[DAD!!! Lavi immediately follows the scent of smoke -- weird how even on a day like this, the smell is instantly nostalgic. But the person on the other end isn't Bookman, cold and unfeeling. It's Jingheng, who as cold as he might look, can feel so much.]
[ yeah but don't tell anyone he feels things because like. he has an image to maintain of being mostly an asshole. anyways he will look up when lavi happens by and shakes his head, hands clasped together.
what does he even have to say? ]
Hey.
[ he moves over wherever he's sitting, leaving space. ]
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week 2, friday
...Hey. [he's worried...] ...I'm sorry, Jingheng.
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what does he even have to say? ]
Hey.
[ he moves over wherever he's sitting, leaving space. ]
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Lavi gingerly slides into the space next to him.]
Cosmos... [...] I told him he could stay with me and Tuuri this week. We were at the theater, with a few others.
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[ and it's a start, he just glances downwards, blowing smoke from his nose. ]
Mm. Cosmos. That's the name I knew him by when I met him in our room.
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[...]
I asked him if I could use it too, after she died.
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When we met in our room, I asked him what he wanted to be called and that was the first name he told me of.
Didn't want to call him Nameless.