Halloween

[1stmacleod]

For Halloween, Connor comes home a little longer after his text conversation with Kairos than he meant to, but he's dressed all in simple, dark blue robes that are clearly Japanese. They're not all that ancient, just from the 80's, with a nice circular watery design in white on the back. His katana is tucked into the belt of the robes, his regular clothes in a bundle in his hand. It should pass for a costume, and as a bonus he can carry the katana openly without being questioned. It's possible people will take it for a mere prop.
After a light, early dinner, he and his goddess of a girlfriend head to the Way to help out, and it's not as bad as he feared. The distraction is good, but still, every once in a while, there's some dark-haired little boy, or a knight or cowboy costume, and for just a moment Connor is struck with a pang of deep sorrow. Just once, it's a princess with blonde curls, and he excuses himself to the bathroom for ten minutes.
By the evening's end, he's had enough of Halloween. Connor makes tea, and cuddles on the sofa with Kairos, head nestled against her shoulder. It's been an emotionally wearing evening, and it takes a lot of cuddling and some good long kisses before he feels it's safe to go to bed.
Even then, he dreams of his children.

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[kairos-aether.livejournal.com]

"Mm. I can agree with that." Kairos pulls at one of the pillows, gets comfy, and settles in herself. She's perfectly okay with staying right where she is for the rest of the night.

[1stmacleod.livejournal.com]

Connor lies still, eyes open, for a while. He's listening to her heartbeat, and he holds one of her hands in his, lethargically playing with her fingers between his own. Eventually the motion stills and his breathing evens out, and he falls asleep curled against her.

[kairos-aether.livejournal.com]

It's not until Kairos is certain that he's asleep that she allows herself to drift off to sleep.