[ there is no hesitation despite joe's uncertainty of the state of higher education in the future. is it free? subsidised? grossly expensive and strictly for profit? unsure, but joe will make it work. they've made do with less. ]
[ he meant to have this conversation while they were in the same room, so that he could look at joe, see his reaction, touch him, kiss him.
this works, too.
but there is more to be considered, nicky thinks. can they afford to financially is part of it, but —will the fake identity hold up? will he be too public, too involved in the lives of people who belong here?
he has made these things work before, they all have. not here, admittedly, but —some of the challenges are not unique to this place. ]
[ he wants nicky to have some semblance of the purpose andy had accepted back in copley's room of creepy voyeurism and he can't say he minds that that purpose is more mundane than violent. academia is safe. ]
Whatever this is, this place, I want you to be happy.
[ the last year had been normal while andy was taking a break and more often than not life is fairly even keeled, but the outside world somehow seems less pressing here. ]
[ to figure it out. to let his emotions settle, to find his equilibrium again. he doesn't like who he is with anger seething under his skin, in his chest, with hurt and betrayal and resentment a heavy weight in his stomach. he doesn't like it, but he cannot change what he feels now. ]
[ he loves andy and nile but he will absolutely fuck off to malta (probably not malta) to give nicky time. joe needs time too, but he takes some small, bitter satisfaction that booker has to look upon the love he would have let die for his own gain. it is not a kind thought but sometimes joe thinks he lacks the energy to be a kind man. ]
[ joe just told him that what he wants is nicky and their family.
nicky is not going to take that from him if it isn't absolutely necessary. (he doesn't want to leave andy or nile, either. he just doesn't want to feel this way.) ]
Maybe a second place, for us. For space if we need it?
[ it feels a little like hiding and the idea of it curdles in his stomach, especially after glimmer and ellie were so enamoured with their effusive love, but maybe it is a middle ground they can live with. ]
[ shout out to the youths because now joe can drop a pin exactly where he wants to meet: a little bench tucked within a copse of trees, many carved with initials of the couples that have been here before. it is nice to know that some things will never change.
it isn't the warm salty sea that connected both of their homelands, but it is water and joe loves the water, even if the river is man made.
that is where nicky will find him, sat on the bench with a single football in his lap — not the hideous patterned one, but one that looks like a hand-me-down, used, a lot scuffed up but well loved. ]
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It is a good idea.
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Can we afford it?
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[ there is no hesitation despite joe's uncertainty of the state of higher education in the future. is it free? subsidised? grossly expensive and strictly for profit? unsure, but joe will make it work. they've made do with less. ]
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[ he meant to have this conversation while they were in the same room, so that he could look at joe, see his reaction, touch him, kiss him.
this works, too.
but there is more to be considered, nicky thinks. can they afford to financially is part of it, but —will the fake identity hold up? will he be too public, too involved in the lives of people who belong here?
he has made these things work before, they all have. not here, admittedly, but —some of the challenges are not unique to this place. ]
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[ he wants nicky to have some semblance of the purpose andy had accepted back in copley's room of creepy voyeurism and he can't say he minds that that purpose is more mundane than violent. academia is safe. ]
Whatever this is, this place, I want you to be happy.
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[ he cannot be happy unless yusuf is ]
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We could have a normal life for a while.
[ the last year had been normal while andy was taking a break and more often than not life is fairly even keeled, but the outside world somehow seems less pressing here. ]
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[ he would. he will also always want to do good, to help where he can. there are different ways of doing so, perhaps.
they will see what the future holds, here, and face it together. ]
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[ and again, it is not the time or the place; it is something he should not bring up when he cannot see joe's face, but - ]
What about Booker?
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She wants him with us.
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he wishes it would. ]
I don't know how I feel about him now.
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[ they've barely had any time to sit with it before suddenly they were here and booker was back in their lives. ]
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[ to figure it out. to let his emotions settle, to find his equilibrium again. he doesn't like who he is with anger seething under his skin, in his chest, with hurt and betrayal and resentment a heavy weight in his stomach. he doesn't like it, but he cannot change what he feels now. ]
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[ he loves andy and nile but he will absolutely fuck off to malta (probably not malta) to give nicky time. joe needs time too, but he takes some small, bitter satisfaction that booker has to look upon the love he would have let die for his own gain. it is not a kind thought but sometimes joe thinks he lacks the energy to be a kind man. ]
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nicky is not going to take that from him if it isn't absolutely necessary. (he doesn't want to leave andy or nile, either. he just doesn't want to feel this way.) ]
If it is too much.
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[ it feels a little like hiding and the idea of it curdles in his stomach, especially after glimmer and ellie were so enamoured with their effusive love, but maybe it is a middle ground they can live with. ]
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[ it won't be the first time, nicky thinks, that circumstances are less than ideal, that there are things that sit heavily on his chest.
so long as he is with joe, he can face it. ]
And then we will see. Yes?
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[ as much as he likes nicky being in his head, he likes it better when nicky is in his arms. ]
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[ nicky likes it better, too. and he's glad joe asked. ]
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it isn't the warm salty sea that connected both of their homelands, but it is water and joe loves the water, even if the river is man made.
that is where nicky will find him, sat on the bench with a single football in his lap — not the hideous patterned one, but one that looks like a hand-me-down, used, a lot scuffed up but well loved. ]
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