tp5: kippei and shinji
May. 8th, 2006 04:53 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shattermeltKippei stared down at the note on his bed, and read it three times. Then he dropped it, letting it flutter to the floor like a dead leaf, and rubbed the back of his neck as he stared at the wall where, if this had been a groundbased structure, there would probably have been a window. Shinji was spending the night in Brown, to visit Inanna. That was fair enough. Fucking curfew. It was too late now to go after him. Kippei ignored the oddly crushing sense of disappointment, and went about getting ready for sleep the way he used to, before Shinji.
It was like saying before space travel, or before the war. Before something that changed the world so completely that you could barely remember what it had been like... but it hadn't been that long, really, and habits died hard.
Or not, because once he'd changed into sleeping clothes and stood beside the bed, it looked decidedly unattractive. He went out to sit on the couch for awhile instead, until he was tired enough not to care that his bed was far emptier than it should be. He fell asleep there, and woke up early in the morning with a stiff neck and cold from lack of blankets. Dammit. And Shinji still wasn't home, probably wouldn't be until this evening, and didn't that just suck. Since he was awake anyway, he went ahead and went to work, even though it was much too early, and by the time he came home again he was, for some reason, half expecting Shinji to still be gone.
It was like saying before space travel, or before the war. Before something that changed the world so completely that you could barely remember what it had been like... but it hadn't been that long, really, and habits died hard.
Or not, because once he'd changed into sleeping clothes and stood beside the bed, it looked decidedly unattractive. He went out to sit on the couch for awhile instead, until he was tired enough not to care that his bed was far emptier than it should be. He fell asleep there, and woke up early in the morning with a stiff neck and cold from lack of blankets. Dammit. And Shinji still wasn't home, probably wouldn't be until this evening, and didn't that just suck. Since he was awake anyway, he went ahead and went to work, even though it was much too early, and by the time he came home again he was, for some reason, half expecting Shinji to still be gone.
