On a wing and a prayer
Feb. 8th, 2014 02:38 pmThis isn't the first charge he's ever had as a guardian angel, so it's not exactly as if he's new at his job. He's never broken the rules before or failed in his task. He's always followed strictly to the rules and protected his charges with the utmost care and diligence.
He never thought things would be so much different with John Grimm.
As a boy, he'd lost his parents, and Seere had been tasked to him without any real explanation of why. Sometimes, that's how it goes; an assignment without a reason. It's never bothered him. All he knew was that he needed to protect the boy, and by extension, that usually meant protecting his twin sister, as well, inseparable as they were.
For years, Seere watched him grow, a sad, shy, and reserved child who turned into a handsome young man.
It was difficult when John entered the military. Seere can't fix mental anguish. How does one protect against that sort of thing without keeping a soul from gaining the necessary experiences to benefit from having lived? So, he watches as John struggles through bootcamp, watches as he struggles with the deaths of his friends, with the guilt that comes with it. He wants to help, but there's nothing he can do. He can't protect everyone. Only John.
Seere is wary when John gets selected for the RRTS. It's such a dangerous squad. Protecting him becomes a full-time task, flitting in and out of John's vision, exploiting those fractional blind spots that all humans have to subtly change the trajectory of bullets or nudge him away from a falling object or protect him from an explosion.
During these years, he's grown closer to John. He knows he shouldn't get attached, but John is such a sweet, loyal person, Seere can't help but care for him. He's gentle and protects those around him, gives everything he's got to try to keep his friends safe. He's grown into a man that Seere is proud to watch over, even if it's become dangerous to do so. Angels aren't allowed to love.
Still, his job goes well up until John is in his 26th year -- and he suddenly disappears.
Seere tracks his last signature to the point where it disappeared. It's a portal to Mars. Seere knows this, but he can't go. He can't leave the sphere of influence that Angels have on Earth. He can't travel to Mars with him, can't protect him. For once in his eternal life, Seere is afraid he will fail. He's not afraid of the punishment for it, he's afraid for John.
So, he heads back to Heaven to wait, and never have two days seemed so long for someone with as much patience as he has.
As soon as John's familiar tug reappears on Earth, Seere seeks him out.
He finds him at the hospital, beside the bed of his sister, and he immediately looks the both of them over for injuries. John is perfectly healthy, as far as Seere can tell, but Sam seems as if she has been wounded. Not fatally so, thankfully.
He breathes out a sigh of relief. He is so glad to see his charge is safe.
He never thought things would be so much different with John Grimm.
As a boy, he'd lost his parents, and Seere had been tasked to him without any real explanation of why. Sometimes, that's how it goes; an assignment without a reason. It's never bothered him. All he knew was that he needed to protect the boy, and by extension, that usually meant protecting his twin sister, as well, inseparable as they were.
For years, Seere watched him grow, a sad, shy, and reserved child who turned into a handsome young man.
It was difficult when John entered the military. Seere can't fix mental anguish. How does one protect against that sort of thing without keeping a soul from gaining the necessary experiences to benefit from having lived? So, he watches as John struggles through bootcamp, watches as he struggles with the deaths of his friends, with the guilt that comes with it. He wants to help, but there's nothing he can do. He can't protect everyone. Only John.
Seere is wary when John gets selected for the RRTS. It's such a dangerous squad. Protecting him becomes a full-time task, flitting in and out of John's vision, exploiting those fractional blind spots that all humans have to subtly change the trajectory of bullets or nudge him away from a falling object or protect him from an explosion.
During these years, he's grown closer to John. He knows he shouldn't get attached, but John is such a sweet, loyal person, Seere can't help but care for him. He's gentle and protects those around him, gives everything he's got to try to keep his friends safe. He's grown into a man that Seere is proud to watch over, even if it's become dangerous to do so. Angels aren't allowed to love.
Still, his job goes well up until John is in his 26th year -- and he suddenly disappears.
Seere tracks his last signature to the point where it disappeared. It's a portal to Mars. Seere knows this, but he can't go. He can't leave the sphere of influence that Angels have on Earth. He can't travel to Mars with him, can't protect him. For once in his eternal life, Seere is afraid he will fail. He's not afraid of the punishment for it, he's afraid for John.
So, he heads back to Heaven to wait, and never have two days seemed so long for someone with as much patience as he has.
As soon as John's familiar tug reappears on Earth, Seere seeks him out.
He finds him at the hospital, beside the bed of his sister, and he immediately looks the both of them over for injuries. John is perfectly healthy, as far as Seere can tell, but Sam seems as if she has been wounded. Not fatally so, thankfully.
He breathes out a sigh of relief. He is so glad to see his charge is safe.
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Date: 2014-02-20 10:35 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2014-02-20 10:52 pm (UTC)"I'll call you that as often as you want me to."
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Date: 2014-02-20 11:14 pm (UTC)He presses a kiss to his palm and then the inside of his wrist, then he braids their fingers together and moves to brush their lips together.
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Date: 2014-02-20 11:50 pm (UTC)He tangles their fingers more thoroughly and he tentatively returns that kiss. It's nice, actually, just a little spark of contentedness that rolls through him.
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Date: 2014-02-21 06:52 am (UTC)"This is so nice."
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Date: 2014-02-21 07:28 am (UTC)After a while, he rouses from his blissful little coma. "How are you feeling?"
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Date: 2014-02-21 07:32 am (UTC)That's really the best he can hope for at the moment. Not panicking, not wanting to kill himself and everyone around is more than good enough.
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Date: 2014-02-21 07:35 am (UTC)He does, however, want to sleep a little more, so he tucks John in with him and closes his eyes.
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Date: 2014-02-21 08:04 am (UTC)"Hey."
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Date: 2014-02-21 08:08 am (UTC)But still, when there's an erection pressed right against him, it is slightly less scientific and somewhat more alarming. "Are you aroused?"
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Date: 2014-02-21 08:11 am (UTC)He's busy nosing at Seere's neck when his brain catches up with him and he realizes that he's not only hard, but also kinda rocking against him.
"I'm sorry."
He'd move away, but now he's frozen. in. place.
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Date: 2014-02-21 08:16 am (UTC)Slowly, he peels himself off of Seere and moves to leave the bed. Hopefully escape to the bathroom to deal with this.
"I'm... Just give me a moment."
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Date: 2014-02-21 08:29 am (UTC)"Just tell me what to do?"
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Date: 2014-02-21 08:33 am (UTC)He goes to the bathroom and closes the door, but doesn't lock it. There's no point. He knows Seere can walk through it anyway.
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