©table code and image to jacoby; 1132 words; You don't have to feel like you have to mirror I've just been scheduled for some 9 hours shifts at work so this is my way of making up for only having been able to do a single post a night and keeping you waiting.
Marik was glad to have his brother around. Glad to at least have someone that he knew. It made settling into Inferni easier. Especially since he didn’t need to claim a place to sleep. He just crashed in his brother’s bed. And it worked for them. Marik got a place to sleep and Cotl got to cuddle like he liked to do. And well it couldn’t be said that the slightly small boy didn’t fit perfectly well into his brother’s arms at night. But of course everything was platonic. Marik might not act and talk brotherly all of the time but he did respect his brother’s wishes. Cotl wasn’t into it and so he wasn’t going to push it. Though he couldn’t help to continue to hint at it. Just like Cotl couldn’t help yelling out strange and random things. And it was why he loved his brother. His brother understood and accepted that he couldn’t help what he did as much as Cotl couldn’t. But the slightly older hybrid knew that for all he said and did that he could be trusted. That he wouldn’t completely cross boundaries unless he was given permission to. And it really wasn’t that he was lusting after his brother, though he had no qualms with getting physical if Cotl ever wanted to, but he was like that with everyone. All of his friends back home could testify to it. He would flirt around with and tease everyone. He just saw everyone as being the same. Marik had no prejudices. He wouldn’t turn away anyone that could think to want him. But the coyote wasn’t after anything more than a physical relationship. Or perhaps a friendship along with it. Actually he considered a physical relationship a friendship. He would keep it up as long as the other still could want him. But he was nowhere close to being exclusive. It just wasn’t in him to be. He just wasn’t that one being for life sort of boy. Anyone that messed with him just had to understand that. And since he wasn’t faithful he didn’t expect others to be either. Why should they be limited if he wasn’t going to limit himself? It wouldn’t be fair and so Marik wasn’t going to enforce it. Though should he ever get to that point that he wanted to settle down then you could bet that he would be possessive. If he was going to restrict himself then whomever he was with would have to do the same. And he would see to it through any means necessary. Which was a good thing he wasn’t looking to settle anytime soon. Actually he couldn’t even imagine himself such a way. Just like he could never imagine Cotl living his lifestyle. Actually he couldn’t think of Cotl with anyone at all. His brother was such a prude. But that also made him loveable. At least towards Marik. And what was all that the hybrid was worried about. Why should he care how Cotl treated others? He was the one that was sharing his brother’s bed and not them.
He had gone into Halifax, spending the day away from his brother. He had no idea what Cotl had been up to. But it wasn’t like they could never spend time apart. Nope, time apart was a good thing. It allowed for Marik to meet new canines. For Marik to make friends. For Marik to find things to bring back for his brother. And that is just what he had spent time doing. He had gathered a storage box full of things. And this box he had the items in had a tail. He wasn’t sure why it did but it did. But why should it matter if it had a tail or not? It served the purpose of carrying back all of the things that he had gathered. Or well not all of them but a partial amount. At least now he knew that the next time he went into the city that he would need to take something with him so that he could carry back the things of interest that he had found. This take had found him returning with his storage box with a tail, a couple of blankets like Cotl had wanted, a couple of “bibles”, something called ramen, these really weird metal bits that he had gotten out of another storage box. A box he couldn’t get closed again after he had gotten it open. Oh, and a couple of knives. He figured those would do better for skinning then the sharp rock he had found. The rock was destroying the skins and he couldn’t have that. He wanted to use those skins for something special that he had in mind. So he had gotten the sharp objects just for that purpose. But he wasn’t about to give up his shell. That was still the best thing to use to clean the skins. At least it was the best that he had found so far. And why trade in something that worked so well? It would just be stupid to do something like that.
Marik made his way into the mansion with his goodies in his arms. The door to the house was nudged closed behind him as he made his way to the place. His steps took him directly towards the stairs. “Hey Cotl! I’m back! I found some really neat stuff!” He called out, not even considering the other residents in the place. Actually he hadn’t met in others in the large building if there was anyone else even here. Actually he didn’t know if his brother was even here at all. He hoped he was cause it would suck if he had been so excited to bring all the stuff all this way just to have to wait even longer to show his brother. But again he had no idea what his brother did while he was away. It wasn’t like he actually expect Cotl to wait around for him to get back. His brother had his own life to live. And the slightly older male had been living it alone while Marik had been making the trip to this place. To this country. So chances were that Cotl happened to be out with one of his friends. He didn’t need Marik to save him any longer. Not when he fitted in so well in this while Marik had to adjust to not being the one that his brother had to depend solely on. Adjust to not being the only one worthwhile in his brother’s life. So hoping that Cotl might be in Marik headed up the stairs and directed his steps down the hall and towards the room the he shared with his brother.