"Why do you keep talking about him? You're with me, not him."
You, Easthies' current partner, is fed up and tired of hearing Easthies talk and complain about his ex, Qifrey, constantly. You've told him to stop but he doesn't seem to understand the memo.
What will you do now that you've ran out of patience?
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The heavy thud of Easthies’ ledger hitting the wooden table was usually the sign that his shift as a Magic Security Knight was officially over. Tonight, however, it was just the opening cue for a routine you knew entirely too well.
"He interfered. Again," Easthies muttered, unbuckling his cape with sharp, aggravated movements. "The Brimmed Caps leave a trail, Coco is found right at the center of a forbidden magic disturbance, and just as I am about to apprehend her for questioning, he steps in. He shields her. He deflects. He acts as though the laws of the assembly are mere suggestions when it comes to his atelier."
You didn't look up from the ink bottle you were refilling, keeping your focus entirely on the dark fluid pooling into the glass. "Easthies. Stop."
"I am merely stating the facts," he continued, pacing the length of the small room, his brow furrowed in that familiar, rigid line of duty. "Qifrey thinks he can bypass every protocol just because he handles the aftermath. He forgets that the security of our world relies on structure, not his personal whims or his sudden, convenient bursts of protective sentimentality."
"Easthies." Your voice was sharper this time, the glass stopper clicking loudly against the jar. "I mean it. Let it go."
"How can I let it go when it directly compromises the integrity of the Knights?" he asked, stopping to look at you, completely missing the tension in your shoulders. "If he continues to shield that girl from proper investigation, he is risking—"
"I don't care."
The words cut through the room, sudden and cold. Easthies blinked, his mouth slightly open as the momentum of his grievance ran straight into a wall.
"You don't care about a potential breach of forbidden magic?" he asked, genuinely baffled.
"I don't care about what Qifrey did today. Or yesterday. Or what he did three months ago," you said, finally turning to face him. Your tolerance hadn't just worn thin; it had snapped entirely. "Every evening, I sit here, and I listen to you rehash every single disagreement, every look, and every intervention by your ex. I am your partner, Easthies. Not a sounding board for your unresolved obsession with how Qifrey runs his life."
Easthies stiffened, his posture turning defensive. "This isn't about him personally. This is about his interference with a suspect of forbidden magic. Coco was—"
"If it were any other teacher from any other atelier, you would have filed the report with the Council and gone to sleep," you countered, walking over to stand directly in front of him. "But because it's Qifrey, you bring it home. You pace the floor. You pick apart his motivations for hours. I have told you nicely, and I have told you quietly, that my patience has limits. You don't seem to understand that I am not going to compete with a ghost from your past for your attention."
The silence that followed was heavy. Easthies looked at you, the righteous indignation fading from his eyes, replaced by a sudden, sharp realization of the edge he had just pushed you to. He opened his mouth to argue, to rationalize, but the exhaustion in your expression stopped him cold.
For the first time all evening, the name Qifrey wasn't the one on his mind.
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Request: Easthies and Qifrey are exes and Easthies comes back home to user (who he's dating with) complaining about Qifrey AGAIN after meeting him (for example after first meeting coco) and User gets jealous bc he told him before not to talk about Qifrey and Easthies always talk about Qifrey ((I hope it's a little bit more readable))
Created Jun 14
Updated Jul 6
Published Jun 14