Log: I'll do what I can

[depthlesslock]

Who: York (native) and Sigma Ai
What: Consolation over a lost brother
Where: The Ai household
When: Saturday night
Warnings: Possible swearing

York follows the directions to Sigma's home as fast as he can, his mind running at the same speed. He's going to have to lie. No way around it, he's going to have to act like this is the first time he's heard of the disappearance. Comforting Sigma will be easy, lying to him won't be.

This is so fucked up. He's holding too many threads and not letting too many people know which threads he's holding. Eventually he's going to get tangled in them.

But he can worry about that later. For now, his attention needs to be on Sigma.

At last, he arrives at what his HUD tells him is the correct destination. It's bigger than what he'd expected on the income he'd gathered was brought in, but then again it does have to hold eight people. Not quite big enough to do so with complete ease though. Hurrying up the path, he steps up to the front door and considers pressing the intercom, when he remembers what Sigma said about the kids being in bed. So instead, he sends Sigma a message on the comms.

I'm here.

Comments

[ambitious_muse]

"Until then, we've got to find a way to make things work." Sigma rubs at his eyes with his free hand. Now that Omega has calmed down, all the fight has gone out of him. How late is it now? Luckily tomorrow is Sunday and he doesn't have to be on campus.

[baruthumos]

"Well, I quit the construction, so if you and Epsilon can be home at nights, I should be able to at least keep the house from burning down." Omega is not looking forward to taking over everything Delta was doing. "It'll be practice. For the army of the damned and our world conquest."

See, a joke. Things can't be that bad, if Omega's cracking jokes.

[depthlesslock]

York runs his hand through his hair. The gel's wearing out with the day so it's not sticking up as well as normal.

He doesn't even try to decipher if Omega is being honest or making a joke. He's too tired to care.

[ambitious_muse]

"I'll have to get you up at 4:30 so you can get everyone where they need to be," Sigma says. "Since I have work at 5. What about groceries? And I can't be here every night."

Still, he cracks a smile. If Omega is reconsidering his plan for world conquest, he can't have given up on them yet.

[baruthumos]

Four-thirty. Omega groans audibly at the thought. He might as well just stay up all night cleaning, then sleep after everyone goes to school. "Fine, if that's how it has to be, we'll do that. I can get groceries after I drop them off."

Then there's the training Maine wanted to do with him. Well, Gamma and Theta are old enough to help with the laundry and such. And if the house isn't up to Delta's standards, they'll live. "You won't need to be here every night. If you're here two nights and Epsilon's here two nights, that's four nights I can work. That's between three and four thousand a week. I think we can live on that, do you?"

Omega's question is only half-sarcastic. He's trusted Delta to keep the books for so long, he has no idea how much they need to live.

[depthlesslock]

York's actually quite happy to let the two brothers talk this out. He's tired, has done enough for the day and if Omega wasn't here, he'd curl back up on the couch, pull Sigma down with him and fall asleep again. But Omega is here and while he seems to have calmed down, York doesn't trust him enough to sleep around him.

So he settles into the corner of the couch, half lying down with his fingers still twined with Sigma's as he listens to the Ais talk times and prices and yes, three or four thousand will get you throught the week and take you to Dippy Rollercoaster Park afterwards.

[ambitious_muse]

York looks as exhausted as Sigma feels, and considering Sigma's head started drooping of its own accord, sleep would be a good idea.

"Can we talk about this tomorrow?" he asks Omega, voice heavy with fatigue.

[baruthumos]

"Yeah, yeah. We'll survive tomorrow." They are not getting the hint, and letting Omega sleep on his couch. Well, it won't kill him to behave for one night. Omega stands up. "You joining us for breakfast?" he asks York. If Sigma's going to be sleeping with people, better for it to happen under the same roof, where he can yell for help.

Not that Omega thinks Sigma will need help in the slightest. York seems like an alright guy.

[depthlesslock]

'Hmm?' It takes a moment for York to realise the questions was being directed at him. 'Uh, no, probably not. Actually, I should probably get going while I'm still awake enough to get home.'

[ambitious_muse]

It's not what Sigma wants, but it's probably for the best. He wouldn't want Omega to get the wrong idea. Nodding, he pulls himself to his feet. He can at least see York out.

[baruthumos]

"Alright. See you around." Omega nods at them and heads upstairs.

[depthlesslock]

'Bye.' He watches Omega disappear upstairs, then turns to Sigma.

'I suppose I had better get going then.'

[ambitious_muse]

When he wakes up tomorrow, he'll probably be embarrassed by the fact that he called his boyfriend (?) in a panic. Now, however, he stretches and rubs the back of his neck. Sleeping on the couch wasn't the most comfortable, but it seems to have been what he needed.

"Thank you so much for coming."

[depthlesslock]

'Any time,' he says, managing a tired smile as he heads for the door, shrugging his jacket back on. 'Go get some proper sleep. You need it.'

[ambitious_muse]

Sigma grabs his hand in passing. Tugging softly, he pulls York in for a goodnight kiss. It. . . it feels right, after last night.

[depthlesslock]

York has a brief moment of surprise, then it melts away as he feels Sigma's lips on his own. Smiling, he returns the kiss, his free hand sliding up cup Sigma's cheek.

[ambitious_muse]

As much as Sigma wants the kiss to last, he knows it can't. York needs to get home and he needs to sleep. Yet Sigma leans into York's touch anyway.

[depthlesslock]

With a small sigh, York reluctantly pulls back, pressing a kiss to Sigma's forehead.

'I guess that makes up for last night,' he says softly.

[ambitious_muse]

"I think I still owe you one that's not a goodnight kiss," Sigma says. "Save it for next time?"

[depthlesslock]

'Next time,' he agrees. Much as he'd like it now, he's too tired and it's just... not the right moment. Not with what's going on.

[ambitious_muse]

"Good night." He squeezes York's hand and leans away just enough that they aren't tempted again.

[depthlesslock]

'Good night.' He returns the squeeze and then lets go, fitting his helmet over his head and leaving the house.

On the way home, he gets the message from Florida and almost screams because that was the absolute last thing he needed.

[ambitious_muse]

Sigma seals the airlock behind him and turns out the lights. He doesn't want to go upstairs, not when he's this tired. He had planned to sleep in Delta's bed in case the twins woke in the night.

Instead, he curls up on the couch, pressing himself into the warmth York left behind.