Dancing without you is like a broken pencil - pointless.... - @iwalnutbow
“Stop that bullshit, Zack. You know that you’re not dancing without me. Never. I’m always there. Watching, judging and scolding you for fucking up your steps. Like always.”
@iwalnutbow
Yes, Zack was tempted to sell his very soul to Yggdrasil if it meant that Kaito would be able to walk the earth again. Maybe there still was a future for the two of them, he never gave up on that thought, as stupid as it may have been to even consider it as a possibility.
“You’re funny as ever.” His expression indeed lit up a bit, but still he shook his head. “But you still haven’t learnt how to lie to me. I know I still fancy you too much to let go of me.” There it was, a faint hint of his old self. Slowly he calmed down a bit, though that certainly didn’t mean he was less broken. Zack lifted his gaze to finally meet Kaitos’ eyes and gave him the most loving look he had.
“I know you’ll beat me up if I manage to resurrect you properly. But that’s worth it if it means I can properly touch you again. See, that’s how selfish you made me.”
“At least be so gair and respect my wish and let me rest here in peace. I don’t want to deal with you dickheads anymore in this forsaken live. I’m fine here and you should go out and suffer through this mess of a live that you made yourself a living hell.” he rampaged but wiht an amused undertone. Then he looked away and crossed his arms in front of hi chest. “And stop looking like a fangirly cheerleader. This is sick.” He would really loved to kick him and even set his foot into motion but Zack wouldn’t feel the pain anyway. Too bad, honestly. “And don’t blame it on me that you’re an idiot. You’ve been one before I found you. A giant one on top of it.”










