Agent North

[bothbarrels]

● Agent North Dakota | Andrew Engelsen
Theta likes dealing with the messages so just leave something appropriate for him to respond to.
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[infailtration]

[ York just nods, like North told him something far more mundane. Like he has a weak ankle. It doesn't seem to phase him, which is partially intentional -- the truth is that it truly doesn't affect his opinion of his friend. Nobody's perfect. ]

Okay. So I just keep an eye on you.

[bothbarrels]

[ North doesn't respond, just closes his eyes. It's hard for him to admit a fault and it's hard for him not to understand this part of himself to this extent. ]

[infailtration]

[ York finally leans back, like he's actually less worried and relaxing now that North's admitted it. ]

It's okay, North. Nothing's changed. We're still us.

[bothbarrels]

[ He nods, a small tight nod, and remains still in that position, leaning against his friend. He doesn't feel able to speak. If he speaks, he's going to burst into tears. ]

[infailtration]

[ York draws the book back into his lap with one hand, and takes one of North's in his other. Effectively stopping him from fussing his nails anymore. Relax, buddy. ]

Let's go back to fictional troubles for awhile, huh?

[bothbarrels]

Mhm.

[ And while York reads he remains beside him, relaxing more and more, and it slowly dawns on him, while York reads, how very close they are, and what York's acceptance of him means. He's never even revealed this questioning of himself to South. He closes his eyes—and this time he's so comfortable and things are so close and nice that he does start to doze. ]