Avery Tremblay ✸ Inanna (eveningstar) wrote in thereincarnates, @ 2018-08-19 18:17:00 |
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Entry tags: | avery tremblay, tristan west |
Who: Avery Tremblay and Tristan West
What: It's supposed to be Avery's death day.
Where: Tristan's penthouse in Los Angeles, CA
When: Sunday, August 19; night.
Warnings: Implied off camera sex; also they both think Avery's dying so, you know. Angst.
Avery had always thought it seemed kind of morbid to think about how you'd want to spend one last day, until he knew when his very last day was going to be. Two years... it was short. It was the kind of life sentence they handed out to someone who'd progressed too far to help. He could have obsessed over it. He could have been angry about it, or he could have shut himself off from the rest of the world to wait the days out. Some people, he guessed, might have gone ahead and ended it right then instead of waiting and making the most out of the time they had left, but none of the gods he'd met had been that. They'd all chosen to keep living, out loud and in public, and even louder and more public after they learned when that last day was. Avery wondered if that was what made a person fit to be a god... or a reincarnate of a god, in this case. Maybe it only came to people who would use it instead of closing themselves off from the world.
When it came to his last day, though, there was only one place he wanted to be and only one person he wanted to be with. He'd given himself to the rest of the world, poured out more and more of himself into his shows as the day came closer. This day, the day he was going to die, was for him and Tristan. It was for memories and it was for saying goodbye as well as they could. For Inanna and Baal it was just an 'until we meet again' but for Avery and Tristan this was all. Just this life. Just the two years since they'd become gods. Just not quite eleven months since they'd embraced being more. They hadn't even gotten to have a one year anniversary.
That, Avery realized as he curled closer to Tristan in bed, was the first time that he'd even come close to resenting the time limit. The Avery that had been before had always wanted that, a sappy day that was just for him and the person he was dating. Flowers, dinner, a special date, making love... he'd never gotten to have it before he was a god. He didn't get it now either.
"I'm so happy I met you," he murmured against Tristan's shoulder. His hand pressed into his lover's side and held him even closer. "I'm glad I got to know you."
It sounded like a goodbye. Everything that Avery had said that day had sounded like a goodbye in one way or another. Neither of them knew exactly how it worked, whether he'd die to the minute that he'd become Inanna or whether he'd live through that to die when the day was over. They'd made it through the first mark, through the time when, two years ago, Avery had realized he was more than just Avery. Every moment to the second point was a roller coaster of uncertainty.