Kep
He/him
24
March 03
Alamos, Sinnoh
Homosexual
boy genius
Associate Scientist
sum of all and by them driven
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[nospaces] [attr="class","mit"] [attr="class","mitmain"] Ash is not-- well, unbothered would be giving him too little credit. But the way he turns his cheek like he expects the hit is just disastrous, like Kepler’s whole world is shaking down to his core. Because it means he knows and it means he knows and it means he KNOWS and he isn’t doing anything about it! [break][break] It makes him want to scream and tear his hair out. He manages a warped, hiccupy little half-sob, half-croak, squeezes his forehead, his face, imagines the quadrillion stars out in the expanding universe, imagines he’s out there, somewhere, feeling small, instead of feeling small right here next to the man he loves. [break][break] “You fucking died,” he squeaks, and he hates himself for how weak he sounds, but volume and pitch control is beyond his capability right now. “You fucking died, you fucking asshole!” [break][break] All at once his hands fall away from his face and he sheds his meek skin. He has surpassed the delimitation of biology. He is not weak, he is not constrained by the lesser science of mortal men. His wrath is great and all-encompassing, cleansing and blue-hot. [break][break] “How fucking dare you!” he screams, and he’s shaking so hard he might break through the bounds of matter and into something new, something unholy. “Every time! Every time this happens you sit there and you bow your head and you say I’m sorry, Kepler. I’ll change, Kepler. I’m so sad and pathetic, Kepler. And then Isaac or Jayden or Declan or Zev or whomever the fuck else waltzes in and asks you to sit down on the tracks in front of the fucking train and you do! You fucking do!” [break][break] He’s shrieking, at this point. He doesn’t care. [break][break] “You fucking died, Ashley Shepard. Oh, cool, you have a friend with fucking life controlly powers. Lucky for fucking you. Do you know how-- the chances-- the microcosmic SPECK of a chance-- you had-- to come back from that? Does anyone? Because no one seems to fucking care. Everyone acts like life-- yours, in particular-- is a fucking afterthought. Oh, we need someone to fucking jump on the grenade? Throw Ashley in there, Isaac can bring him back.” [break][break] His rage has transferred to kinetic energy. He paces back and forth. [break][break] “But last time I fucking checked, you weren’t married to Isaac, you were going to marry me. Till death do us part. Remember? Remember that?!” [break][break] And then he does scream. He’s worked himself to a fever pitch and when Ash says I don’t know how Kepler throws his head back and roars, something old and primal and long and loud and so much it makes his vocal chords snap and his voice is raspy afterwards. [break][break] His speaking voice is loud in the deafening silence. [break][break] “I don’t give a shit, frankly, what you do and don’t know,” he says, tears streaming down his face. “Do like I fucking did, and learn.” [break][break] And he jabs Ash once, with one finger, in the center of his forehead, on the word learn, and then grabs his face and kisses him.
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