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тazi nos obichay мe, vlеz vav mоеtо sartzе

Who: Isaac McDougal (

glaciates); Solf J Kimblee (

explosivecombat)
Where: Lake of Rage
When: Forward-dated - evening of 10/13/2012
Summary: Well, this relationship's lasted about six months longer than Kimblee thought it would.
Rating: PG? How do I shot ratings, guys, seriously
Log:

Had this been any other relationship, Kimblee probably would have been preparing for some sort of night on the town tonight - something where he could dress his date up in some overly expensive dress that surely cost far more than the fabric and the craftsmanship was really worth but she would love, simply because he tended to find women who loved things like that; they would go somewhere nice, privately, before finding some sort of public place where they could sit and talk and he could show her off without even trying. He would make her feel special; she would appreciate his efforts, only to end the relationship a short while later for reasons he didn't always understand.

Then again, had this been any other relationship, chances were it wouldn't have lasted this long in the first place; it wasn't that he felt closer to Isaac than he had any of the others, because that certainly wasn't the case, but rather that Isaac was...a bit of a special one, for lack of a better term. At the beginning, Kimblee would have been perfectly willing to dismiss this as Isaac being too stupid to know better; now...well, as much as that point arguably still stands, he can't say that he's quite as displeased with it as he would have been then.

It's been a bizarre six months.

However, the weather at the lake that night is finally clearing up from the light drizzle earlier that day; the sky is far from cloudless and the air is heavy with cold humidity, but it feels fresh from the earlier rains. The temperatures seem to have finally broken, a light chill rippling over the surface of the water, but Kimblee's never minded the cold; he does mind the light breeze winding down through the trees surrounding the place, but that has nothing to do with the cold - as little as he tends to prefer it, he's left his hair down for the evening, having fussed with it enough to get it to actually look presentable, as opposed to simply lying flatly down his back. He's not used to it, and he has to resist the urge to touch it and try to press it down; he eventually ends up folding his arms awkwardly to prevent himself from mussing it up without thinking.

Given that this is an Occasion, he's dressed a bit differently tonight; the black suit and gloves he'd worn when he'd gone out with Emmy is making a reappearance, the only color among the dark fabric being the purple tie and cufflinks at his sleeves. Hopefully this...date goes a bit better than that one did; for the time being, he's content to watch the water and wait for Isaac. He's stupidly early; he really doesn't mind. He's singing to himself again while he waits, but he doesn't seem distressed or impatient; the sound is light and easy, his posture calm.

This place really is relaxing, as far as he's concerned.

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Six months. Has he ever had a relationship last this long?

No, of course not. Isaac has a ridiculous amount of trouble with even the most simple of social interactions, something that no one ever really understood back in Amestris. Not that people understand it any better here, but it's easier to communicate with the 'Gear than it is face-to-face. The only exception to that is Kimblee, and that's because Kimblee knows how to read him. He knows when to press Isaac and he knows when to back off. He's very good at explaining things as well, which is something Isaac is eternally grateful for.

It would be an understatement to say he was pleased that this relationship had lasted this long. He could only hope it would last for a while longer. Kimblee means a lot to him.

Today is one of those days where Isaac isn't wearing the military uniform, which means he's a bit more uncomfortable than usual, but he's still dressed relatively casually in comparison to Kimblee. He's wearing dark slacks and a button-down dark green shirt that's opened up at the collar. He's at least refrained from rolling the sleeves up, though he keeps fiddling with them as though he's not sure whether he wants to or not. He's never really liked wearing long sleeves. The cold doesn't bother Isaac either - he's worked with water and ice for years thanks to his alchemy and nothing really fazes him anymore in terms of temperature. Hell, he spends the majority of his free time in the Ice Path, after all. Isaac runs a hand back through his hair, finding that it felt weird without the second hairtie. He still kept it up in a ponytail, it was simply too long to deal with otherwise. Not that he'd cut it, of course.

His nervous disposition all but evaporated when he saw Kimblee. Isaac found himself stopping in his tracks, eyes going wide and expression mimicking Kimblee's usual "whole brain is crying" one. He had expected Kimblee to dress up a bit, but he wasn't expecting this. Kimblee is stunning. The expression finally fades and Isaac approaches, smiling.

"Hey." The greeting is light and he glances Kimblee up and down again once he's approached. The Lake of Rage is absolutely beautiful this time of year, but Isaac only has eyes for his boyfriend. They could be anywhere and he'd still be focused on Kimblee. "You didn't have to dress up this nicely. You're making me feel underdressed here." But that's said gently, almost teasingly. It's obvious he's very pleased.

Kimblee turns as Isaac approaches him, that soft singing cutting off abruptly as he does so; he tips his head back a bit as he takes in what Isaac is wearing, though the smirk crossing his features makes it clear that he doesn't disapprove of what he says. "Well, I shouldn't. You look fine, Isaac; rather classy."

Though the smirk remains, he turns back to focus on the water once that's been said. He isn't sure what to do with the strangely intent way Isaac has been looking at him; it's awkward, though he can't exactly say why. Flattering, surely, but awkward just the same.

"At least the weather seems to be with us tonight." That's out there before he can really stop it - dear god, he's talking about the weather, what on earth. "As much as I enjoy this place, I would prefer not to be out here in the rain."

Isaac's not really sure what to do with the compliment. He nods after a moment, though he can feel the heat rising in his cheeks and he knows he's blushing. How does Kimblee do this so easily? He folds his arms and follows Kimblee's gaze out to the lake; the topic change is appreciated, even if it is just about the weather.

"Yeah, we really couldn't have asked for a better day to do this." The cold doesn't seem to faze either of them, after all. "You want to take a look around?" There aren't very many people milling around in weather this cold, but that doesn't mean Isaac's entirely comfortable with them. He offers Kimblee a hand, still smiling broadly.

Kimblee hesitates, looking at Isaac's hand for a moment; the idea of doing this with another man is still very, very strange to him, and it's not something that he's shaking off very easily. He's fine with contact in enclosed spaces, or the relative privacy of the house in Mahogany Town (where all they really have to worry about is Archer wandering in on them, as he's finally given in and installed a deadbolt on the door to prevent the NPCs from wandering in of their own volition); doing this out in the open, however...

The moment passes, however, and he accepts, slipping his hand lightly into Isaacs and intertwining their fingers a bit. "I imagine you've been here before?"

Isaac waits patiently for Kimblee to come out of his thoughts - he knows the feeling far too well and he's had his own moments where he has to think something through before acting. He doesn't mind waiting for Kimblee.

Then finally Kimblee takes his hand and Isaac's grin widens again. "Yeah, I have. Plenty of times. I really do like this place." Not quite as much as the ice caves, but the Lake of Rage is nice. And now he'll always have positive memories of it! Assuming this date goes well, that is.

He's perfectly content to lead Kimblee away from the NPCs and around the outer edge of the lake, occasionally straying a bit too close to the water, but he's busy looking out into the lake for any signs of Gyarados. It's very relaxing up here and he's perfectly content to remain silent as they walk. Well, for a little while, anyway.

"I'm really glad you agreed to this. You... look really nice, by the way." He can feel his face heating up again.

Kimblee seems rather pleased by the compliment, though he doesn't respond to it verbally; his focus is on an earlier remark. "I don't see why I wouldn't agree to this; I'm well aware of the date, you know."

He shifts his hand in Isaac's a bit, though it isn't an uncomfortable gesture - he's just taking a moment to steer Isaac a bit farther away from the water; the last thing he needs is for someone to inadvertently get wet or upset the local fish population or...something, and given their combined luck, he wouldn't be surprised if some sort of stupidity like that ensued.

"You've always seemed rather...ah, intent on keeping these sorts of anniversaries; is there a particular reason why?"

He follows of course, allowing Kimblee to lead him away from the water and returning his attention to his boyfriend. The remark gets that wide-eyed stare for a moment before Isaac relaxes again.

"I'm just glad to have them, that's all."

And that really is all it is. He's never made it to the six month mark before - his social awkwardness has always cut things off earlier. But even more than that, he's glad he's made it this far with Kimblee. He tightens his grip on Kimblee's hand reassuringly. It really isn't a big deal as far as he's concerned.

Speaking of that wide-eyed stare. It's not that Kimblee wasn't aware before, on some level, that Isaac is more than a little hopeless, but really?

"...that's all?"

"Yeah...? What were you expecting it to be?"

That stare is being returned now; he gets the feeling he's said something wrong, but for the life of him he can't figure out what it was. No different than usual, then.

...lovely. That look is never a positive thing, but for the time being Kimblee isn't entirely sure how to fix it; as a result, pressing onward is about the only thing he can think to do.

"Well, I'm not sure, but it wasn't exactly that, either."

That look's never good either. Isaac reaches up to tug on that forelock anxiously, glancing away slightly. He hasn't screwed up too badly or Kimblee would have at least let go of his hand, but not knowing where he screwed up is ridiculously frustrating. It's something he should know how to recognize. He doesn't.

"Well, it's just... I'm not all that good with... people. You know how I am. It's been hard for me to keep relationships going at all, much less for this long."

Kimblee is quiet for a moment; that had actually been what he was looking for in the first place. It had taken a moment to get there, granted, but Isaac had gotten there eventually. He relaxes at that, tightening his grip a little against Isaac's hand without realizing what he's doing; that smirk is back.

"In which case," he says, his tone light, an obvious sense of teasing behind his words, "isn't it fortunate that you've managed to outlast the deadline I gave you at the start?"

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That does get him to lighten up; it's become something of an ongoing joke between them at this point. "You really should have expected I'd last longer than a week." He did in Ishval, after all, not that he's going to bring that up now. Ishval is a touchy subject and not one he wants to think about.

"Did you really think you were going to get rid of me that easily?" Isaac's tone is much lighter now and that teasing is returned; he's a lot more relaxed now that they're away from other people.

That rather clearly seems to amuse him, though he doesn't laugh; he just shrugs a bit. "I wouldn't put it that way, exactly, but I didn't think it would last this long; I don't have the best record with this sort of thing myself."

"I'm really glad it has." He refrains from saying he hopes it will last for a lot longer though, that might come off wrong. "You're very important to me, Kimblee. This relationship is really important to me."

Kimblee definitely would appreciate that display of restraint, had he known about it; that sort of thing isn't really anything that he's used to hearing expressed, nor does he express things like that himself. It isn't that he isn't enjoying this, in some ways - he certainly is, in that he's more relaxed around Isaac than he is most people - but he generally tends to not feel the same way most others do about things like that. This isn't really an exception.

And besides, what Isaac does end up saying is a bit much as it is.

"I can tell, Isaac; I appreciate it."

That certainly seems to have pleased him, and after a moment Isaac tugs on Kimblee's hand again to get him to follow. He's always liked exploring and he doesn't frequent the Lake of Rage as often as the ice caves. Besides, it helps with the awkwardness. He's really not sure what to say now and while usually he'd latch onto Kimblee for the next... ever, he'll refrain from it for now.

Oh...goodness, what on earth - Kimblee is willing to follow Isaac and he does so perfectly well, though he seems more than a bit bemused by it.

"Are you taking me somewhere in particular, or are we just exploring for the time being?"

...all right, he's also clearly more than a bit amused, but that isn't the point.

"No, nowhere in particular. I just haven't been here in awhile and I wanted to look around."

He's not socially stupid enough to miss just how amused Kimblee is though, and he spares Kimblee a grin before tugging on his hand again. He can't help but be a bit excited, alright. It's their six month anniversary and they're still together and they're here and-- he really could keep going on for quite some time about it.

Kimblee is rather content to follow after him, though he isn't missing the fact that Isaac is suddenly acting like the world's most excited puppy; he laughs a bit, the sound breathy and quiet, though the sound isn't cruel.

"The first time I was in this area was quite some time ago - Archer wasn't with me, then, I came up here by myself, just to get a look at it. It's one of those things that made me decide to live here, really; it's rather lovely."

"I can see why. It's really nice up here." He'll definitely have to visit more often. But that's neither here nor there, and Isaac finally stops tugging on Kimblee's hand, coming to a halt and moving to take Kimblee's other hand. He's not entirely sure what he wants to talk about, but he does want to talk. He can't seem to make up his mind whether he wants to explore or just enjoy Kimblee's company; he's never this high-strung. It's almost amusing.

"I'm really glad you decided to move up here. And invite me to live with you." Weren't they moving a little fast though? Not that he cared and he doubted Kimblee even saw it that way. "I'm really enjoying that too."

Kimblee isn't expecting it when Isaac stops; that lake is quite suddenly very fascinating, after all, and the steady pulling on his hand is enough to make it rather clear where they're going. As such, he nearly collides with him when Isaac stops short; he manages to stop himself before he does anything of the sort, but he does find himself stepping back, only to be momentarily confused when Isaac takes his other hand. He allows it, but the look in his eyes is a questioning one.

Isaac is clearly feeling very open with his emotions today; this sometimes happens when they're alone, and even if Kimblee doesn't know what to do with it, he isn't entirely unprepared, either. "That's good to know, Isaac. I've been rather pleased with how things are going."

The answer is a bit generic, but his tone isn't entirely insincere; he's managed to work this sorts of answer around to a point where it doesn't sound forced - at least, not to a point where Isaac will notice. Were he at all a better person, Kimblee would probably feel guilty about taking advantage of the social failure; however, he quite simply finds that he doesn't.

He would certainly appreciate it if Kimblee were a better person, but that's neither here nor there. Isaac falls silent, content with the answer and perfectly happy just standing here, enjoying Kimblee's company.

He loves Kimblee. The thought doesn't surprise him any, it's hardly the first time he's had it. He hasn't said anything about it because he knows it will complicate things. It will make things horribly awkward. And he always waits for his partner to say it first, that way he doesn't screw up and say it at the wrong time. He's messed up too many relationships that way. But he knows that Kimblee's different - Kimblee said he won't love him. Isaac is perfectly fine with that. It's not something he really puts too much thought into; he gets to be with Kimblee and that's enough for him. He's not exactly a high-maintenance boyfriend.

Isaac tightens his grip on Kimblee's hands for a moment, and when he speaks it's so quiet it's almost inaudible, "I love you."

...He's not aware that was out loud, by the way.

Isaac may not have been aware of it, but Kimblee certainly is; he's quick to tense up, his grip going strangely rigid against Isaac's hands.

"I'm...sorry, what was that?" He either isn't aware of how much of a demand that came out sounding like, or he simply doesn't care; it's a bit difficult to tell. He doesn't look angry, but he's clearly more than a bit surprised, if the sudden staring is any indication.

What was what? ...He said that out loud, didn't he.

...Fuck.

There goes the calm demeanor. Isaac immediately draws back, hands up in a gesture of surrender. If that isn't enough to indicate just how badly he's panicking, the expression and words should help.

"That's not what I meant! I just meant... well, that... I... love the... way you look, yeah. That's it. I mean, it's no big deal or anything! I didn't mean anything by it!"

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