[ They don't talk about that all that much, do they? Those three years in the suite seem so far away now, two worlds ago, a different life, a different them. Wu, so wrapped up in himself, in his position, in trying to make the best of a bad situation, bringing Mako along for the ride even if he didn't want to be there.
Who would have thought they'd be here, now? Sitting on a frigid beach in a different world, seeing more deeply into the other than either of them probably thought possible, sharing something so intimate, taking such a big step. ]
Seriously.
[ It's almost silly to try and keep this conversation up while thinking so many different things, seeing them reflected back from Mako's mind. He pushes some of Mako's too-long hair back from his face ]
You know, you have to get a haircut before the wedding.
[ Mako snorts, warm and amused and full of love, and turns to press a kiss to the soft skin of Wu's wrist. A year ago, he would've insisted his hair was fine, gotten weird about the word wedding. A year ago the tiny voice in him terrified of anything going well, sure that it was all going to be ripped away would have spiked up in alarm, sent warnings flaring through his body.
Today, he lets his eyes flutter closed, enjoying the closeness of Wu. ]
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Who would have thought they'd be here, now? Sitting on a frigid beach in a different world, seeing more deeply into the other than either of them probably thought possible, sharing something so intimate, taking such a big step. ]
Seriously.
[ It's almost silly to try and keep this conversation up while thinking so many different things, seeing them reflected back from Mako's mind. He pushes some of Mako's too-long hair back from his face ]
You know, you have to get a haircut before the wedding.
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Today, he lets his eyes flutter closed, enjoying the closeness of Wu. ]
Yeah, I know.