InsaneJournal

Emma
Josh had a lot on his mind. And while playing no longer seemed to work, the weight of his violin over his shoulder was comforting. The feel of its case across a small sliver of his back, reassuring. Playing might not offer the same sense of security it once had, but wandering around with his instrument made him feel less naked. Though, in truth it was Kevin's. Which probably both complicated and alleviated the whole situation.

Julian had said yes. After two weeks of waiting. Of preparing himself to gracefully accept a no, after doing his best to accept the fact that what he was asking was simply too much. But Julian hadn't said no. He'd said yes.

He'd said yes, and now Josh had to tell Kevin. Had to try and work out a way for them all to get together. A peaceful, civil meeting. Where they'd discuss the new rules of this...relationship.

Josh scrubbed at his temple and continued to shuffle.

Right. Because it was so damn easy. Because it'd go so very well.

Sighing heavily, he leaned against a wall, shoulder rocking against it until his temple met it as well. He looked up and it was about then that he realized where his meandering had taken him.

For all that he never seemed to be able to fully comprehend Emma, for all that he felt jealous at times, threatened...intimidated...There was always one thing about Emma he never had a problem understanding.

The flow of her body was like a well written piece. She seemed to put all of herself into the motions, and for those few moments it didn't matter what the world thought. She'd always been beautiful, but when she moved, it was another thing entirely. He'd never really considered it before, but as he watched her, he wondered...was this what people saw when he played?