potg: shinji and kippei

[shattermelt]

When Kippei had the chance, he liked to take Shinji back to the hotel when he was leaving, so he could say goodbye. This time he'd made sure he said a nice, long goodbye in front of the hotel with as much kissing as he could manage in the last ten minutes, and then it was really time to go, so he pulled away reluctantly and stuffed his hands in his pockets to keep from reaching out again, looking over his shoulder as he finally walked away. Shinji was leaving and that always, always hurt.

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[shattermelt.livejournal.com]

Kippei smiled wryly. That again. But he did like the job, a lot, couldn't really imagine doing anything else. And while he felt a bit wary about Shinji spending too much time at the station--more for Shinji's sake than any other reason--it was true that Shinji could visit him there, and...maybe they could work it out.

He didn't like thinking about it, all the difficulties they faced just trying to actually, physically be together. Why in the hell would any crazy gods create soulmates that were literally from different worlds? Soulmates that needed each other, in every kind of way; they couldn't live without each other, and they couldn't live together. Why couldn't one of them go to the other world to stay? It seemed not only stupid but cruel. They would make it work somehow, because they had to; but it wasn't going to be easy.

"I won't quit," he agreed quietly. It wasn't like it would make things better if he did, not really.

[ayretala.livejournal.com]

"...okay," Shinji whispered, kicking off his shoes and feeling a little more like he was 'home', even if it wasn't Kippei's place, which he infinitely prefferred to his own.

"Do you wanna make pancakes with me?" He grinned, not overly serious and yet not really joking. He was always in the mood for pancakes.

[shattermelt.livejournal.com]

"Mmmm," Kippei replied, catching him close and nuzzling him, not really hungry for anything so mundane as food, even if it was Shinji-made pancakes. "Maybe later."

[ayretala.livejournal.com]

"...okay," was Shinji's easy reply again, smiling and wrapping himself around Kippei, nuzzling back and just enjoying it. He hadn't had to say goodbye. It was one more day he got to keep Kippei.

"I'm gonna keep you forever," he whispered resolutely.

[shattermelt.livejournal.com]

"Forever," Kippei agreed, smiling too as he placed soft feather light kisses all over Shinji's face and neck; but in the back of his mind he wondered, how long was forever? How long did they really have, even now? Shinji seemed to be getting better, but what did that really mean? A few more years? A couple of decades? Could they even hope for a lifetime?

[ayretala.livejournal.com]

Shinji sighed in relief, something in him aching to hear that his own obsessive need, which had only gotten worse since Kippei kissed that mark, was not a one-sided thing; that Kippei wanted the same thing.

He sat up suddenly, curious and pulled down his pants, spreading his legs and twisting the skin around, squinting hard at the place the mark supposedly was, but even nearly blind he could tell there was nothing there. Only Kippei could see it. He sighed and flopped back on the bed, a little disappointed. He supposed he got to feel it, Kippei got to see it...that was a fair trade.

[shattermelt.livejournal.com]

Kippei smirked, watching, the mark easily visible to him although he was not trying particularly hard to spot it, and he was the only one, the only one ever, who could see it. Even Shinji couldn't see it, although Kippei wasn't sure if that was just because his eyes weren't good enough yet or if he really never would be able to.

"Mine," he reminded Shinji smugly, leaning down to kiss Shinji's thigh where the mark was. Shinji was his, and the mark was his, and it was the proof that Shinji was his forever. All his.

[ayretala.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, yours," Shinji mumbled, amused as he reached up to play with a few of the longer strands of gold hair, which finally looked like a gold smudge on Kippei's blurry head. It made him smile and he let his eyes slide closed, just enjoying the peaceful feeling that sank through him when Kippei kissed the mark; the complete, saturating knowledge that he was tied to Kippei forever and nothing could break that bond, not god or sickness. Not even death.