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Aoba Seragaki (notsoslyblue) wrote in spinningcompass,

Aoba hummed thoughtfully when his new friend proposed that ‘destiny’ was a superior word. Thinking on it he could agree. Fate seemed very harsh and finite. Akin to an unavoidable duty or the fall of an executioner’s blade. Destiny, on the other hand, was constellations in the sky or the start of a heroic journey. They had been brought to this new frontier by force rather than choice but maybe there was more to be found than longing for home. He had been promised companionship, after all, and there was a lot to experience outside the island which he had never been allowed to leave. How long he would be on the station he did not know but he could try to make a second home. Aoba was not sure what his destiny was overall but it did feel like he was meant to meet the man sitting opposite him. That felt… right. Yeah. He liked the way Espie’s mind worked.

“It would be convenient to be close. And…” He muttered the next part in a tone that bordered flustered. “I’d like to see you. More.”
Aoba stubbornly insisted to himself that it was not embarrassing or strange to be attached to someone this quickly. Nor was it bad to reveal his feelings with honesty. It was not like he was confessing to romantic intentions. However, it was not a very common occurrence for him to profess desire to spend time more with someone. Aoba was one who was friendly with many people but had only a few friends. Ren, Koujaku, Mizuki. One his ever-present companion and the other two longtime friends who tended to insert themselves into his days. His history had led to being intensely preserving of his heart. Thus, he did not bond with others that easily despite his genial personality. But it seemed impossible to deny himself the pleasure of Espejo’s company. Aoba liked the other man immensely and would not want to part for too long.

Now motivated to finish their food so they could find him a nearby place to call his own, he began to eat with more gusto. The combination of his companion and the familiar food made Aoba feel safer than he had imagined he would under these circumstances. Having his own apartment was a little intimidating considering the fear of being alone that had plagued him since he was a small child. But it would be alright, he told himself. He had Ren and a friend nearby. It was just new--- like learning a skill or visiting a strange corner of Midorijima. He missed Baa-chan and his friends dearly but he could still be optimistic about this new life, right? There really was no other choice but this. More than anything Aoba was grateful to have met someone who could make him feel at home in a strange place. That was enough. He tried not to smile into the bowl of his soup spoon as he thought so.