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René d'Herblay, alias Aramis ([personal profile] afineseamstress) wrote2015-10-28 12:09 pm
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Aramis is no longer in the mood to celebrate Halloween. After the trials of the strange, gray nightmare world he and those he loves dearest had found themselves in, after watching the people he loves hurt again and again, it's not for the purpose of celebration that Aramis outfits himself into costume.

The motorcycle is newly purchased, the license newer still, and Aramis swings a leg over it, leathers creaking as he settles. He rides quickly across town to where Porthos will be waiting for him, and as the wind whips through his hair, he lets Aramis fall away.

He doesn't have to be that man for a few hours. He doesn't have to wonder if the city that has given him so much will try to hurt him again, hurt Athos or Porthos, or their future family. He doesn't have to pretend that he's been sleeping when he has not, or that everything is alright when it certainly isn't. Just for an evening, he doesn't have to be himself, worrying incessantly about the things he can't control.

Pulling up in front of the shelter, he lets the motorcycle engine roar once before he sets the engine to idle. He breathes deep, exhaling with an almost bored sound as he waits for his charge.
du_vallon: (bandanna from the front)

[personal profile] du_vallon 2015-11-05 12:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"We survived, though," Porthos says, feeling like that's an important thing to remember. "We made it out alive and we survived, the three of us, together." He leans in for a peck to Aramis' cheek, his fond smile brimming over. "How long until I'm healed fully, monsieur medic?"
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[personal profile] du_vallon 2015-11-06 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Nothing's broken, though," Porthos says, a touch stubborn about the fact that he's managed to keep himself this side of healthy, just barely. "I mean, it's still bad," he concedes, "but it could be a lot worse." He gives Aramis a worried look, running his thumb over the worry lines. "I don't like when these come out."
du_vallon: (blue cape)

[personal profile] du_vallon 2015-11-06 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't like it," Porthos replies gravely, giving Aramis his full attention as he stares at him fondly, kissing his cheek as he gives a look to the towels as rumpled as they are, clearly hiding something that Aramis doesn't want him to see. "Aramis," he growls.
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[personal profile] du_vallon 2015-11-06 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
Porthos sighs and relents, allowing himself to sink back into the tub. "Fine," he allows, but there's a firm glare given to Aramis. "But I want you to know that this is supposed to be our time in the hotel. You shouldn't need to arm yourself for that."
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[personal profile] du_vallon 2015-11-06 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
"We're going to be right here in our lovely hotel room that I paid for because we wanted to get away from the apartment. We're going to be ourselves and we're going to be protected." He closes his eyes halfway, giving Aramis a fond look. "I don't mind you going over the top with care, though," he admits. "Makes me feel special and wanted."
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[personal profile] du_vallon 2015-11-06 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
"I know," Porthos replies quietly, because even in Paris, Aramis had made sure to always keep him safe and sound. There's no one who cares for Porthos like Aramis and sometimes, he even thinks Aramis does a better job than Porthos himself. "Only, you know I like to take care of you in turn and I can tell you're stressed, chou."
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[personal profile] du_vallon 2015-11-06 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
"It's usually the other way around, but I half feel like I'm crushing you," Porthos confesses, feeling a touch heavy and guilty about leaning all of his weight back on Aramis like this. "Are you sure I'm not hurting you?" he asks, despite his body being the one with bruises to heal.
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[personal profile] du_vallon 2015-11-06 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
"You always keep me good and toasty," Porthos promises with a fond smile, staring adoringly at Aramis as he tries to crane his neck around to look at him, finding the positions a problem for that. He makes a face when he realizes that he can't exactly get comfortable and makes a noise as he sits forward. "I want to see you, though. Lay in bed on cushy pillows and kiss you."
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[personal profile] du_vallon 2015-11-06 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
"How could I ever be patient when you're as handsome as you are?" Porthos demands, because it's like putting meat in front of a wolf and expecting it not to pounce. "I'm making up for years and years of lost time," is his innocent protest as he slowly, carefully steps out of the tub. "All those times you paraded shirtless before me. Your too-tight trousers. Catching you in my arms when you were half-drunk or hanging from the eaves of homes."
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[personal profile] du_vallon 2015-11-06 12:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"Pajamas," Porthos admits, because even though he aches, he thinks he'll be far too tempted in the nudge for another round and his aching and sore body likely can't take it. He lets out a happy cry for the hand in his hair, drifting into Aramis' space to share in that kiss. "It's not so much the parapets as it was you in my arms after. I may have groped my fair share of your muscles," he confesses.
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[personal profile] du_vallon 2015-11-07 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
"No, nor in Rouen or Vicomte," is Porthos' smug reply, lifting up his arms slowly and staring at the mottled bruise on the arm that's right beside his face. He knows he'll heal, but this is all at the hands of someone he'd thought to be a friend. That's the hard part to get used to.
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[personal profile] du_vallon 2015-11-07 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
"It was his worst self," Porthos replies quietly, stepping into the trousers. "Aramis, it's not that I'm thinking about. What I can't stop thinking about is what if an evil, dark version of me had been out there and had done this to you or Athos. I never would've been able to live with myself," he admits.

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