Learning to Fly

Zachary could not understand why a couple would find themselves in such a predicament. One had to hope that they were safe from all harm despite living in the mist of villains. “I promise you that will never happen.” He would not allow it, he promised to protect Chandler at all cost. Those warm eyes that soften as he sensed Adia’s glare, caused the male to tug his head upwards once more. “I hold you to that. You mustn’t forget,” Zachary uttered; he knew she wouldn’t. Distancing himself from her frame, Zach pulled gently at her hand. “How long are you here, again? I don’t want your time at the palace spent solemnly on making me feel better. Lets do something fun. How does that sound?”

Zachary lifted his head slightly, attempting to pull the weigh off Adia’s body. “There is no doubt that either of us would die under such circumstances, I only hope Chandler is never put in such a situation.” A hand picked up from his side, resting gently up against her cheek, his thumb circled softly along her skin. Zachary had been relieved by her arrival. Knowing she was around, that she cared, had helped his thoughts slowly shift towards happiness: Adia always knew a way to make him feel comforted. Pulling his hands back to his sides, Zach drew his eyes towards his shoes. The feeling of her touch ignited a soft fire inside his cheeks, a broad smile appearing as he tilting into her palm. “I would have to come and visit you one day. You would have to tell me where you are living first, before I manage to take a trip somewhere. I would not want to be lost in some unknown land, you know.”

“That is true. Candler is quite adorable when he is jealous. I do hope he never really takes those troubles to heart.” Zachary never meant any harm. Jealousy was a rather normal emotion, one he exhibited countless times. Somehow, though, Chandler always reassured him that there was never any need to be afraid of a strangers interference. “I wouldn’t want him to die for me though,” he mumbled – he could never wish harm on his husband. “Being honest is good though. Humans should not have the capability to lie. What good does lying do for us?” Nothing. It only made matters worse. “Oh?” Zachary paused as if attempting to act innocent. He was aware that it sounded rather risqué, though Zachary felt comforted by the sweet sound of Adia’s laughter. “You know, I do miss that little laugh of yours. Took me months to hear it the first time we met.” 

“Oh super jealous, just how I love him to be.” Zachary playfully added, “I believe he does, though I am not sure many of his friends are married.” He had not been aware of many married people himself. Benjamin was on the verge of marriage, but he could not think up many others. Zachary melted into her hug, his arms instantly wrapping around her smaller frame. Squeezing tightly as if to keep her close, his dropped his voice to a whisper of his own. “I just love him so much.” And while Zach understood his husband loved him so, he felt afraid that he was destroying their relationship. “Thank you,” he whispered into her neck, his head resting on top of her shoulder. “It is hard to fake confidence. But I never picked you for lacking in that department. You are always up front with me, you know. But if you want, you can create a whole different persona to try and fake your own confidence? She can be Cherry, or something weird.”

“I will want that title. I can hold it over Chandler, I bet he would be jealous.” Being a godfather was an honor, something Zachary truly wanted. He knew he would have made Adia a godmother, she meant far too much to not include her in his children’s life. “I don’t know. I am not sure what I should be doing anymore. I just don’t want to mess up our relationship. What if he thinks I am fucked up or that I am too much to handle?” Zach could not handle losing the man he loved. “I know I had multiple times. What if this is the last chance he can handle giving me?” While Zachary knew Chandler loved him, his mind was still tarnished by his parents abuse, forcing him to believe he hadn’t deserved love at all. “I think so? I’ve met a lot of people, but not many who I’d be jealous of. Wait. Why would I be jealous of her? Are you jealous of her?”

“Of course. I better be a god parent to one of these kids. I will be very disappointed if I was not,” he stated truthfully. “What do you think he will say when I tell him I was talking to his brother behind his back? Do you think he will be happy? No he won’t. He’d be pissed and I am sure that will cause some sort of break between us.” It was painful to say, but Zach knew that this would hurt his husband. “A couple of years? So in two years? That is a couple, isn’t it? Ballet? Oh. Well I am not really interested in that. But if she is talented in ballroom, I will definitely try to find her. How does she look like again?”

“I would definitely visit you and your kids. I can just imagine tiny little Adia’s running around. Oh the nightmare,” Zach joked – they would certainly be cute. “No it isn’t. I just, maybe I am messed up? I don’t want Chandler to think he needs to save me and I rather not scare him. He already have issues of his own.” Perhaps Zach talking about his own mental state would cause Chandler to have a panic attack – he hadn’t wanted to do that. “Triplets? That’s surely a lot at once. This is all in the future, right? There is nothing wrong with living in the same city as someone else. I had to try with you, didn’t I? Look where it got me. She’s a dancer? Really? What sort of dancing? I’m interested in learning some new moves.”

“Would you ever visit if I have children?” The idea had seemed like a lovely thought, though perhaps Adia would get scared of children then? “Me being upset is just a burden. I don’t want to tell him I am sad. Chandler would then believe I am crazy and regret our marriage.” It seemed extreme, but his insecurities always played a part in his thoughts. “Being themselves? Sounds boring. She isn’t going to want to be away from her siblings, I am sure they are very attached. I may have, though the name does not ring a bell. She seems interesting, perhaps you just have to get to know her more before she really opens up. Is she talented like Toulouse?”

“I am sure he is. But I cannot assume things, you must never assume.” After all, things could have changed in the future. Whether that was for the better or not, Zach was unsure of. “Straight to the hard questions, huh? Well I guess because he is never around. It’s kind of hard. I guess he always just assumes I am happy and never really asks.” It took a lot for Zach to even admit he was upset in the first place. “I am sure they would want you both. Why could they not? Do you like Marie, I am not sure I ever met her.”

“For me, it is. Though it is a two person relationship.” While they talked about it before, Zach still had not been a hundred percent sure what will happen. “And it snowed the other say, it was very nice. Does it snow in Wonderland?” Probably. “Really? Where have you been thinking?”

“That is true. I would leave that for the future, if I ever have any children.” He knew he would, though when was the question. “My life has been interesting. My friend is living with me and Chandler now. It’s very difficult with three people and several pets, but we manage. What else has been going on in your life?”

“Does he have anything on his skin?” Zachary asked, curious to know whether Toulouse thought to have tattoos on his own skin. “It would look weird?” Maybe Adia was right. “Alright. Well I could put a horse somewhere. I always did like horses.”

“He should practice it then so that he can start tattooing you later on. It would men a lot more then, I am sure.” Zach thought it would be cute, especially considering the two had though about marrying one another someday. “Guardian Adia? That’s a good one. Well, you kind of are. I’ll agree. And I already have a tree on my forearm, but maybe something like a family tree somewhere on my body. It would just me and Chandler’s name first, but when there are kids, I might add more? How does that sound?”

“But he is thinking about it, it seems. Where do they do this, in Wonderland?” Or was in France? He hadn’t been so sure. At the tug, Zach obeyed and begun to walk. “Wish on you? That sounds wrong. Any other ideas you have, I may get more than one.”

“That is sweet of you. Does he do it himself, the whole tattooing part at least?” He questioned, having known it could be possible. It didn’t seem hard, Toulouse was already an artist. “Matching tattoos? I already have a feather, but I could get a star. Somewhere on my torso?”

“You want a tattoo behind a ear?” It seemed painful, though it would have most likely been so small to make a big impact. “That sounds like a good one, I like it. I am not sure what I should get. Have any ideas?”