Since I can't post in ao3, and Idk wtf happened
Here's a fic I made (a song fic)
Shadow Milk held his breath, exhaling slowly as he opened the doors in front of him. There stood a man by the balcony with long blonde hair, a flower crown, a long light blue and golden dress that matches the very heterochromatic eyes that he's been dying to see, a blue and yellow each in those beautiful eyes.
He called out to his wife, an endearing and loving tone, also filled with guilt after being apart for so long.
"Is it you? Have my prayers been answered?" Pure Vanilla trembled slightly with his hands on his chest.
"Is it really you standing there?..."
"Or am I dreaming once more.."
As he walked slowly towards the man in blue. Close enough, Pure Vanilla brings a hand to cup Shadow Milk's face. Examining his features, and his expression.
Pure Vanilla's thumb grazes over his cheek right under his eye, a visible dark spot
"Your eyes look tired..."
Pure Vanilla, not breaking contact, looks at him with eyes filled with woe.
"Your frame is lighter..."
Pure Vanilla's other hand caresses his cheek gently.
Pure Vanilla tilted his head slightly.
"Is it really you, my love?"
Shadow Milk shifted from where he stood, unable to even bring himself to avoid Pure Vanilla's gaze.
"I am not the man you fell in love with..."
Pure Vanilla's eyes widened.
"I am not the man you once adored..."
Pure Vanilla slowly lets go of Shadow Milk's face, looking at him with pity.
"I am not your kind and gentle husband"
Shadow Milk looks away from Pure Vanilla's gaze.
"And I am not the love you knew before..."
Pure Vanilla's expression, emotions circulating.
"Would you fall in love with me again if you knew all I've done?"
"The things I can't undo... I am not the man you knew! I know that you've been waiting... Waiting..."
Pure Vanilla's voice hitched as he calmed himself.
"What kinds of things did you do?"
Shadow Milk returned his gaze, somewhat murderous, as Pure Vanilla finds himself in a vision.
"Left a trail of red on every island..."
Shadow Milk follows the path, Pure Vanilla's eyes following him.
"As I traded friends like objects I could use..."
Beasts and Ancients, heroes and villains, every cookie fell victim from Shadow Milk's arduous journey.
"Hurt more lives than I can count on my hands."
Shadow Milk trembling, looking at his bloody hands in shame.
Turning his gaze towards Pure Vanilla.
"Was to bring me back to you..."
Pure Vanilla's eyes were glistening. Returning them back to the bedroom from the vision.
"So tell me... Would you fall in love with me again? If you knew all I've done?"
Shadow Milk's hands clenching.
"The things I can't undo..."
Pure Vanilla's expression, now unreadable.
"I am not the man you knew..."
Pure Vanilla turned around, walking to where he once stood by the balcony.
"I know that you've been waiting... Waiting-"
Shadow Milk's eyes shifted his gaze towards Pure Vanilla, whose back was fully turned in front of him.
"Could you do me a favor? Just a moment of labor, that would bring me some peace..."
Shadow Milk, quite confused of a request by his wife, fully focused his attention on him. At least he should do this, to make his wife happy, after the long years they've parted.
Shadow Milk turns his gaze at their bed, their union, their coupling. Their very foundation of love, but why would he ask about the bed-
"Could you carry it over?"
Shadow Milk's head instantly snaps his head to face Pure Vanilla again, face filled with dread.
"Lift it high on your shoulders?"
"And take it far away from here..."
The blonde wife turns around. Calm and collected is all what Shadow Milk sees, making him clench his jaw in frustration.
"How could you say this?..."
Shadow Milk asked, voice filled with dejection.
"I had built that wedding bed with my blood and sweat..."
Shadow Milk walks toward the bed, eyes focused with affection as he recalls their beloved memories.
"Carved it into the silver tree where we first met..."
Shadow Milk still focused, didn't notice Pure Vanilla's small smile as he observed him.
"A symbol of our love everlasting.."
Eyes now turned with frustration and rage as he slammed his fists on the foot board, his hair fizzing and bubbling.
"Do you realize what you have asked me?!"
His gaze shifting to Pure Vanilla.
"The only way to move it..."
As he stormed towards Pure Vanilla's line of sight.
"Is to cut it from its roots!"
"Only my husband knew that!"
Closing the distance between them as he jabs a finger to Shadow Milk's chest.
"So I guess that makes him you!"
His anger, gone as the breezy wind, as he looked at Pure Vanilla. His eyes shifted, sadly.
Pure Vanilla took a deep breath, tears spilled and dripping, as he exhaled slowly. With eyebrows furrowed with pain, looking at Shadow Milk.
"I will fall in love with you..."
Pure Vanilla shaking his head at the thought of losing Shadow Milk.
Shadow Milk looks at Pure Vanilla with teary eyes.
"I don't care how, where or when!"
Pure Vanilla's voice raised in a high pitch, almost breaking.
"No matter how long it's been..."
Pure Vanilla, then, pulls him by his cloak, dangerously close to his face as Shadow Milk can see Pure Vanilla's face up close, filled with a teary fury.
Pure Vanilla trembled, lips quivering.
"Don't tell me you're not the same person! You're always my husband and I've been waiting... Waiting..."
Pure Vanilla falls to the ground, his legs failing to support him from his outburst, his hands still clutching onto Shadow Milk's cloak.
"Waiting... Waiting!...."
Shadow Milk kneels to comfort his wife, their feelings spiraling. Hugging his wife tightly.
"Waiting!... Waiting...Oh...!"
Pure Vanilla looks up to see and meets his husband with teary eyes, being cupped by the blue man to stop the tears from spilling.
Pure Vanilla leans to Shadow Milk's touch as they can feel each other's breath.
They both dove in for the kiss and unity they desperately wanted from each other for so long. The kiss lasted at least a good ten minutes as they looked at each other again and embraced one another. Tears shedding like waterfall, hugging each other tightly, as it is a joyous day for one another.
"How long... Has it been?"
Shadow Milk looks below to meet his wife's eyes, as they were both laying in bed, smiling at each other, as they embrace each other's company.
He smiled as Shadow Milk reciprocated the expression.
Tears still falling from each other's faces.
As their foreheads touched, warmth enveloping.
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