But knowing nothing matters
It’s just life
So keep dancing through…
A daily dose of Bach
Cello Suite No. 6 in D major, BWV 1012 - 3.Courante
Yo-Yo Ma, Cello
The man who dances through life.
//And 14 open tabs is clearly the best way to leave an account for the weekend, right? Right. Shari is coming over tomorrow, have fun these four days! :D
The words strike his heart, but before he can put up too much of a fuss he feels Cabanela nodding toward somewhere. Phoenix lifts his head and realizes that he’s motioning for the couch. He gives a gentle nod of his own and leads the two of them for a sit down on the sofa.
"I’m sorry you felt that way," he mutters, waiting for the younger man to curl up against him, "I never wanted you to experience that. I kept thinking about it, and wondering what I should get you. Hell, I even asked Porrim once but things just kept going wrong…"
He curls up like a needy cat and rests his head on Nick’s chest, close to his heart. The fits slow down and, calmed by the rhythm of his partner’s breathing, he seems to find some new confidence in his lungs.
“‘m sorry. It’s not… just this. I mean the presents or even a party. But most days it felt like it was.”
It probably makes little sense to Nick. How does one even begin to explain all this? All Cabanela knows is that his lap really is comfortable, so he snuggles up a little.
How right you are, Detective.
So tell me, do you play any instruments, or are you one to simply let your movements make the art?
One and a half! Would it that my work’d give me time to pick up the sax, but no such luck so far!
"Heheh, yes. When you live with Jowd you start talking like him."
"Alright then, but you know you can talk to me if you need anything."
I know. Thank you, baby.
I’ve talked to a you a lot in these past months, you know?
"I’m doing quite well."
He flashes that charming smile at the Detective. The wind played at Kristoph’s hair and he pulled it over his shoulder to keep it from his face. Cabanela was a flamboyant man, full of the same diva flair his brother displayed.
"A walk to clear your thoughts?"
"Gettin’ a present for a young friend! Can’t let a good birthday pass in vaaain, can I!"
A charming smile gets another in return, brazen and confident. Ye gods, looking at him in person, it’s amazing how much this man does not, in fact, look like Klavier. They could be twins, but the expression, their eyes are so different…
"And I can’t afford to disappoint her either, you’ll understand!"