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Part 1 of OB & Casey🕛⏳The Future Is Forgiven, So Smile
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For All Time, Always

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Finally wrote one of my own after enjoying everyone else's!

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The last thing Casey would have guessed about the end of the world was the cold.

 

Not that he'd ever thought about the end of the world, until a few days ago. But over those last few days, in between rushing around the TVA, helping OB, and more rushing around, he'd wondered what it might feel like if they didn't succeed. 

He was scared, he knew that. Scared for himself, sure. But more so than that he was scared for The Timeline, the people on it. He was scared for Mobius, Loki, B15, and everyone else at the TVA. Especially OB. But he was terrified of the unknown. His life at the TVA was somewhat monotonous, sometimes exciting (especially since Loki had arrived) but always predictable. Even when the exciting stuff was over it was back to the monotony of his desk job . Predictable. And he liked it that way. He was used to it.

The Loom, the exponentially expanding branches, the blast doors. They were all unpredictable. Chaotic. At literal breaking point . And he couldn't help wondering over the last few busy days what it would feel like when the levy  broke.

He wondered if it would hurt or if it would be too quick .Would it be loud or quiet ? 

But he hadn't thought anything about the temperature. So now, as he stood with his friends, a pane of uselessly reinforced glass between them and the radioactive force about to hit,  he was surprised how cold it felt when the  piercing bright light looked so warm .

Until something reached his palm, making his fingers tingle slightly with the softness of a touch he hadn't felt before but seemed somehow so familiar.

He looked down for a moment to see OB's hand in his own. Holding on as if this small moment defined so much more than the end of everything as they knew it .

Before everything went white Casey glanced up at OB's face, still looking towards the oncoming cataclysm. He looked scared, stunned, but  mesmerised at the sight in front of him, holding on a little tighter to Casey's hand. Casey squeezed gently back. 

And in that moment Casey was sure that whatever came next, oblivion or something worse, he would remember the warmth and the comfort of OB's hand in his.

 

For all time, always.

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