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Well. I've been on the community nearly a year, now, but not fully. I suppose it's time to pose another question: what is everyone planning for their holidays? It's begun snowing here, so it finally feels like winter, but we don't have the "Christmas" everyone seems so interested in on Gaia.

[Locked to Zack]

I'd -- like to speak to you. When you have a moment. I owe you an apology.

[Locked to Tseng//Phone text]

Are you free for dinner this evening?

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[Tseng settles into his seat and opens a menu, his eyes flicking around to double check that there's no one in the restaurant he recognizes or who seems to be paying close attention to the head of the Turks and the head of the WRO having dinner together.]

This is a nice place... I may have fish.

[Reeve takes his own chair, smiling softly. For once, he seems... almost relaxed to be with Tseng in public. They have a table with some privacy. Now, when to ask him? If he asks to early, and Tseng says no -- which, of course, he will -- they'll have to endure an awkward meal together.]

Whatever you like, love. [He smiles, watching him quietly.]

[Returning the smile, Tseng turns his attention fully to the menu.]

Mushroom caps stuffed with crab... that sounds good. Do you like crab, love?

[He looks up, searching Reeve's expression. Maybe there's no occasion at all, but he keeps thinking there has to be a reason Reeve texted him and offered dinner specifically. They rarely go out, too. Is it because of the recent virus, or something else?]

[There was, but Reeve sn't ready to bring it up yet. He smiles when he hears Tseng call him "love," warmth shining through his eyes.]

Those sound wonderful. Really, love, anything you want.

I know. [Tseng's lips twist a little wryly] I just wondered if you wanted to share the appetiser with me.

[He returns his attention to the menu] Is this a bottle of wine, night?

Happily.

[Hmmm, what would go nice with that as an entree? He purses his lips and considers both the menu and his lover's question.]

What kind of day did you have?

Nothing special. Which means no terrible disasters or crises. Not a bad day at all. Particularly now.

[Tseng smiled up at Reeve, closing his menu and grabbing the wine menu to make a selection]

[He smiles back and nodded in understanding. No crises? Sounds like a wonderful day.]

I'm glad.

[Maybe pasta. Pasta would be good. He sets aside his own menu, watching Tseng quietly.]

Have you been alright? After the virus? I know it was difficult for you...

I'm fine. It...wasn't difficult for me.

[Tseng sighs. This is the first time they've really talked about what happened, and he supposes it was inevitable]

It was only difficult in the sense that I didn't know how to handle it without hurting someone badly - especially Zack. I wasn't affected, you see.

I figured that out, after.

[His throat is dry and he swallows a bit, reaching to cover Tseng's hand with his own for a moment.]

I'm sorry. That I -- didn't realize what was happening. And for my behavior.

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[Tseng shakes his head, turning his hand over to catch Reeve's and squeeze it] It's the nature of viruses. I knew immediately that neither of you would realize that it was a virus, and I decided it was best to just wait it out. I don't know if it was the right decision, but it was what I did.

I think it was the only thing you could do.

[He returns Tseng's grip, giving him a small smile.]

It was nice -- living in a world where you came home every night. I liked that much, at least.

[Awkward segue ftw]

I hope Zack feels the same way. I worry about him, to be honest.

[Tseng smiles and squeezes back]

I liked that, too.

He seems -- not fine, but... I spoke to him. You know him better than I do, though.

[Well. That's a good starting point, right? He rakes a deep breath, looking up to Tseng.]

Would you ever consider it? Living with me, I mean -- I know you can't. Rufus would have kittens, but...

[Slightly preoccupied by the question of Zack, Tseng is momentarily startled by the question. He looks up, eyebrows rising]

I...I'd like that very much. I've thought about it a lot, even before the virus, Reeve.

[Though...Rufus is a good point, and he frowns. He wishes, though he knows it's a vain wish, that Rufus wouldn't be quite so protective of him.]

"You have?"

[His eyes wide as he watches Tseng. He thought for sure the other man would dismiss the notion out of hand.]

-- Would you?

[Tseng's smile turns a little wry] I'd like to, and if that was a serious offer...I will see what I can do. We're all used to living in the same building, but that doesn't mean it's impossible for me to do my job if I'm living elsewhere.

[He tightens his fingers around Tseng's.]

It absolutely was a serious offer. Nothing would make me happier, Tseng.

[He hesitates, eyes flicking around the restaurant, then rises to his feet and shifts around the table. He bends and gives Reeve a kiss]

Nothing would make me happier. I will figure something out, Reeve.

[Reeve doesn't protest the kiss at all. In fact, he reaches up to cup his hands to Tseng's cheeks. After all, if Tseng's moving in, this relationship won't be hidden much longer.]

I don't -- I don't want to be wedge between you two. I'm getting better at avoiding battles I can't win.

[Softly, his forehead against Tseng's.]

I don't want you to be a wedge, either. [He sits down again, and the waiter comes. He orders quickly, wanting to be alone with Reeve] But that's my problem to deal with, Reeve. I have to find ways of balancing my work and home life if I want the latter.

[Reeve nods in understanding, reaching out to take Tseng's hand in his once more.]

If there's anything I can do, let me know, but otherwise I will let you handle Rufus. I suspect that is best.

[Tseng squeezes Reeve's hand readily, his lips twisting wryly] I'm afraid anything you might do would probably be counterproductive.

That is undoubtedly true.

[He moved his chair closer to Tseng so that they were seated side by side, a small smile curling his lips.] Besides, I know how capable you are. I'm sure you'll work out something.

[Tseng looks a bit wry, but he nods] I'll think of something that'll accommodate everyone.

[OOC: Ne, sorry I've been slow at replying to this. I've been a bit blocked about how Tseng is going to work this out. How far apart do you suppose they live? Tseng lives with Rufus at the Healin lodge in Kalm, so does Reeve live in Kalm, too? Or does Tseng like...helicopter to Edge to visit him?]

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