Gladiolus Amicitia (
sword_chocobro) wrote2023-07-29 04:54 am
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Patterson Park; Baltimore, Maryland; Saturday [07/29].
The heat was definitely still persisting, which made Gladio think that maybe his grand plan of finding an ice cream place on the mainland near a park, so that he and Nell could make their picks and then go take a nice walk while they enjoyed it was...a little less than ideal. But there was some good shady spots and the ice cream itself did a lot to help...assuming they could eat it before it melted too much. The heat never really did bother Gladio too much, though; he just mostly hoped that Nell wasn't too uncomfortable with it.
And, if he was entirely honest, even though Baltimore was pretty tiny compared to Insomnia, it did sort of feel good to be in a metropolitan area proper again. After all, even with all his love of nature and the outdoors, he was at his roots a born and bred city boy. Made him feel a little homesick, but what didn't, really?
None of that really mattered that much, anyway, as long as Nell was having a good time, so he'd of course be sparing her a few speculative glances here and there, and, at one point, letting out a soft huff in regards to the quick work he was making out of his ice cream cone.
"Might need to swing back around for a Round Two," he speculated, with a bite to really highlight that, between the battle between the heat and Gladio's appetite, the winner was clearly the latter.
[[ for the ice cream date~ and NFB for distance, obvi~ ]]
And, if he was entirely honest, even though Baltimore was pretty tiny compared to Insomnia, it did sort of feel good to be in a metropolitan area proper again. After all, even with all his love of nature and the outdoors, he was at his roots a born and bred city boy. Made him feel a little homesick, but what didn't, really?
None of that really mattered that much, anyway, as long as Nell was having a good time, so he'd of course be sparing her a few speculative glances here and there, and, at one point, letting out a soft huff in regards to the quick work he was making out of his ice cream cone.
"Might need to swing back around for a Round Two," he speculated, with a bite to really highlight that, between the battle between the heat and Gladio's appetite, the winner was clearly the latter.
[[ for the ice cream date~ and NFB for distance, obvi~ ]]

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Both his brows lifted mid-bite as that idea completely took him away from nearly anything else.
"They've...got to have it somewhere," he said, with the tone of a man already trying to think of where to go to find such a thing (Summer, obviously, for...many reasons), and if that failed him, how to convince Iggy to try and make it for him, and then his attention shifted back to Nell.
"You know they got Cup NoodleTM sodas at the Devil's Nest, too?"
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"Cup Noodle sodas?" Nell couldn't help making a little face. "I don't think I'd like that. Too much contrast with salty and sweet. They're all yours."
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"Oh, come on," said Gladio, trying not to laugh and failing a little. "You have to at least try it."
He made an attempt at a very convincing expression and tone.
"They even got a spicy one....and if you do hate it..." He popped the very last of the ice cream into his mouth for further proof. "I'll just finish the rest."
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"They treat me good there," he said, the tilt of his smile a fond and grateful one, "which is...nice."
And for such a small, simple word, Gladio sure was packing a lot into it.
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She leaned into him and rested her head on his shoulder. "Everyone should be nice to you."
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"Some people aren't," Nell agreed. "And some seem nice, but do mean things."
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(Although, to be fair, Leide was a dry heat).
"I think," said Gladio, who, now free from ice cream burdens, could maybe offer out a hand for Nell to take, if she wanted, but even if she didn't,it would be there resting open on his knee all the same, "everyone should be nice to you, too. I feel like you've probably had more than your fair share of mean."
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"I suppose." She was quiet for a moment, just looking at their hands. "...I don't even need people to be nice. I'd just like them not to be mean, you know. Indifference is okay even. Just be polite about it."
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"Manners first, huh?" he lightly teased. "But still...
"You at least having a nice day?"
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She lifted her head up and turned to fully face him. "Am I -? Hmmmph. I'm sitting here with a wonderful person who like likes me, after a wonderful walk and being stuffed full of delicious ice cream, and now he's holding my hand..." Nell grumbled as she turned back around and put her head back on his shoulder. "Am I having a nice day? It's so beyond nice that you can barely see it in the rear view mirror. Hmmmph."
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Of course, he knew how he'd like to respond, but he didn't was to overstep. Even if these last few weeks had been filled with nothing but an encouraging (and often unexpected) enthusiasm from Nell, it still felt like a pretty big thing to ask. Even worse if she started to feel like it was what was expected.
But then there was her hand on his face. Her head on his shoulder. That moment the other day with his arm lightly around her with her hand on his chest. All the little excuses to touch his arm or lightly nudge him with her elbow, her shoulder, even her foot...
"Nell," he said, finally, so quiet that it got a little lost in the low rumble of his voice, as his hand went up to hers and all but engulfed it, lightly, "what do you want...from...something, like this, in your life?"
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And to answer him would make her so vulnerable.
Her heart, her true heart, hadn't been tested like this before. She'd loved her family and John and Leah, of course, lost them and lived with the loss and all of the everything that was the messed up life she'd been in. She'd trusted Marc with some of her deepest secrets, let him become one of her dearest friends, and lost him when he'd disappeared from her life because of some nameless unknown thing she'd done wrong.
And all of these things had hurt her, deeply, but none of them laid a candle to the hurt she'd feel if Gladio left her. Or laughed at her if she dared to say what she might want or hope for.
It was terrifying. And exciting.
To think maybe she could have at least some of what other people took for granted. Some of what she'd thought really only happened for real in books despite what friends had said or she'd seen her. That maybe she could have some of that with Gladio, even if it wasn't, if she wasn't...
So it took her a moment to answer, and she was sorry for that Gladio. But when it came right down to it, Nell was brave right down to her bones, even when it terrified her.
"I don't rightly know, exactly what I want from this - all of this," she said finally. "Partly 'cause every time I'm with you I realize how much more I could have. But I know I want it, want this, with you. To be with you, to see where this can go. I'm a little afraid that, that if I said just how much my heart hoped for, that I'd scare you away. But it's a lot. I hope for an awful lot and it's wonderful and scary all at the same time and I want all of it anyway."
And then she waited, hoping desperately that he wouldn't laugh or pull away from her or look at her with pity and try to say something kind.
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"So it's not just me, then," he said. "Good."
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"Not just you. And now I'm guessing not just me either."
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"Definitely not just you," he confirmed. "But I worry, sometimes, that it might be too much."
But here, his grin broadened a little with that cocky smirk of his as he added, "I am a lot to handle."
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She sobered for a moment. "But I promise you that if something is ever too much or I'm uncertain, that I'll tell you. I promise you." And by this point everyone knew just how seriously Nell took her promises.
And then the giddy smile was back. "But I don't think either of us need to worry about that."
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But once that was out, he sobered quite a bit, as well. In part for the solemnity of his nod to acknowledge that vow, and in part...mostly, actually...to try and work out of he wanted to be so bold as to venture in a direction that could swing things pretty dramatically one way or the other...he couldn't really see it resulting in much of a middle ground...or if it was better to just stay the current course and nit risk ruining what was already pretty good and high up there already.
And it wasn't like there was any need to rush...
"Need to?" he asked, snorting faintly. "Probably not. But I'm still going to."
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