Idiosyncrasies of a Shadow // (ManxMan)

~Chapter 9~

[Aaron]

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Reason.

A word that implies subjectivity and objectivity.

He has money, so naturally he uses it. Correct?

After all, there is no point in letting it sit there till the day he lies in a coffin.

But to some, his money is limited to that. Just. Money.

To some, it doesn't imply the years of life he had spent slaving away with knowledge constantly fed to him.

Just because he has money, and he is conditioned to use it, does it make him a pompous, boneless shell?

A certain someone doesn't think so.

Because he knows how hard money is earned,

He knows no matter how much of it you have, effort is involved.

And he respects it. Why?

Because he knows there's a reason.

Reason behind the existence of his wealth,

Reason behind the lack of empathy.

He knows not exactly why or how his life carried out up till now, or what those reasons are;

But he knows, full well, that the rich man is a human. And not a shell for numbers on a bank account.

And to this certain someone, the mere fact that he exists is enough for him to respect it;

But the fact that he is a human, means he is capable of love;

Regardless of how foreign the idea of 'love' might be.

This certain someone will make sure he gives all he has and more to the rich man.

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"Sorry for pulling you away from Felix and the rest..." I apologize sincerely. Looking at the sunset and reminiscing at how much I've enjoyed the day. It's a simply a day off for me in all seriousness, call me biased but I haven't had one in ages and even a children's carnival sounds exquisite.

"Oh no, it's fine. Really." Skylar skips through the still busy carnival. Kids yelling in excitement everywhere. It isn't a scene I would normally be interested in, but I think for Skylar it is... worth it. "I know you're a busy man. So every second I get to spend with my new friend is cool."

I cringe but also smile at the word 'friend'. It's a contradictory feeling, really. That is all I am to him right now, but surprisingly, that's way more than I ever had. All those women that I've met interest me no further than the... sex. So they aren't exactly friends, not that I don't find them attractive, I am bisexual but I never had that emotional click. But at the same time, I would like to be more with him, take care of him and love him.

But right now, friends. That's all. And I'm fine with it... maybe.

"Running a big company must be tiring. I hope you found today fun and relaxing. You..." Skylar trails off and looks very serious for a second, then, he squints his eyes, scrunches his nose and sneezes. "... Look like you need a little more fun."

I shrug my jacket off and put it around Skylar, he mumbles a faint thank you and snuggles into my cologne dowsed jacket. I may have drifted off thinking about what I thought is a 1-on-1 date this morning while I was spraying my scent. But details, who needs them. It's not like there's enough cologne on that piece of clothing to start a fire. Good job Aaron! Embarrassing yourself one article of clothing a time.