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 Posted: Thu Mar 14, 2013 10:09 pm
Freya looked back again with annoyance on her expression, but then she double taked and saw what Kettil was doing, and her heart completely broke. She slid down after one last wave, closed the window, and collected the boil, holding him like a babe in her arms.
"No, no baby no, Hooter!" She knew his mother had warned her, but she hadn't actually expected.. "Baby, is okays, we're goings teh comes and sees them lots of times. Aww, my sweet baby.." Her heart flooded with emotion for the boil, pulling him closer and settling his head on her chest. Her hands brushed down his hair, and comforted him as best as she could. But she didn't sing, because.. she knew that would just make things so much worse.
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Posted: Thu Mar 14, 2013 10:12 pm
For a first couple of minutes he was ashamed enough of himself to pull away or try to until he eventually gave in and just melted against her and let her fuss at him as he cried. Right now he had no words to explain his feelings.
Just that he was sad to leave his family behind yet again. Kettil just buried his face into her shoulder and cried.
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Posted: Thu Mar 14, 2013 10:20 pm
Freya was more than happy to hold the boil for as long as he needed, even if it was the entire trip - if anything, comforting Kettil helped her to not feel sad for leaving, herself. She poured everything into making him feel better, keeping him close and warm, and never ceasing to stroke his hair and arms and back.
She was glad that Kettil wasn't going to try and be macho about his feelings, with her. She wanted him to be honest. She wanted him to feel comfortable enough to cry in front of her. He'd promised; no corners.
She kissed the top of his head, settled into her seat, and contentedly prepared to never let him go again.
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Posted: Thu Mar 14, 2013 10:25 pm
Kettil's crying only settled a little later as she held him but that was only because he had pretty much cried himself to the point that he essentially fell asleep nestled against her. Certainly they were on a train and many would be able to see him being coddled and cooed over by his ghoulfriend but Kettil didn't honestly care.
His goal was so his family didn't see him weep upon leaving and that goal was accomplished, even if barely.
For the rest of the trip he essentially clung onto Freya and slept in her arms.
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Posted: Thu Mar 14, 2013 10:28 pm
Kettil was a big baby. A big, warm, giant hearted baby.
And he was her baby.
Freya decided, from then on, that she'd do everything in her power to keep it that way. And in her opinion, that decision would undoubtedly be the best thing that had come from this trip.
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