time anyway it's only too easy to assign meaning to them later.

But now? Now I'm beginning to wonder.

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[bluedolphin]

I sniff away into his chest even though it's even closer to the time of Katsumi and Kazari coming home. What if Joe comes looking for us? I can't upset him even more.

I manage another weak "sorry" even though I really need to get up soon and pull myself together.

[yellowlion]

"Stop apologising for caring," I tell her ruefully. I stroke her hair, cup her face in my hands. I kiss her gently on the lips. "We need someone around here who actually knows how to deal with emotions."

[bluedolphin]

"Not much chance of that, then." I lean in for another kiss, then lean against his shoulder, "I know it's selfish of me, but ... I'm gonna miss Joe so much."