While the bond wasn't common, it wasn't an extreme rarity either. It was often celebrated quietly given how difficult it was for partners to find each other in the vastness of the world. For them, hiding their bond had been a matter of long-term survival. Omnic forces were smart, could learn and they certainly knew the kinds of people to target. After that, the political ring was no place for a tightly bonded pair, not when his position allowed him to cover Reyes, who could do the best work if out of the limelight. Sometimes he wished their friends knew. Other times, it was still best to keep it all so very private.
"I know. We just got lucky," he murmured, hand still stroking Gabe's skin. "I never thought I'd get over Vincent and then I met you," he added with a low hum that turned to a light cough. Damn cement dust. "I could make do without you, but I'd be terrible and horrible to be around." If Gabe was gone too long on missions, he was known to get taciturn and best to be avoided. "Fine craftmanship holding my face together according to the mirror I looked into."
He closed his eyes briefly, looking over at the water glasses. He nodded slowly, more tempted by a warm meal than water at this point. "Take it slow so you don't puke everywhere," he agreed, hand stroking up and down Gabe's arm. "I want a warm meal. I may as well get something pleasant out of having to eat them in a grungy hotel like this." He couldn't shake the idea he felt cold even if he was perfectly warm right now. "I hope that assassin at least had good flavours of MREs. Just our luck he can't even manage something tasty." Though no one ate MREs for their taste.
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Date: 2019-06-14 05:10 am (UTC)"I know. We just got lucky," he murmured, hand still stroking Gabe's skin. "I never thought I'd get over Vincent and then I met you," he added with a low hum that turned to a light cough. Damn cement dust. "I could make do without you, but I'd be terrible and horrible to be around." If Gabe was gone too long on missions, he was known to get taciturn and best to be avoided. "Fine craftmanship holding my face together according to the mirror I looked into."
He closed his eyes briefly, looking over at the water glasses. He nodded slowly, more tempted by a warm meal than water at this point. "Take it slow so you don't puke everywhere," he agreed, hand stroking up and down Gabe's arm. "I want a warm meal. I may as well get something pleasant out of having to eat them in a grungy hotel like this." He couldn't shake the idea he felt cold even if he was perfectly warm right now. "I hope that assassin at least had good flavours of MREs. Just our luck he can't even manage something tasty." Though no one ate MREs for their taste.