i want to know your plans

[tadeadshi]

[A week holed up in his own apartment after getting a start date for working at the campus. A week trying to get what he could remember of the portal onto paper so he could start rebuilding it. Some of the tech he needs to build it doesn't exist yet but he'd rather have it down and prepared now for when it is eventually.

There isn't much else in the apartment though. Callaghan helped him get some of it - a table, some chairs, a couch, a bed - and basic kitchen things to get him started. At least it's quiet. He still isn't used to that, going from living with Akihiko and Shinjiro and the rest of De Chima to back with his aunt and Hiro and Steve frickin' Rogers with Jaime next door to.. this.

It's weird. And he's trying to get used to it again but some nights it's just hard and he could use the company.]

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[pushtheboundaries]

[Robert takes pains to check up on the other man. he feels...well, he's only so certain how to feel. a degree of responsibility, and there's no denying certain feelings, certainly not at this stage. they're close, and Robert's come to enjoy that feeling of closeness...

...but there's a part of him that whispers how he should be at least trying to help Tadashi gain a degree of independence. to be able to make his own way. to...be able to go on his own, if he wanted to.

even if Robert would have been perfectly happy to have Tadashi room with him - them - indefinitely.

this evening, though, he has more than an excuse to drop by - Abigail's sleeping over at a friend's, and Robert himself? Robert has some take-out and a craving to see how the apartment is coming along. he did text Tadashi to ensure he could swing by, and, as punctual as ever, there's a knock on the door not a minute before he said he'd arrive.]

[tadeadshi]

[On this particular night? The table Tadashi's set himself up at is three layers deep in papers and blueprints and ideas, a half-empty mug of cold coffee within arm's reach on the kitchen counter. He hears the knock and stares at it before he gets up to answer.]

Mr. Callaghan... [He blinks slow, then realization hits and he runs a hand down his face, moving out of the way for him to enter.] Forgot, I'm sorry. [Yeah, he totally answered that text, then immediately forgot. Happens to the best engineers.] Come on in.