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.

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[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.