Post by eesti on May 12, 2011 7:24:42 GMT -5
Mati was just so small and warm, and the little darling started falling right back asleep in his arms. He nuzzled against the fur, nearly holding his breath, waiting for Mathias to just speak up. Eduard had to bother the guy when he was sick, didn't he? That was when he realized maybe he should worry instead about how he'd most likely get whatever was making the other so sick. All for the price of a stupid little misguided kiss, he'd be the one tomorrow passing out in the hallway and then someone would take advantage of him. That was just karma.
And then Mathias did begin to talk, and his stuttering nervousness was something Eduard could definitely relate to. The Scandinavian sounded just a bit too excited, and... well, more than just a bit excited. Eduard normally would have protested the quip about Swedish being just some form of Danish but... it wasn't the right time.
He curled up a bit more as he listened to Mathias struggle for words.
That was bad, wasn't it, if he'd done something to nearly make Mathias simultaneously speechless and unable to stop talking?If this had been any other time, if he hadn't just kissed Mathias and was directly responsible for forcing all this anguish and awkwardness on them, Eduard would have smiled and laughed at his rambling. And if he was more romantic, more outgoing, he'd smile, laugh, and cover the Dane's lips with his own again to make him stop rambling. This wasn't a Disney movie! Kissing him again and more right now would be bad and result in a restraining order, probably.
Then he just pointed out Eduard had kissed his lips, and there was clear guilt on the Estonian's face.
"You don't have to go through the trouble of teaching me Danish..."
What else was he supposed to say? Yeah, he knew that it hadn't been the right language when he spoke to the other man in Swedish but he never expected for Mathias to pick up on it! But he did, so, all that meant was Eduard had an amazing Swedish accent, right? Maybe now he even thought that Eduard was Swedish...
"I-I'm from Estonia. A... A kiss like that, it's just... my culture."
There. Mathias could no longer get mad over that, could he? ...He was Danish though, what did he know about cultural sensitivity?...
His heart skipped a beat when he realized Mathias explained the situation as sweet.
Sweet? Was it really?
Eduard's entire problem, the entire reason he was so awkward right now was just he didn't know a thing about romance. Whatever sort of sorry kiss that had been when he pressed his lips to Mathias', how could it be considered sweet? Whenever he was attracted to someone or his mind went vaguely in the direction of companionship, he would always freeze up and never do anything about it until the person just moved on and Eduard didn't see them again. That had to be for the better, since apparently if he was left alone in close proximity to someone he liked who was currently vulnerable, he'd act out.
Mathias rambled on more, and Eduard chewed the inside of his own lip. Whenever it seemed like he was at the end of a sentence, he'd just pause and move on, dragging and twisting Eduard's emotions a full multitude of different directions at once.
He wasn't ready for Mathias to move him around however, and he clutched Mati a bit tighter. Not allowing him to be squished between the two super-powered teenagers, Eduard made sure the kitten was okay for a second before he glanced up to notice Mathias was staring at him again.
His eyes widened at the kiss, no matter how short it was.
Snapping out of his momentary stupor, he rested his head against his own shoulder while suddenly becoming interested again in Mati's well-being. It was nearly as if he didn't care for the shift in positions or didn't notice it, still dozed off, while Eduard struggled to accept his new position on the Dane's lap.
It... was a little rude for Mathias to be poking him though! He glanced back up, looking over the rims of his glasses at Mathias' face.
"Cheer up?... N-no, I'm okay..."
Since Mathias wasn't asleep, Eduard's shyness was kicking back in. He fidgeted around a bit for a second before reaching up and removing the cloth from Mathias' forehead before it fell, setting it down on the bed.
One of his arms cradled Mati while Eduard lifted the other one.
Slowly and almost gently, he grabbed on to Mathias' hand. He cupped his own fingers around the other student's, effectively stopping him from poking his nose any longer. For a few moments, his fingertips just testingly ran along the Dane's skin, trying to see how it felt to hold someone's hand. Mathias' hand was so warm--his whole body was, Eduard fretted again that maybe he had a fever--and Eduard wanted to keep his own just where it was forever.
"You umn..."
He glanced back up at Mathias, trying to steal the Dane's attention as he laced their fingers together.
"You should go to sleep.. I'll be here when you wake up."
Being this close to Mathias just made him... happy. He could feel the teen's every breath against his skin, before leaning in a little closer to rest lightly against his chest.
"Unless you don't want me to be, I mean... I could always sing you a lullaby to help you sleep..."
Eduard regretted it the moment he said it. He loved singing, and he was good at it, but he never sang for anyone else and he never sang alone. As long as he sang something he was comfortable with in Estonian and the Dane actually fell asleep this time.... Yeah, he could handle that! He looked at Mathias expectantly, wishing Mathias would lay back down so he could get better already. It was just a shame that Mathias was sick, because he could have stayed like this forever if only he wasn't worrying about the other man's health.
"Hey, Mathias... You just have to promise, next week, when I get sick from taking care of you this week, you'll take care of me."
And then Mathias did begin to talk, and his stuttering nervousness was something Eduard could definitely relate to. The Scandinavian sounded just a bit too excited, and... well, more than just a bit excited. Eduard normally would have protested the quip about Swedish being just some form of Danish but... it wasn't the right time.
He curled up a bit more as he listened to Mathias struggle for words.
That was bad, wasn't it, if he'd done something to nearly make Mathias simultaneously speechless and unable to stop talking?If this had been any other time, if he hadn't just kissed Mathias and was directly responsible for forcing all this anguish and awkwardness on them, Eduard would have smiled and laughed at his rambling. And if he was more romantic, more outgoing, he'd smile, laugh, and cover the Dane's lips with his own again to make him stop rambling. This wasn't a Disney movie! Kissing him again and more right now would be bad and result in a restraining order, probably.
Then he just pointed out Eduard had kissed his lips, and there was clear guilt on the Estonian's face.
"You don't have to go through the trouble of teaching me Danish..."
What else was he supposed to say? Yeah, he knew that it hadn't been the right language when he spoke to the other man in Swedish but he never expected for Mathias to pick up on it! But he did, so, all that meant was Eduard had an amazing Swedish accent, right? Maybe now he even thought that Eduard was Swedish...
"I-I'm from Estonia. A... A kiss like that, it's just... my culture."
There. Mathias could no longer get mad over that, could he? ...He was Danish though, what did he know about cultural sensitivity?...
His heart skipped a beat when he realized Mathias explained the situation as sweet.
Sweet? Was it really?
Eduard's entire problem, the entire reason he was so awkward right now was just he didn't know a thing about romance. Whatever sort of sorry kiss that had been when he pressed his lips to Mathias', how could it be considered sweet? Whenever he was attracted to someone or his mind went vaguely in the direction of companionship, he would always freeze up and never do anything about it until the person just moved on and Eduard didn't see them again. That had to be for the better, since apparently if he was left alone in close proximity to someone he liked who was currently vulnerable, he'd act out.
Mathias rambled on more, and Eduard chewed the inside of his own lip. Whenever it seemed like he was at the end of a sentence, he'd just pause and move on, dragging and twisting Eduard's emotions a full multitude of different directions at once.
He wasn't ready for Mathias to move him around however, and he clutched Mati a bit tighter. Not allowing him to be squished between the two super-powered teenagers, Eduard made sure the kitten was okay for a second before he glanced up to notice Mathias was staring at him again.
His eyes widened at the kiss, no matter how short it was.
Snapping out of his momentary stupor, he rested his head against his own shoulder while suddenly becoming interested again in Mati's well-being. It was nearly as if he didn't care for the shift in positions or didn't notice it, still dozed off, while Eduard struggled to accept his new position on the Dane's lap.
It... was a little rude for Mathias to be poking him though! He glanced back up, looking over the rims of his glasses at Mathias' face.
"Cheer up?... N-no, I'm okay..."
Since Mathias wasn't asleep, Eduard's shyness was kicking back in. He fidgeted around a bit for a second before reaching up and removing the cloth from Mathias' forehead before it fell, setting it down on the bed.
One of his arms cradled Mati while Eduard lifted the other one.
Slowly and almost gently, he grabbed on to Mathias' hand. He cupped his own fingers around the other student's, effectively stopping him from poking his nose any longer. For a few moments, his fingertips just testingly ran along the Dane's skin, trying to see how it felt to hold someone's hand. Mathias' hand was so warm--his whole body was, Eduard fretted again that maybe he had a fever--and Eduard wanted to keep his own just where it was forever.
"You umn..."
He glanced back up at Mathias, trying to steal the Dane's attention as he laced their fingers together.
"You should go to sleep.. I'll be here when you wake up."
Being this close to Mathias just made him... happy. He could feel the teen's every breath against his skin, before leaning in a little closer to rest lightly against his chest.
"Unless you don't want me to be, I mean... I could always sing you a lullaby to help you sleep..."
Eduard regretted it the moment he said it. He loved singing, and he was good at it, but he never sang for anyone else and he never sang alone. As long as he sang something he was comfortable with in Estonian and the Dane actually fell asleep this time.... Yeah, he could handle that! He looked at Mathias expectantly, wishing Mathias would lay back down so he could get better already. It was just a shame that Mathias was sick, because he could have stayed like this forever if only he wasn't worrying about the other man's health.
"Hey, Mathias... You just have to promise, next week, when I get sick from taking care of you this week, you'll take care of me."