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If I love you, I won’t give up easily. Leaving is my last option, but if you push me away I will walk away knowing I gave it my all.

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#'' thoughts.#q'd

xcainn:

Soft eyes settled upon his best friend and lover; the man who had stayed until the end for better or for worst. Fingers laced with one another, gripping tightly as if his life depended on it. They fit perfectly together, not only physically but emotionally as well and Alexei couldn’t help but think of the plenty of times Lyosha tried to made him realize that, the plenty of occassions back in the Alliance when he had to be reminded of the man named Alexei, not Cain.

The gentle kiss, the soothing warmth that came from the other one’s body and that voice that often quivered when speaking, but was pleasant in the shape of a melody, all bought a smile upon his lips, letting out a chuckle as the words registered in his mind.

“ ——Spasibo, myshonok.” His thanks was low, barely above a whisper before tiers pressed against the man’s forehead as he often did, looking down to meet his gaze. “For everything.”

He gives a soft smile, a laugh of his own as he brings himself up to kiss Alexei, body humming as he keeps himself close. It had been a fight, through and through, and there was never a moment that he wasn’t fighting, that he had to fight. It was weird, to in such a calm state now that the war was over, that they didn’t have to be these people they weren’t. Lyosha didn’t have to remind him of his roots as much anymore - though, just as there were days where he was sure that Alexei saw Deimos, there were days that Lyosha saw Cain. It wasn’t something that was going to go away at a blink.

But they had each other. That’s all they needed. That’s all he wanted. He gives a soft hum as he nips gently at the other’s chin, a playful little nip, one hand moving to cup Alexei’s cheek. The man was so damn beautiful, and Lyosha found himself admiring the man who’d been with him for so long.

“ I’ll always be here to remind you... who you are and why you’re here. There’s no need for thanks..”

#'' in character.#'' v. true friends - post war.#xcainn

xcainn:

Ah, to deny of that knowledge wouldn’t been cruel even for a man as himself. He had heard quite a few people refer to Deimos that way, but the nickname wasn’t exclusive either. The same mouths that dared to speak of the small fighter like that, referred to Cain like that as well. The Commander’s dog with Abel being one pulling of his leash, keeping him under his hold for as long as he needed to for the sake of project Thebes.

“ ———— Don’t listen to them…they don’t know about you and me…about us in Five. They don’t know shit.” Eyes set upon those light hues that made contrast with his own, placing a hand on top of Deimos own to lace their fingers together. “…just listen to me.”

He lets the words sink in, and a part of him starts hating himself because he’s let Cain remember the past, too, something they’d been trying hard to let go of. Something they both have tried to let go of. Deimos couldn’t forget, but he’d at least tried for Cain’s sake - for the sake of their mission, of the project. He gives a soft nod, staring at their hands, but he doesn’t move, doesn’t look at Cain, instead, drags himself away just the slightest bit. But he doesn’t let go of Cain’s hand.

“I’m sorry... I keep doing this don’t I? Rehashing things that I shouldn’t... I’ll stop. I’ll be better. For the sake of orders... And for your sake...”

Cain shouldn’t have to deal with him this way ever again. .This was one of few times that Cain had - because Deimos was so good at bottling everything up. But there were times that bottling it up would no longer suffice, and the pressure would blow.

#'' in character.#'' v. true friends #xcainn #q'd

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Casually tucks those away for later, while also reciprocating with his own. His ass is nice, and Cain needs a constant reminder of what he could be fucking.

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There’s a part of Deimos... Lyosha, now, he guesses, that feels bad for nights like these, when Abel should be the one near Alexei. But Alexei had stayed, all because of a promise he’d made so long ago, one that Lyosha hadn’t realized Alexei remembered. But here they were, bodies pressed close together as the shifted around on their living room carpet. He gives a hum as he hears the music playing around them, something that maybe wasn’t traditionally danced to like this. But Lyosha relished in the closeness of their bodies, the way he could feel Alexei’s heat on him directly. It was comforting even in the darkest of times, and Lyosha can remember all the seperate times that he relied on that exact heat to get him through nights he couldn’t do alone.

And when were they ever traditional? They had been through a war together, had gone through far too much, before finally settling. He gives a soft hum as he presses a kiss to the jaw of the other man, hand moving to lace with Alexei’s as he sings lightly, the song in the background giving him reason to. His voice is pleasant enough, nothing near a professional, but soothing to hear as he sings the song. His forehead lays against Alexei’s shoulder, lightly muffling the sound as the words come from his mouth.

“So you can drag me through hell, if it meant I could hold your hand... I will follow you, cause I’m under your spell, so you can throw me to the flames. I will follow you, I will follow you...”

#'' in character.#'' v. true friends - post war.#xcainn #hERE YOU GO...........