Like what Joaquin said: Don't you think it would be nice to have that kind of symbolism? To have some way of showing others that, hey, you care about someone and they chose to care about you back just as much... Yes, yes he did. But he wasn't allowed to talk about the Drift, which was by far the most loving, momentous gesture anyone ever had made for Newt. The line on the floor was had been annoyance, once, and despising, and was now a symbol of fondness. The chalkboards on their walls, also, affection. The kiss on New Years. But the only ones he could show off were the ones Newt himself had put into their shared space or initiated. Hermann, while justified, had said no to the discussion of the Drift and so the greatest gesture of friendship and love that Hermann had ever given Newt went into a box and got spoken of only in private conversations with trusted few and almost always scientifically.
He couldn't show it off. He couldn't wave it in front of people and brag and say 'Hermann did this for me!'
And Newt knew this next thought was bullshit, but that didn't stop his brain from thinking: Maybe Hermann just doesn't want people to KNOW what we mean to each other. Lately, he had even stopped letting Newt play the game of 'let people believe we're married' which was fine. Newt had just wanted to get someone to genuinely believe it. The thought tickled him immensely and he thought it'd be a lot of fun for someone to ask Hermann out of the blue someday how his 'husband' was doing (and he wanted to hear it, and watch Hermann sputter and blush).
Sometimes, Newt had wondered if he was being too hopeful, if he was lying to himself. But Hermann was still here and that steady presence was love and devotion embodied and he knew that, really. The promises were between just the two of them. So this...intrigued him. Hermann never stopped surprising him.
Newt scooted forward, drink forgotten, his interest on Hermann. "And after the wedding? I mean, after that all cools down and the honeymoon has worn off?"
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Date: 2016-02-07 01:02 am (UTC)He couldn't show it off. He couldn't wave it in front of people and brag and say 'Hermann did this for me!'
And Newt knew this next thought was bullshit, but that didn't stop his brain from thinking: Maybe Hermann just doesn't want people to KNOW what we mean to each other. Lately, he had even stopped letting Newt play the game of 'let people believe we're married' which was fine. Newt had just wanted to get someone to genuinely believe it. The thought tickled him immensely and he thought it'd be a lot of fun for someone to ask Hermann out of the blue someday how his 'husband' was doing (and he wanted to hear it, and watch Hermann sputter and blush).
Sometimes, Newt had wondered if he was being too hopeful, if he was lying to himself. But Hermann was still here and that steady presence was love and devotion embodied and he knew that, really. The promises were between just the two of them. So this...intrigued him. Hermann never stopped surprising him.
Newt scooted forward, drink forgotten, his interest on Hermann. "And after the wedding? I mean, after that all cools down and the honeymoon has worn off?"