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4th floor common room, Saturday late afternoon-evening

A certain red-clad Cadet had gone to the common room, armed with a ~~handwavily~~ freshly-purchased pepperoni pizza and the garbled mess that was his class notes from the past week, so he could spread out and attempt to make sense of them, especially because he had a test coming on Thursday. However, the second he'd lay down on one of the couches, he began to drift off. He was still feeling quite unlike himself and still had had difficulty sleeping- not in the least of which because he often started dreaming about Dru when he closed his eyes.

So there was a dozing Sky, an open notebook covering his face, thinking he'd just take a 15-minute nap to refresh himself. Yeah, right.

[Open as a common room is. He might be nice and share his pizza if you want to prod him awake, otherwise he'll be asleep out here pretty much all night.]

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Really, Troy wouldn't care if Sky didn't like being thought of as cute. Because he totally was. Even at other times! ... But especially cute right now.

But yeah, Troy was being totally quiet as he sat there, occasionally looking over towards Sky to watch him sleep ~~in a totally non-creepy way, honest~~.

After a while, Sky finally stirred, slowly becoming aware of the warmth and weight of the blanket on top of him, and turned onto his back.

"...Dru?" he asked sleepily, before blinking hard and shaking his head. No, he was at Fandom, and Dru was... He then spotted his company. "Troy?" he asked instead.

Troy smiled softly, choosing to ignore Sky's first word. "Yeah," he said softly. "Did I wake you?"

"No, no, I was only taking a quick nap so I could concentrate on studying," said Sky quickly, sitting up and glancing out the window, before taking his cell phone out of his pocket to check the time. His face fell; he'd been asleep for an hour and a half. "...Well, I intended that to be a quick nap, at least."

Troy chuckled a bit. "Usually, if you sleep like that, you need it..." His voice trailed off a bit at the end of the sentence, as he clued in exactly why Sky probably needed the sleep. "Do you feel a bit better, at least?"

Sky reached up and scratched the top of his head.

"...I do and I don't," he said. "I told Bridge on Friday and almost broke down, because he's the only person here who knew Dru. But at the same time, they haven't found a body, so... I'm trying to let go, but still hoping at the same time. It's complicated."

Troy nodded. "Do they..." He hesitated. "... Are there many cases where they end up finding people after they go missing like this?"

Sky shook his head.

"In Dru's line of work- he was training to be an undercover operative- no, there aren't very many. Which is why I'm wanting to let go, but everyone keeps reminding me that he's not unquestionably gone til they find his body..."

"Which they might never find."

Troy winces as soon as he says it, not really having intended to do so, but... at the same time, it's the truth.

"Mmhmmm." Sky sighed heavily. "So I want to believe he's still alive, but I also want to remain realistic. It'd been a rollercoaster the past few days."

Troy's hand went out to Sky's, reaching out to grab it for comfort. "I... I can't even really imagine," he said. "What you're going through, I mean. Are you... are you sure you want to have a date at some point?"

Sky accepted the hand-grab, once more finding physical contact to be comforting at a time like this.

"I'm sure," he said. "I just don't know when." He looked hopelessly at Troy. "...I really like you, Troy. I honestly do. But I'm also really, really confused right now. I like you, but I also loved Dru, and I know he'd want me to be happy, but since I'm not sure if he's even dead..." He stopped. "I'm starting to sound like Bridge. OK, clear and concise- I'm confused as hell right now. But I'm getting to a point where I can think and talk about him without wanting to cry or throw up, at least, so that's better than I was even yesterday."

Troy let out the breath he hadn't even realised he was holding, and squeezed Sky's hand. "Take as long as you need," he said, and then added, with a grin, "And yeah, throwing up is generally a bad thing. Especially when I'm sitting right here in front of you like this."

OK, Sky couldn't help but smile at that. "Yeah, that might start off our relationship on a sour note. Thanks for being understanding, though."

... Part of Troy started flailing -- with glee, it should be said -- when Sky used the word 'relationship'. Still, he managed to keep mostly cool. "Not a problem," he replied. "I... Like I said, I can't imagine what it must be like. And... I think you're worth waiting for."

Sky blinked a few times, absorbing what Troy had said. Was that Sky... blushing? He could feel his face going hot, at least.

"Well... I'm flattered," he finally said.

Red's a good colour for Sky!

Troy flailed a little more internally at what he'd said, not having intended to say anything of the sort. "So, uh, yeah," he said, struggling for words as he got to his feet. "Thanks for the pizza! Uh, I'll see you around?"

Sky had finally noticed that a slice of his pizza was missing.

"You're welcome, thief." He winked, offering Troy his blanket back. "And yeah, I sure will. I should probably try and study some more, now that I've had a nice long brief rest."

Troy took the blanket, grinning. "Hey, you left it out in the common room. As far as I'm concerned, that makes it fair game." He waved as bit as he walked out of the room. "I'll see you, Sky!"

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