#Except that’s for something stupid like shark fin soup

[booklovernerdhuman1]

Odysseus: cut off the tails of the sirens and let them drown in their own home

me: …wtf

wtf

wtf

wtf

WTF?!

Like, he could of killed them and then thrown their bodies in the ocean

But no

“Let them drown”

[angel-scythe]

The Big Blue

Hi people!

Here I am again with a fanfiction. Getting tired yet? (I need to find time to post others fanfictions by the way but I hate posting and I post already too much which bring all of this pretty not easy...)

But enough talk! Here I am to offer you another work inspired by @lusciouswhiteflame because why having ideas and projects when every artwork is a masterpiece and inspire me way too much? (In fact, I’m working on two fanfictions in the same time right now, oops?)

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They were partners in work for three months and in life since two. The first day Gavin had asked him to sleep with him, Nines had been surprised. He couldn’t sleep. He could go on standby but for him, it was a big waste of time. Though, he had quickly understood he could work while Gavin slept in his arms.

The mere idea was a good thing because Gavin seemed to sleep better since he was sleeping in his arms and … strangely, he was feeling better too. He loved to have Gavin on his chest and, since he worked fast, he could even enjoy looking at the slightest inch of his face. He knew him more than by heart and still, he loved admiring him, loved the tiny sounds he made when he was dreaming, enjoyed being able to be there to ease the nightmare without waking up him.

And at the same time, as he worked fast, as he had seen every inch of his face and knew his sleep cycle perfectly, the nights became a long time with nothing to do.

Slowly, he had started to search everything about Gavin…

He wanted to know what he didn’t know about him. He wanted to know him like he had always been a part of his life instead of being the Plastic Prick they put in his way. He often asked himself if Gavin loved him or if he stayed with him for … well for a lot of reasons. Having a robot-partner had a lot of advantages. A lot.

He wondered…

He didn’t know if he could push Gavin to love him as much as he loved him but he could maybe make him happy?

Nines watched Gavin as he was lying on him, one hand grabbing his top, the second on his pecs. He slid his fingers in the ruffled hair and smelled his coffee perfume, getting amused because the Detective was actually drooling on him while dreaming. He wondered what he was dreaming of. He wished he could jump in his dream and share them… His fingers moved a bit and brushed the dark circles under his eyes. Even when he slept, that didn’t seem to erase them. Maybe because he didn’t sleep enough?

He wished he could help him to sleep even more instead of finding him falling asleep in his seat at work, in the middle of the night, or in a sofa with files and tablets around him.

And he said he was working all the time?

He watched back Gavin’s old Instagram account. When Gavin became an adult, with a job taking every second of his time, he stopped filled him with stupidities and Nines was a bit sad because he loved what he could see there. Reading the legend of the photographs, he felt like he was discovering him in another side. And at the same time … he was exactly the same for him. Because he loved him, because he had learned everything about him, second by second, being at his side. And when his face seemed to be closed and without any emotions, in fact, he was feeling too many things for him. He pressed his lips against his temple before looking Instagram again, his LED yellow as the images were casting from his hand…

  Brushing his teeth, Gavin was preparing coffee while Nines was doing the breakfast. He watched the man with his boxer on and nothing else. A tiny smile appeared on his lips seeing him yawning.

“Good night?”

“Yeah.”

“I was wondering about something?”

“Hm?”

Gavin spat in the sink and wiped his mouth with his hand.

“When your mom broke up with Mister Kamski, where did you go?”

“What?”

Gavin turned toward the Android, frowning.

“Your mother was Kamski’s second wife, right? But they didn’t stay a lot together, am I right? You left from another house and from them, once again. Where did you live then?”

Gavin smirked and walked to him, folding his arms. “You should stop stalking me, you freak!”

“I’m not stalking you.”

“No, you’re certainly doing worst, weirdo. Give me those eggs and go prepare yourself, Tincan!”

“Where did you go to the College?”

“That’s enough, Nines! What the phck is goin’ on?!”

“I…”

Nines saw something in his face. Anger? Did he push on a subject Gavin didn’t like? It was hard to know because Gavin started to post less and less on his Instagram. He could imagine things but not knowing them… And that was the ‘problem’ because Gavin said only what he wanted on his Social Network Media.

“I just want to know you better?”

Gavin sighed and passed his hand through his hair.

“My mother and my dad didn’t get along very well. They broke up and we went to my aunt before getting to an apartment. As soon as I was able to leave the house, I went to the Police Academy of Detroit. Wanted to help people. From there, I took a tiny room in downtown, it was expensive as phck and I had like two rooms? Bathroom and the other. I stayed there for seven years then got this. Happy?”

“Yes. Thank you for sharing.”

Gavin unfolded his arms and kissed his cheek.

“Thanks for the eggs.”

He took them and walked to the coffee machine. As he poured a mug, he frowned.

“In fact… I went to Elijah’s few days between College and Downtown. Just time to find.”

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

Gavin yawned again and Nines wanted to offer him to sleep tonight but he knew Gavin wouldn’t want to sleep before two or three days.

At least.

He will have him doing nap here and there…

  Three days later

 He was tired. Really tired. The case was bigger than he thought and he almost didn’t nap. Which made him really tense and he wouldn’t be there, climbing the stairs, if Fowler hadn’t force him to get out. He wondered why Nines didn’t have hit him to make him fall asleep…

Uh … where was Nines? He didn’t see him much lately.

God, he was tired. And why he was climbing the steps instead of taking the lift? He was so dead…

Tired, exhausted, he pushed open the door of his flat. He wondered if he’ll take a soup before going to bed. And maybe a shower? He didn’t eat for three days except for coffee.

And then, in the entrance, he stopped.

In the armchair, facing the entry, next the sofa, there was a big shark, half his tall, just waiting for him and looking him with big black eyes.

“What the phck is that?”

“It’s Sharkie, your best friend since you’re seventeen.”

Gavin turned his head to Nines who cooked from the kitchen separated from the living room by a half-wall. It was quite open.

“What?”

Nines put down the spatula in the pan and he walked to the living room.

“You don’t remember?” he said.

“I’m phckin’ tired.” Gavin walked to the armchair and knelt on the floor, pressing his finger on the nose. “I don’t remember.” He pressed his head in the shark and groaned.

“You won’t fall asleep there? I made you hot dog.” Nines approached the Human. “Gavin?”

He crouched next to him and sighed a bit.

He was already asleep.

  Nines couldn’t let Gavin sleep on the floor so he brought him in the bed but the man didn’t even really wake up. He groaned and then fell asleep again. Nines even undressed him and slid in the bed with him, hugging him like ever without him moving and realizing anything.

It was almost frightening.

But Gavin was just asleep and he could feel his breath and his drool on his skin.

As he slept, he watched other pictures, being sad that Gavin didn’t remember. On those images, Gavin was always with the shark and he always put a legend about his ‘Best friend in the World’. You could see him with the plush around like a child, even in the College the last time he took a pic on Instagram…

Nines searched for the shark everywhere in Gavin’s house and, not finding it, he went to the College, asking for it. That looked stupid but his lover was working all the time, never stopping, and he wanted him to remember a time when taking a break was okay. Where he thought differently. He wanted to bring him back innocence, the innocence taken away by crime and horror a Detective could see in his life, and he also wanted to see him happy. As happy as he was in the pics…

It was stupid.

Stupid to go everywhere to have it…

He sighed, looking at the pic where Gavin showed his new buddy for the first time. He had been hit a lot and his nose was broken so Elijah offered him a big plush to comfort him and the love story started this day … and yesterday, Kamski said to him how he got those scars, how his mother beat him in the past. Maybe he just brought something bad from the past, memories?

Maybe that was the reason Gavin played the dumb?

Or he really forgot his best friend? After all, it was sixteen years before. Humans had the tendencies to forget things…

He sighed and turned his head to watch Gavin. His lips moved to kiss his hair.

And he got hit by a Gavin jumping suddenly.

“Sharkie!”

Gavin jumped out of the bed.

“What?” Nines said, looking him run away from the door.

“SHARKIE!!!” he heard from the living room.

Nines came out of the bed and the room to see Gavin jump on the armchair and the plush he hugged.

“Sharkie! I thought I had lost you! You’re there! And you’re even more beautiful than before! Look, your fin is sexed again!”

Nines blinked, his LED becoming yellow.

“You’re still soft!!”

Gavin pressed his face in the plush and what he said what almost not understandable but the Android was sure he had said “And you’re smell so good.”

“You remember him, then?”

The cop pushed out his head and cleared his throat, sitting in the armrest.

“Since when you’re there?”

“A moment,” Nines replied.

He walked to him as Gavin passed his fingers around the caudal fin.

“I thought you didn’t remember him,” the RK900 said, in a low tone.

“I never forget him. He was my best friend! But one day, I just didn’t find him back.”

Nines was a bit surprised because of the previous scene. Though, Gavin was really exhausted. Maybe he was so tired he couldn’t even remember this old plushie? He wouldn’t be that surprised, to be honest. He rubbed his nose, still hurting a bit, with a tiny smile.

“I called your brother. You forgot him in his house when you went to your room in Downtown. He said you didn’t have a place to keep him so he kept it but when he moved on to Belle Isle he forgot it in the attic. Well, he guessed it was what has happened. I searched for it in his old house, a family lived there and let me look, and since I didn’t find it I went to Elijah’s house. There, he let me look absolutely everywhere.”

Now Gavin understood why he saw him so little the last days.

“But you have cases to work on at the precinct?” he said.

“That wasn’t as important as finding Sharkie,” Nines replied.

Gavin was dumbfounded and he hugged the plush.

“It’s a plush, what are you saying? It’s not more important than people being killed or worse.”

“Seeing how much you’re happy, it was really much more important.”

Gavin’s heart missed a heartbeat and he blinked, watched him, hugging even more the plush.

“I also cleaned your plush and also repaired what needed to be repaired.”

“Why did you do that?” Gavin whispered.

“I wanted you to be happy and saw in your Instagram you loved him so much.”

“That’s weird now!!” Gavin jumped on his feet and walked to Nines, holding the shark in his arms. “But that’s the cutest and most beautiful thing someone had ever done for me.”

Nines caressed Sharkie’s head then approached his forehead than Gavin’s. The man brushed his lips against his.

“You’re making me happy,” he said before kissing him softly.

The Android replied to it with softness and love. Gavin pressed a bit against him and Nines took him under the thighs.

“You need to sleep more. The cuddles will be only done in the bed.”

“Okay! Sharkie sleep with us, right?!”

Nines smiled, seeing him so happy and he kissed him again. “With pleasure,” he whispered against his lips.

[boredsingaporean]

Chapter 20: KZ’s Wedding

There I was standing in front of a modest light blue two-storey bungalow that sat unobtrusively in between two other brightly colored ones. The gate was unlocked so I unhooked the latch and walked in. Small pots of jasmine and other flowers sat quietly on the left side of the front patio. A brown wooden bench, like the ones we found in school canteens but shorter, and a short pine wood cupboard, apparently for shoes, kept each other company on the left side of the main door. I knocked on the door. Minutes later, I heard steps running down a staircase, and then the door was unlocked and opened. “Come on in,” said KZ. About a month ago, KZ approached me to have a talk. I had known KZ since university days and whenever he talked more than his usual ‘two words in a sentence’ in a conversation, it must be about something that mattered a lot to him. We had such conversations when he told me about Laura and how he thought she might be the girl in his life, when he had received a good result for his Masters Degree, and when he had found a job for me at this current company. With the happy look on his face, I was sure he was going to tell me about something good and which meant a lot to him. “I’m getting married, you know, the traditional ceremony,” said KZ with a grin. “Oh finally! It’s about time huh? How long have you been ROMed? Three years?” I said avidly. “Haha… no, two years.” “So what made you decide to go through the traditional ceremony now?” “Well, Laura and I have been staying together for about a year now, so we’re thinking it’s about time to really start a family.” ROM is one of those ‘verbs’ that Singaporeans invented. ROM is actually the acronym for Registry of Marriage. The Registry of Marriage is the place where Singaporean couples sign on that piece of paper that changes their marital statues from ‘single’ to ‘married’, and swear to take care of each other till death do them apart. Well, legally, the couples are already married to each other by their signatures on that paper, but to the Chinese, they are not. There is still the traditional ceremony that they have to go through before their parents, relative and even some of their conservative friends can consider them as married. This also means that theoretically they are not allowed to have sex until they have gone through the traditional ceremony. “Beng, would you like to be part of my brother gang?” KZ asked. “Hey, of course! Of course I’d like to be! In fact, I’ll be pissed if you don’t ask!” “Hahaha… okay. Let’s go tell Rose that we’ll need to apply leaves then.” So that explained why I was at KZ’s parents’ bungalow early in the morning at seven o’clock. KZ made me sat at the living room while he went into the kitchen to get me something to drink. It was not my first visit at this bungalow, but it was the first time that the television was not on, his parents were not chatting with his father’s friends at the sofa and his sister was not chatting on the phone. For the very first time, I could hear the birds chirping on the trees outside the bungalow. KZ walked into the living room with a glass of water. It was then that I realized that KZ was still in t-shirt and shorts. “Hey KZ, what time are we supposed to reach Laura’s house?” “Erm… before eight,” KZ replied calmly as he sat down on the sofa next to me. “What? Before eight? It’s already ten minutes past seven! Why aren’t you dressed up yet?!!” “Hey Beng, relax…” KZ was interrupted by the honk of a car. He opened the door and looked out. It was KZ’s wedding car, a white Merzcedes decorated with champagne roses, pink ribbons and two wedding bears at the front. Following behind the Merzcedes was a white Honda decorated with the same champagne roses and pink ribbons but less elaborated. After both cars parked on road outside the bungalow, the white Honda’s driver walked over to talk to the Merzcedes driver. The white Honda driver and best man was our university friend, Chang Dek. Knowing that Chang Dek would brief the Merzcedes driver on the day’s schedule, KZ finally went upstairs to change into his suit. In a surprisingly short moment, KZ came back downstairs, all dressed up in his black suit and holding a tie in his hand. After he took out the champagne roses hand bouquet from the fridge, we proceeded to Laura’s house. In every Chinese traditional wedding ceremony, there is a part where the bride’s sister gang will be so excited to try out their smart ideas and the groom’s brother gang will feel so stupid to be the recipients of those ideas. It is the part where the groom and his brother gang have to go past the sister gang defending the bride’s doorstep. As compared, it will be so much easier to kill all enemies and proceed to the next level in Quake. “Eat these up!” a plump lady in the sister gang handed Chang Dek our best man a plate of ten red chilies. After some coughs and tears, the five of us including KZ finished the plate of chilies and Chang Dek handed the empty plate back to that plump lady. “Now do a hundred push-ups!” another skinny lady requested. Lucky for us, twenty push-ups was an easy task for each and every one. “Okay, now I want you to…” “Hold on,” KZ interrupted the lady with curly hair and pointed to his watch. “With any more delay, we’ll be late for the praying ceremony.” Lynn, Laura’s sister and bridesmaid, then came to the door and said: “Let’s talk about the price then.” “Good. How much?” KZ asked. “Nine hundred and ninety-nine dollars.” KZ stepped aside while I walked up to the door with a big red envelope, took out some notes from it and started counting in front of Lynn. “Hey, what is this currency?” Lynn asked when she realized that the notes I was counting did not look familiar. “Philippines pesos,” I replied calmly, still counting. “No! We don’t want Philippines pesos!” “Oh, then how about Indonesian rupiahs? Or do you prefer China renminbi?” “I want it in Singapore dollars!” Lynn folded her arms. “We’ve only got three hundred and eighty-eight Singapore dollars, Madam,” I showed her the pile of Singapore dollars. Lynn counted with her fingers and pondered a while, then grumbled: “Okay, okay. We’ll take your three hundred and eighty-eight dollars. I told Laura you finance guys are cunning and I’m so right!” With that, we managed to pass through the door and KZ stepped into Laura’s bedroom to find a beautiful bride waiting for him. KZ flipped up the veil and kissed Laura before holding her hand and leading her out of her bedroom. They then bided Laura’s parents goodbye and proceeded to KZ’s parents’ bungalow again. Back at KZ’s parents’ bungalow, the praying ceremony began with the worship of the heavens and the earth then paying of respect to KZ’s ancestry. After the praying, Laura changed into a traditional Chinese wedding dress known as ‘kua’. Laura would be wearing that for the tea ceremony. As a sign of respect, KZ and Laura knelt as they offered tea to KZ’s parents and elder relatives. For the younger ones, they just bowed as they offered the tea. In return, they received lots of ang baos and some gold jewellery for Laura. By the end of the ceremony, Laura looked like a Christmas tree with her gold necklaces and gold bangles. It was then already noon time and KZ’s relatives had already cooked dishes of delicious vegetarian food to be served as lunch. Vegetarian dishes were served because both KZ and Laura’s families were vegetarians. KZ, Laura, Lynn, Chang Dek and I finally had to chance to sit down and chat. “Hey Laura, how do you feel? Tired?” asked Chang Dek. “Not really tired. But I’m feeling very happy. Happy to be officially married to KZ,” Laura grinned with a happiness-filled smile and a pair of happiness-filled eyes looking at KZ. “So we’ll be looking forward for a dozen of little KZs and little Lauras in the near future?” I nudged KZ. “Yeh, don’t make my little cousin jumped for nothing!” said Chang Dek. Chang Dek was referring what happened a few days ago when the bridal bed was set. The Chinese believed that a new bed must be used by the wedding couple on their wedding day, thus although KZ and Laura had been staying together in their flat for the past one year, they had been sleeping on their mattresses in two different bedrooms. Their new bed was only purchased about a month ago. On that auspicious day when the bridal bed was set, a red tray of dried food like lotus seeds, dried longans and red dates was placed on the bed. Chang Dek’s nine-year old cousin then jumped on the bed to bless it with fertility. Once that ceremony was over, nobody was allowed to touch the bed except for KZ and Laura on their wedding night. That night, the wedding banquet was held at a famous vegetarian restaurant in town. Instead of the usual shark fins soup, fish, chicken and prawns, we had rice vermicelli and mushroom soup, mock fish, mock chicken and lots of vegetable dishes. Though vegetarian, the dishes were delicious. Because it was a vegetarian restaurant, no alcohol was served. Traditionally, tiers of champagne glasses would be stacked up like the shape of a wedding cake and the wedding couple would fill the glasses by pouring a bottle of champagne from the top. Even that champagne was replaced by a bottle of sparkling juice. After the sparkling juice filled champagne glasses were distributed to KZ and Laura’s families for toasting to the friends and relatives, KZ gave a touching speech to his and Laura’s parents, thanking them for the upbringing of the both of them. That was the first time that I heard so many words coming out of KZ’s mouth. The wedding couple then went around table by table to give everybody a toast. At that point, I felt that KZ must be feeling really lucky to be a vegetarian. Conventionally the groom would be sabotaged by his friends and made to drink glasses and glasses of liquor till he got drunk. Because it was a vegetarian restaurant, the joyous KZ had no problem drinking glasses and glasses of sparkling juice. By ten o’clock, the banquet was finally over and the wedding couple and their parents stood outside the restaurant to shake everybody’s hand and thank them for attending the banquet. After the last guest had left, KZ thanked his brother gang for all their help. “So dude, you can finally sleep on a real bed tonight,” I teased. “Yeh, that’s the one thing that I’m looking forward to now,” KZ grinned with a pair of tired eyes.