#altcarb fanfiction

[chocnat]

Thinking of writing another cross-over. This time it's Marvel x Altered Carbon.

Let's see where this leads.

[janiedoe]

Name: Untitled (for now)

Fandom: Altered Carbon 

Pairing: Kovacs & Ortega

EPILOGUE 

He seemed so out of place in front of the counter, browsing through the different floor designs.

My plans were to stay home and do all the job from our new living room but Kovacs insisted on visiting that old-fashioned store located almost an hour away from our place; it’s more “traditional” he had said and I nodded because all of this was new to us.

I would’ve never imagined Kovacs in a place like that, looking so huge next to the furniture that, from my perspective, were too small for him to be comfortable on them; but this was a way to get to know him better, to get to know a new side of him that I, otherwise, wouldn’t have gotten to know.

We did this once… with Elias, however, he lost interest on everything, as usual, and started to look something up on his ONI until I left the place without a word. We had our fights, like any other couple, and he had his demons, like any living creature, but maybe they were too many, he never spoke about it. Now the roles turned and it’s me who is looking at Elias’s sleeve pacing around the store, expressionless, feeling something close to guilt.

“What?” It wasn’t actually a question and it wasn’t Elias who had asked, knowing something was off by only looking at me. I focused and saw Kovacs a few feet away. I shook my head.

“Nothing, I still think this would’ve taken us much less time from home” I gave him a weak smile.

“Yeah, but this way you can feel the materials, this is what I got”

He showed me the virtual cart from his ONI, it had been the most domestic thing I had done in a while and I hated myself for not enjoying it, knowing that good things don’t last forever and that the both of us were a ticking bomb.

We moved from the old apartment a few weeks after the Bancroft’s case was closed and decided to put everything behind our backs and I guess both of us knew that we were lying to each other and to ourselves; it wasn’t a matter of places or sleeves, it was a matter of the damn piece of metal in the back of our heads that kept all of our memories intact to haunt us.

The new place was all floor-to-ceiling windows, heated tiles and other fancy features Kovacs’s Beryllium Level had access to, features I wouldn’t give a fuck about, neither him, but we agreed we needed to get out of the place that had become a cage. The walls were all concrete, no furniture and no light, we got used to live in the shadows, roaming around the house completely naked and falling asleep entwined on each other after making love every night.

I woke up one night and there was no sign of Kovacs anywhere, it was raining and cold. I walked to the kitchen and saw his soaked body in the backyard, he wasn’t smoking, he was just standing there as if trying to liquefy himself and become water.

“Takeshi” I called and he turned to me. I could’ve sworn he was crying but it was hard to tell, the rain was too heavy and washed away any existent tears on his cheeks. He stopped, just inches from me; I felt his heat and looked for his eyes but he just kissed my forehead before going back inside.

That was the last time I saw him for a month.