Adam went to sleep alone for first time in nearly seven
months, shivering as the coldness that Nigel usually kept away came across the
back of his neck and over his pajama shirt. He held the blanket closer to him,
his eyes pressed tightly together as he struggled for sleep, remembering
Nigel’s text that he’d ‘be home late’ with no explanation.
He woke to a kiss on his cheek, a warm whisper, “Adam, wake
up,” as he struggled against Nigel’s shaking.
“I’m sleeping, it’s nighttime Nigel. I’m too tired for sex.”
A kiss to his chin, “Not sex, darling, wake up. I have a
surprise.”
Adam blinked, staring at him with a glare. “Tell me
tomorrow.”
Nigel pressed his lips to Adam’s ear and whispered, “Look
up,” gently pushing him onto his back.
Adam gasped at what was above him.
Stars.
Lots and lots of stars.
He was wide awake now, sitting up as he stared and he felt
Nigel kiss his neck.
“You like them?”
“Yes. It’s beautiful,” he looked at Nigel, “When did you do
this?”
“While you slept,” Nigel kissed his mouth lightly, “I felt
awful, Star, but it’s not a surprise if you’re aware of it. You wouldn’t leave
the house today, despite my telling you a million reasons to.”
Adam frowned, “The pandas in the zoo showing off their baby
is not something I wanted to see.”
Nigel’s hand came around his back and pulled Adam close to
him, the warmth settling there making him snuggle closer. “Obviously. If I’d
known of a star exhibit I would’ve fucking taken you there, but I couldn’t find
a damn thing worth seeing.”
“You told me to go look at the birds. I hate birds, they’re
noisy and dirty.”
Nigel kissed behind his ear, “You love me,” he teased, “I’m
quite noisy and very, very dirty.”
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“The sky is so clear out here, Nigel! Look, there’s Orion, and if you look to the left-”
“We’ll look at all the stars you want in a moment, darling, but eyes on the target when you’re holding a gun, alright? Don’t worry about the noise, I’ll cover your ears nice and fucking tight.”
Some Spacedogs because god I love them so much. Nigel wants them to do target practice so Adam will learn how to protect himself, Adam loves Nigel so much he’ll humor him.
Adam typed the number into his phone with shaking fingers and took a deep breath.
He could do this.
He’d spent three hours with Harlan this afternoon carefully rehearsing this phone call. He had several contingencies: One for being put on hold, one for a rejection, and one for if he got the job. Harlan had insisted he was a shoe-in and that they practice the last contingency a few extra times.
With a nod to himself, he hit the call.
“What?”
“Uh.” Adam hadn’t rehearsed a conversation starting with what, the administrative assistant was supposed to say hello or hello, Dr. Simms’ office. The man on the other end of the line didn’t sound like Dr. Simms’ administrative assistant, but maybe she was sick? Maybe it was her day off? Maybe-
“You gonna talk or just wheeze at me?”
Adam began tapping on his thigh. This wasn’t what he rehearsed. The other person was supposed to say hello then Adam would do his speech. But Harlan had said no matter what happened, Adam should at least get through the first bit.
Adam filled his lungs with air and rushed through what he’d rehearsed. “Hello Dr. Simms, this is Adam Raki. I was interviewed Tuesday about the job with imaging and wanted to know if I’m still in consideration for the job mapping Uranus.”
Adam’s heartbeat began to slow. He’d gotten it out with no mistakes or hesitations. Harlan would be proud.
There was a snort in his ear. “That really depends on what you look like.”
Adam frowned. “I, uh, I don’t see what my appearance has to do with anything, but I’m told I’m fastidious. And that’s a good quality in a-”
“Does that mean thorough, darling?” The voice in Adam’s ear rumbled. Adam found he liked the way it sounded, even if it was a bit odd.
“Yes.”
Adam heard another deep laugh. “So you’ll really get in there? Inspect every nook and cranny?”
What an odd way to inquire about the pixel clarity. Perhaps the administrative assistants in the office weren’t versed on technical terms. “I…yes? I believe I can thoroughly scan Uranus for you.”
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Magical
Mature // M/M // Nigel (Charlie Countryman)/Adam Raki (Adam 2009) // Tags: Prompt Fill, magical creatures AU, merman Adam, centaur Nigel, star gazing, meet cute (kinda) Prompt fill for @slashyrogue : Spacedogs + merman Adam
Adam loves to go to the surface to look at the stars.
Merfolk shouldn’t go to the shallow waters, or worse – to the surface – Adam knew, but he did it often and from a young age. He spent many nights on this outcrop near the shore.. Sometimes humans would pass close but the side of the rock was never visible from land.
Adam let his fins unfurl on the rock, enjoying the sensation of his scales drying in the night air. Always so peaceful here. On a clear night he could see every star in the sky.
It was dark when Adam was startled by splashing, like a herd of humans chasing through the water toward him. He clung to the rock, hoping to go unseen – too late to dive back into the ocean.
Adam squealed when a man rounded the outcrop, up to his chest in water, hiding. He stopped when he saw Adam and gave a lopsided smile that Adam couldn’t quite interpret.
“Well, look at you gorgeous. Might want to get that tail moving, they’re on the hunt for magical creatures.”
Adam didn’t really understand and it was hard to concentrate when the man was so very beautiful – in a way that merfolk never were. Rough and earthy. Adam reached out to touch him before realising it might not be appropriate.
“Need help down kid?” The man asked, taking his hand and lifting him into his arms. “Pretty thing like you, they’ll stuff and mount you on the wall. Better swim starfish.”
He slowly slid Adam down his body, making the boy shudder. Adam submerged for a moment before resurfacing – surprised by the man beneath the water – not a man, but a centaur.
“Where will you hide?” Adam asked, his heart racing. He had never met other magical folk before and enjoyed the way the man’s skin felt against his own.
“You want to find me darling?” Another grin.
Adam’s cheeks reddened and he looked away. The centaur pressed a finger under his chin and raised his face so they looked upon each other.
“The mouth of the tidal river. I’ll be there tomorrow at dusk.” His smile was predatory. Adam turned tail and swam away as fast as he could, knowing he should be terrified, but equally knowing he would be at the river at dusk.
Adam has always been teased for his strangely formed gills and his obsession with visiting the surface to stare at the night sky. He meets Nigel, a rough and tough merman with decorative starfish on the side of his neck who’d pluck the constellations from the sky for him if he could.
Their color design and fins are based on betta fish, Adam’s gills belong to an Axolotl. Click to enlarge for less blurriness, tumblr doesn’t agree with my art.
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