"Hey, I heard a rumour that Rhys fucked you so good you ended up in the Medical Bay. Is that true?" They were the first words out of Brent’s mouth the moment he stepped into the room. After not seeing each other in person for a month, that was the first thing that came out of his mouth.
Kellen was livid. But he wasn’t even sure where to direct the anger. Rhys had put out the call, and had started to change the rumours. Brent was just a bloodhound when it came to these kinds of things.
Kellen had only seen him through a screen for a month, so seeing the man himself walking in through the doorway was a bit surreal. So surreal that it almost took away from his words, but not really.
Gwen and her friends were long gone, having only stopped by in their free time. Between then and now, Kellen had had a few more visitors, but it was afternoon, and just after the time that the Guides usually came back.
Rhys was behind Brent in the doorway, looking a little downcast, a little worried. He looked like a dog who had done something bad, and Kellen felt his jaw tighten.
Brent, reveling in the tense atmosphere, strolled on into the room, grinning. He wasn’t wearing a prosthetic, his sleeve rolled up and tucked as he glanced around the room.
"This is a nice room. Your Dad had a nice room too. Are all of them this nice?" Kellen wasn’t able to answer Brent’s question, but Rhys was.
"We made sure that every room was this nice. There aren’t really VIP rooms since I would want all of my employees to be treated the same. With that said, location might make someone more VIP than someone else. But that is dependent on the person." Rhys said quietly. Brent’s lips turned up.
"Ah. That explains how close this room is to everything else then." Kellen wasn’t fully able to understand where their conversation was going, but he didn’t really care. Instead, he turned to Brent and held out his arms. Brent didn’t hesitate for long, and came over for a hug.
"It’s good to see you, even if you’re making my blood boil as soon as you come in." Kellen told him and Brent laughed. Brent pulled back and the two men looked each other over, checking on each other.
Brent looked...tired. There were lines around his eyes, there was a dullness in his usually bright green eyes, and his body held a tension that Kellen was sure was from a mixture of things. Kellen knew that some of it had to be just from the fact that he had been responsible for so many of their students on the front lines, while the rest was probably a mixture of everything else that had happened to him on the front lines.
Still, Kellen was glad to see him in one piece. Well, the pieces that Kellen knew him as.
"I’m glad that you’re back in the city for a little bit." Kellen told him warmly and Brent chuckled.
"You might regret saying that." He told him and Kellen felt his face break into a smile.
"I might, but that’s okay. Get some rest. Go find a real bed to sleep in, unless you found someone to mooch off of on the front lines." There were very few people who had a real bed on the front lines.
It didn’t take Brent long to realise what Kellen was saying, and when he did, his face heated.
"There is nothing going on there!" Brent protested, too loudly. Kellen wouldn’t lie and say he didn’t realise that there were some similarities between his response now, and his response when Kellen had brought up Gwen in the past. Kellen didn’t mind Brent having options.
Whether he married into the family or not wouldn’t change Kellen’s feelings of comradery for the man. Would he lie to himself and say he wasn’t selfishly more interested in him getting involved with someone who was not his sister? No, he wouldn’t. It was a small relief, but Kellen also knew that nothing was set in stone.
Brent was clearly reacting like this because he was pushing him away. He was fighting against whatever was happening between him and Captain Sergei on the front lines, and Captain Sergei?
Well, he was quiet, but he was also a shit disturber. It was interesting to see through the meetings that Kellen had sat through how Rhys interacted with him. Both men seemed to poke each other, trying to get a rise out of each other. It was very...it was pretty endearing if Kellen was honest. Like they were cousins? It didn’t feel like sibling rivalry.
"Oh. I see. So not yet, huh?" Kellen said, a little smug smirk on his lips. Brent stared at him, his face flushing slightly and huffed.
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