it hadn't been an immediate leap, but eventually, he and will began venture out further and further on their scouting missions; hours became days became weeks that they're gone. felix's hard limit has been two weeks at a time, and even that length unsettles him - but they need to understand their surroundings. they do have the caches of data taken with them in their initial flight from the research base, coupled with the insight of indira and her people, who know the lay of the land even better than the CR reports - but it's different to hear it secondhand or read it from a brief; he needs to see it himself. leo and hope and will all recognize this about felix, and understand it; maybe it helps make him feel a little less guilty each time he leaves. but it doesn't ever lessen the homesickness that hooks into him as the first night passes into the second day, that only grows like the waxing moon.
the only thing that cures that is this: his arms around leo, who's always beaming when felix and will come home. felix sinks into him, the contact never failing to make him feel small again - but it's not a bad feeling. being enveloped by @doomdays makes him feel safe, and he doesn't want to leave that safety just yet - so he doesn't. instead, he murmurs into leo's shoulder, "hey, dad," the smile in his voice entirely evident.
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Vintage Carlo Carlucci cartoon from the 80s.
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