Edgar moved up onto Kera’s hand, chirping in acknowledgement of her apology. He continued to nuzzle and pluck at Jonathan’s shirt.
Jonathan continued to cry, burying his face in her shoulder and holding her tightly with shaking limbs.
" shhhh" she comforted softly. Kera heard the door open " go away" she said sternly to whoever was coming in.
(So, Keigo or one of the others?)
( I thought it would be bull coming to investigate as per always or keigo works too)
(Lol. I’m actually leaning toward Keigo though, because I was thinking about having Bull feel guilty and deciding to leave Jonathan alone until he calmed down a bit)
Jonathan heard Kera telling someone to leave, but didn’t bother looking up. He wasn’t sure he could bear to see who it was.
Edgar jumped up to see who had come in, curious and cautious.
( yeah, I can put something in for kei)
Keigo jumped a bit at keras voice " what's going on? What did you do?!"
At hearing Keigo’s voice, Jonathan lifted his head slightly, just enough to talk.
“She… d… did… nothing… wrong… Keigo,”he said through his sobs.
He turned away again, not feeling confident enough to face him at the moment. Edgar turned away from Keigo to once again nuzzle into Jonathan.
Keigo seemed a little stunned " why her of all people would you cry on?I'm pretty sure she tried to kill me and she went after you a hundred and one times already!"
Jonathan shook his head, doing his best to compose himself enough to properly speak. He then turned to Keigo.
“Several fucking reasons, Keigo. We grew up together, and… I haven’t seen Kera since I was fucking… eleven, I think. Then, the fact that our parents disappeared, which… I believe is why she tried to kill ya. Then… the fact that fucking Max, my piece of shit brother… who I hate so fucking much and yet I still love him for some dumbshit reason I don’t fucking understand, brainwashed me into thinking that Kera was even worse than Max himself. Then… the fact that I think I’ve been in love with Kera my entire fucking life without even realizing it,”Jonathan said, more rambling than explaining.
At that moment, he didn’t give a shit what Keigo thought of his words, or of him. His emotions were currently fucked, and his tongue was unhinged because of it.
Keigo jolted, looked up at kera " so you two are.." he stumbled out. He was pretty much in shock. They're lovers.. and the 'bruises' on keras neck must have been exactly what he thought they were. " I..I'm going to go talk to Amelia " he stammered and walked off
Kera watched his emotion change multiple times, holding a bit tighter to Jonathan" hey. You realize you just told keigo everything right?" She asked softly
Jonathan watched Keigo leave, then turned to bury his face back in Kera’s shoulder, fighting back a fresh wave of tears.
“Yeah, and right now I don’t care. I just want ya to hold me. Please,”he moaned.
Edgar chirped with concern.
Amelia still lingered in the galley, talking about random whatnot to Boris as they both finished eating. She knew something was going on, considering that Edgar had quickly flown off, but Keigo had gone to check and she wasn’t sure if her presence was even necessary for the situation.
Keigo came back in the gallery and sat down with a surprised look. " Boris I don't think you need to check on the spots on keras neck." He said
Kera held Jonathan tighter " I can do that" she said softly and rubbed his back.
Boris looked at Keigo in confusion, though it quickly drifted to concern when he saw the man’s expression.
“Why? Did she say something about them?”he asked.
Amelia watched Keigo with concern, putting a gentle hand on his shoulder. What the hell happened that had shocked him like this?
Jonathan held onto Kera, his breathing heavy and uneven as silent tears slid from his eyes. He greatly appreciated the back rub, and finally noticed Edgar’s persistent acts to get his attention and calm him down. He would pet Edgar to reassure the bird, but he didn’t have the courage to move yet.
" it's okay love, just.. deep breaths.." she said softly to comfort him. Kera started to sing softly her voice as sweet and mellow as honey. ( Home, Skyler grey)
Keigo chuckled " she said something.. those bruises are Jonathan's.." he ran his fingers through his hair " he put them there. Last night more then likely "
Jonathan did his best to breathe deeply, then listened to Kera sing. He didn’t know the song, but Kera’s voice was beautiful. He chuckled a bit, nuzzling her shoulder as he slowly started to calm.
Edgar chirped hopefully at his chuckle, nuzzling him some more.
Boris blinked, staring dumbly for a moment. He then shook his head and glanced toward where Jonathan and Kera had been sitting before, then looked back at Keigo.
“Hold on a minute. I… I get that they grew up together, and it makes sense that they’d be a bit more friendly, but… how the fuck did they go from enemies to lost childhood… I don’t know, to that? And all in one fucking day! What the fuck?”Boris burst, completely flustered.
Amelia had turned to stare at the table in shock, but she glanced up at Boris’ outburst. She was just as flustered as poor Boris, but something was nagging at her, and it made the scar on her neck ache a bit.
“If… they grew up together, then… then Kera knew Maxim. And… Jonathan has been a bit quieter than usual since he died. Maybe… I don’t know. But, how is Jonathan? Did you see him?”Amelia said slowly and quietly, repeatedly shaking her head. She turned to Keigo when she asked about Jonathan.
Keigo sighed " you should ask him that yourself. He should e calmed by now" he mumled softly
Kera yawned softly and laid a few soft kisses on his neck " better?"
Amelia looked at Boris, who was still mumbling in shock. She sighed, shaking her head again. She figured it would be best if she didn’t go, since she had been Maxim’s killer. But, Boris was always there to comfort anyone, and she could see that Jonathan’s choice to linger with Kera bothered him.
“Boris, could you go check on him? I think he’ll appreciate your presence more than mine, considering,”Amelia asked.
Boris stopped mumbling and shakily nodded. He stood and left the kitchen.
Amelia leaned on Keigo, completely lost. What did this whole situation mean? For Jonathan, and for everyone else?
Jonathan chuckled, tilting his head to the side to expose more of his neck as she kissed him. He then nodded into her shoulder, a bit too out of it to talk much. Afterward, he shifted so he could see Edgar and held out his hand.
“Come on, Edgar. I’m alright,”he mumbled.
Edgar hopped onto his hand and nuzzled his arm, cooing and chirping happily.
Jonathan smiled, then snuggled against Kera, his eyes drifting closed. A good, long nap beside Kera seemed quite pleasant to his stressed mind.
Kera agreed to his sleepy actions,yawning softly. It wasn't until someone opened the door again did she snap and growled slightly " could you all leave us the hell alone. Yes omg I got nailed by Jonathan. Is there anything else you'd like to know because I can give some pretty good details on how he managed it!" She blurted out
Jonathan’s eyes shot open when someone came in and Kera snapped. He simply sighed and closed his eyes again. He just wanted a quiet moment, but it would probably be a moment because of his dumbshit move of blurting out everything. Oh well, shit happens, and the others would just have to deal with it.
Edgar turned, watching Boris curiously.
Boris froze at Kera’s words, having no idea how to react. He rubbed his bald head, trying to think of a way to remove the tension. Though, he did notice how the two were in a hug. He wished he could join, to comfort both of them, but he understood it wasn’t a good time.
“I… um… didn’t mean to intrude. I just… wanted to check on Beta, make sure he was doing okay. It bothers me when my crewmates are blue,”Boris said softly. He didn’t want to mention anything regarding Maxim, just in case that would upset Jonathan more.
Kera lowered her arms. " Its okay, I had to go get something to eat anyway. Haven't eaten all day. " She said and walked past Boris. Kera went into the gallery just to be met by Amelia and keigo " great." She mumbled
Boris watched Kera go, then turned to Jonathan. He moved to lean against the wall, trying to figure out what would be the best thing to say.
Jonathan reluctantly unraveled from Kera and watched her go, sighing sorrowfully. He leaned an arm on his knee and rubbed his temples.
Boris noticed him and sighed.
“I’m not going to pry. Like I said to Kera, I just wanted to check on you. Are you alright?”
“No, Boris. I overheard Bull talking about Max. I see why no one told me how…”Jonathan trailed off, petting Edgar.
Boris sighed, not sure what to say to that.
“I… I know it’s rough, unexplainably so, but if you ever need someone to vent to, or to hug, or whatever, I’m here. And… I don’t mean to seem selfish, but it’s nagging at me. Why didn’t you come to me earlier? We’re pals, and… you didn’t say anything,”Boris asked softly.
“Honestly, I was avoiding it. Up until yesterday when Kera and I started talking. Then…”
“You need another hug?”
“No, I’m good. I just want some quiet.”
“Alright. You want me to leave?”
“No.”
Bull nodded and stayed against the wall. Jonathan continued to pet Edgar, smiling slightly at the contented noises Edgar made.
Amelia glanced over when someone came in, thinking it was Boris. But, it turned out to be Kera. She blinked, not sure how to react to her presence considering all the new information.
Amelia looked back at the table, shaking her head a bit. What should she do? Was there anything she could do?
Kera kept quiet as long as they would. She made herself some more tea and ate a few cookies. She couldn't help but shake. She hated this feeling. Not being able to cry over max, not understand the bond Jonathan had because she been taken away from her closest friend and now, now she remembered last night and tonight. Holding him while he cried over his brother. It killed her.
Amelia periodically looked up to watch Kera, noticing her shaking eventually. She wondered why she was shaking, but there were too many possible reasons to narrow it down.
After a long moment, the silence got to Amelia. She didn’t like these awkward silences.
“Is Jonathan okay? I know Boris went to check on him, but that’s it,”she asked softly, deciding to keep to something simple.