Yuugi breathed out a sigh of relief. Parsee hadn’t been injured, and that’s what was important.
Honestly, Yuugi didn’t much care if there was such a rule – not that there was. She was, after all, the one who was technically in charge down here. At least within the confines of the City. Plus, these things filtered out, and they were, to a small extent, healing springs. Plenty of oni would come in here after a bout just to relax and rejuvenate. They weren’t extremely powerful, but they would remove the pain fro ma bruise or clear out a bloodied wound just fine.
“For nothing, huh? Mmmph. I’ll agree to disagree with you there, Parsee.” As the demon shifted closer, Yuugi’s arm resting on the rim twitched, curling in slightly. “I couldn’t help but panic, you know? I’ll handle things better–..” She didn’t want to say next time, so she simply trailed off. Instead, she watched Parsee pour more water onto her wound, rivulets of blood and black mixed with spring-water running down her body into the spring before swirling and disappearing.
“Yeah, I mean, I guess. But they still bit me. They were kind of asking to get punched.” She rotated her free hand’s wrist, cracking her knuckles as she watched Parsee’s expression change. “Hmmm.. I mean, maybe. That’s sort of spooky, huh? It could also just be Kisume and Yamame. You know, the two that live near the entrance. They’re a pretty curious little duo.”
Her voice became lower and softer as she watched Parsee, seeing her eyes start to droop. With the demon now leaning against her, Yuugi fought to keep a blush from rising to her cheeks – and failed. At least she could blame it on the heat. Her gaze stubbornly remained above shoulder-height, which was actually easier now that Parsee’s body was turned.
The question threw her off-guard, and she lifted the arm that had started to drop down to wrap around Parsee away. The laughter made her frown ,and thought Parsee was drowsy, she could tell it was a serious question. Turning her head away, she closed her eyes and breathed in, thinking.
“No, love definitely shouldn’t do that,” she immediately agreed, first and foremost. “I– sure, I mean, I’ve felt love before.. romantic, platonic. That’s just.. normal.” She reached up, scratching behind one of her own ears. “As for what it’s like.. that can sort of vary from person to person, so this is just my experience talking. It’s like.. wanting to be with someone as much as you can but also respecting their boundaries, their limitations. Wanting someone to be yours but also remembering they have agency over themselves.” She paused, chuckling.
“I can be a little bad at that sometimes. It’s, to me, protecting someone, even if you know they can handle themselves. Helping them, making sure they know that they’re important.. both to you and just.. you know.. in general. Being able to talk with them and have fun and just… be.”
Yuugi paused again, huffing softly. “I’m rambling a little bit but.. does any of that make sense?”
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