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@twinbreathsĀ ā½Ā continuedĀ fromĀ here.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ššš Ā ššššš Ā ššš Ā ššššššššš Ā šš Ā š Ā ššššš Ā ššššššš, Ā š Ā šššššš Ā ššš š Ā šš Ā šššš Ā šššš.Ā there'sĀ aĀ momentĀ ofĀ hesitationĀ inĀ alune'sĀ doings,Ā sheĀ searchesĀ forĀ herĀ brother'sĀ trueĀ reaction  ⸻ theĀ huffĀ ofĀ laughter,Ā theĀ curlĀ ofĀ hisĀ lipsĀ isĀ enoughĀ forĀ herĀ toĀ discardĀ theĀ toneĀ inĀ whichĀ heĀ communicated.
aluneĀ takesĀ theĀ glimmerĀ inĀ hisĀ eyesĀ asĀ invitation,Ā andĀ soĀ sheĀ takesĀ off,Ā bareĀ feetĀ slippingĀ onĀ dew - coatedĀ grass.Ā Ā āĀ catchĀ meĀ ifĀ youĀ can!Ā Ā ā
someĀ starsĀ spillĀ fromĀ herĀ grasp,Ā dripĀ ontoĀ earth;Ā aĀ confuzedĀ buzzĀ ofĀ firefliesĀ enusesĀ asĀ silveryĀ dropsĀ turnĀ intoĀ luminescentĀ insects.Ā glimmeringĀ trailĀ leadsĀ toĀ aĀ joyfullyĀ laughingĀ spirit,Ā the moonĀ blessingĀ itĀ withĀ aĀ shiningĀ haloĀ ofĀ light.
call it brotherly intuition - but when alune dashes off with her spoils, he's not entirely surprised, only shaking his head fondly before he starts to give chase.
the sight of stars falling and scattering into tiny, glittering fireflies, paired with the sounds of his counterpart's soft, echoing laughter - it's scenes like these, where the mystical bleeds into the natural world, that mortals craft their stories after, to be passed down generations and turned into legend.
but this is no mere mortal bedtime story - his sister's joy is an almost palpable thing, filling him with a gentle warmth far superior to that of the sunās harsh rays; itās why he lets her slip away from him multiple times, fingers always seeming to just barely graze the edge of her fluttering dress.
careful, sister, he begins, hand retracting again after yet another unsuccessful attempt ā but instead of frustration, itās amusement that coats his words, and a smirk, though faint, that he wears across his face, i almost caught you that time. Ā
and when i do, you'll owe me a few extra stars.
alune is now moved to @seeksmoon !! it's a sideblog to @seekslight :)
@seeksmoon would like to boop kayn ...
he should swat at her hand , right? maybe run away? hide? before Phel finds him around her and beats him up. yet , he is simply staring at the shorter girl , blinking eyes for a few moments before lips purse and hes just standing there awkwardly and almost shyly.
ā who put you up to it? whose ass am i gonna kick for making you touch me? ā who would willing do that anyway?
@withinchainsĀ Ā ā½Ā kayn
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā šš'š Ā šššš Ā ššššš Ā ššš Ā šššššš Ā šššš Ā šššš Ā šš Ā ššš Ā ššššš Ā ššššš'š Ā šššš Ā ššš Ā š Ā ššš š Ā ššššš Ā šš Ā ššššššš, Ā šššš Ā šš Ā šš'š Ā šššššš š Ā ššššš Ā šš Ā ššš Ā šššš Ā šš'š Ā ššš.Ā perchance,Ā sheĀ wouldĀ getĀ hurtĀ ;Ā notĀ byĀ theĀ impact,Ā ofĀ course,Ā butĀ byĀ beingĀ pushedĀ awayĀ byĀ someoneĀ sheĀ holdsĀ dearĀ toĀ herĀ heart,Ā evenĀ ifĀ theĀ subjectĀ ofĀ theseĀ feelingsĀ isĀ unawareĀ completely.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā nothingĀ badĀ happensĀ perĀ se.Ā justĀ theĀ wordsĀ fallingĀ outĀ ofĀ kayn'sĀ mouthĀ plantĀ theĀ seedsĀ ofĀ worryĀ inĀ alune'sĀ heartĀ ;Ā inĀ time,Ā they'llĀ eitherĀ growĀ untilĀ herĀ heartĀ can'tĀ takeĀ itĀ anymoreĀ andĀ she'llĀ sendĀ theĀ boyĀ toĀ therapyĀ orĀ she'llĀ poisonĀ herselfĀ withĀ beingĀ unableĀ toĀ helpĀ theĀ rapper.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā theĀ moon'sĀ priestessĀ optsĀ forĀ anĀ innocentĀ tiltĀ ofĀ herĀ head,Ā doe - eyesĀ blinkĀ twice,Ā eyelashesĀ flutter.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āĀ makingĀ meĀ touchĀ you?Ā āĀ sheĀ repeats,Ā knowingĀ wellĀ it'sĀ insecuritiesĀ &&.Ā selfĀ hatredĀ thatĀ pushesĀ kaynĀ toĀ sayĀ suchĀ things,Ā yetĀ playingĀ itĀ dumb.Ā heĀ doesn'tĀ needĀ toĀ knowĀ thatĀ alune'sĀ moreĀ thanĀ awareĀ ofĀ howĀ heĀ feelsĀ aboutĀ himself.Ā Ā āĀ noĀ oneĀ did.Ā shouldĀ iĀ refrainĀ fromĀ doingĀ soĀ inĀ theĀ future?Ā isĀ thatĀ somethingĀ youĀ doĀ notĀ like?Ā ā
"We're just kids. We aren't supposed to be heroes." ( from Phel. hihi. )
@kazekamisĀ Ā ā½ aphelios
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā šššššššš Ā ššššš Ā ššššššš Ā š Ā ššššš, Ā ššš Ā šššš'š Ā šššššš Ā ššššššš, Ā ššš Ā ššš Ā šššš Ā ššššš Ā šššššš Ā šš Ā ššš Ā ššš Ā ššššš Ā šššš Ā šš Ā ššššš'š Ā šššš?Ā theĀ marksmanĀ isĀ dangerouslyĀ balancingĀ onĀ aĀ thinĀ lineĀ betweenĀ dutyĀ &&.Ā loyaltyĀ andĀ understandingĀ &&.Ā empathy.
āĀ andĀ yetĀ weĀ are.Ā Ā ā
there'sĀ somethingĀ harshĀ inĀ theĀ familiar'sĀ voice;Ā somethingĀ justĀ shyĀ ofĀ venomous.Ā toĀ sayĀ suchĀ thingĀ isĀ likeĀ opposingĀ firstĀ star'sĀ choiceĀ whenĀ sheĀ calledĀ theĀ twinsĀ andĀ theyĀ willinglyĀ answered,Ā changingĀ theirĀ fateĀ forever.
isĀ apheliosĀ havingĀ doubtsĀ aboutĀ righteousnessĀ ofĀ theirĀ serviceĀ asĀ guardians?
āĀ doĀ notĀ everĀ sayĀ suchĀ thingĀ again,Ā dearĀ brother.Ā she'sĀ listening.Ā Ā ā
a warning ⸻ mixed with the concern of what would happen if he disobeyed, if he doubted even for a split second.
@fcrgiven ; @assassincraft ā½
ā Ā yasuo, Ā we're Ā adopting Ā a Ā child. Ā this Ā time Ā it's Ā not Ā a Ā cat! Ā look, Ā it's Ā a Ā human boy!Ā ā
SHUSH--he's hate-watching twilight.
let him live.
@silencedbeats ā½
she forced him. she's giggling and kicking her feet everytime edward appears on screen.
ā Ā phella! Ā where Ā the Ā hell Ā have Ā you Ā been, Ā loca? Ā ā
makingĀ popcornĀ tookĀ himĀ 0.5Ā secondsĀ longerĀ thanĀ usual...
headcanonsĀ Ā ā½Ā Ā heartsteel ⸻ modernĀ verse
hearĀ meĀ out.Ā šššššššš Ā ššššššššš.Ā aluneĀ willĀ settleĀ forĀ nothingĀ lessĀ thanĀ thatĀ (unlessĀ itĀ comesĀ toĀ yasuo...).Ā apheliosĀ isĀ alwaysĀ thereĀ forĀ her,Ā wrappedĀ tightlyĀ aroundĀ herĀ pinkyĀ fingerĀ Ā āĀ sheĀ saysĀ jumpĀ andĀ heĀ followsĀ herĀ orderĀ withoutĀ askingĀ howĀ high,Ā becauseĀ heĀ alreadyĀ knows.
she'sĀ hungry?Ā phel'sĀ alreadyĀ cookingĀ herĀ favoriteĀ food.Ā tired?Ā thisĀ manĀ willĀ carryĀ herĀ toĀ hisĀ bed,Ā wrapĀ herĀ inĀ theĀ softestĀ ofĀ blanketsĀ likeĀ aĀ burritoĀ andĀ readĀ herĀ aĀ bedtimeĀ storyĀ playĀ herĀ aĀ lullaby.
uncomfortableĀ shoes?Ā ofĀ courseĀ it'sĀ apheliosĀ wearingĀ theseĀ awfulĀ heelsĀ nowĀ whileĀ sheĀ waltzesĀ aroundĀ inĀ hisĀ platformĀ boots.Ā untiedĀ shoelaces?Ā guesĀ whoĀ finishesĀ tyingĀ themĀ withĀ aĀ prettyĀ bow.Ā it'sĀ aĀ doubleĀ knotĀ asĀ well.
ifĀ herĀ partnerĀ isn'tĀ doingĀ thatĀ forĀ her,Ā thenĀ whyĀ wouldĀ sheĀ evenĀ botherĀ withĀ settlingĀ forĀ lessĀ thanĀ apheliosĀ alreadyĀ does?
ā Ā smash this, smash that... how am i supposed to be flattered when this one very talented lyricist wrote my my those eyes like fire im a winged insect you're a funeral pyre??? step up your game.Ā ā
ā¶You have no idea what itās like ā choosing which friend to save or watching all of them die!ā¶
Screaming in Alune's face almost comes as a relief. Though she can still feel it ā the ache of their loss twisting like a knife into her delicate heart. And when next Ahri blinks, dark liquid pools at her feat, a murky scent invading olfactories. It's the smell of death. All around her are the faces of those lost. Their lights stolen. Memories of a tainted past.
@seeksmoon
@stahri-lightĀ ā½
šššš Ā šššš Ā ššššššš Ā šš Ā ššš Ā ššš Ā šš Ā ššš Ā ššššš Ā šš Ā ššš Ā šššš Ā šššš, Ā ššš Ā šššš Ā ššššššššš .Ā aluneĀ hasĀ noĀ ideaĀ howĀ toĀ loseĀ herĀ dearestĀ one,Ā asĀ herĀ teamĀ consistsĀ ofĀ twoĀ membersĀ onlyĀ Ā āĀ herselfĀ andĀ aphelios.
they'reĀ bothĀ aliveĀ andĀ well,Ā inĀ whichĀ theĀ leaderĀ findsĀ joy.Ā it'sĀ mostlyĀ herĀ doing,Ā butĀ sheĀ givesĀ lotsĀ ofĀ creditsĀ toĀ theĀ livingĀ weapon, of course.Ā aluneĀ wouldn'tĀ letĀ phelĀ dieĀ Ā āĀ andĀ ifĀ suchĀ thingĀ happened,Ā theyĀ wouldĀ bothĀ burnĀ outĀ inĀ pride,Ā knowingĀ theyĀ fulfilledĀ theirĀ duties to the best of their abilities.
āĀ youĀ areĀ right,Ā ahri.Ā iĀ don'tĀ knowĀ whatĀ it'sĀ like.Ā ā
itĀ isĀ spokenĀ withĀ respectĀ andĀ calmnessĀ borderingĀ onĀ nonchalance,Ā andĀ albeitĀ thereĀ isĀ noĀ hostilityĀ inĀ alune'sĀ stanceĀ norĀ words,Ā she'sĀ readyĀ toĀ threadĀ constellationsĀ intoĀ weaponsĀ ifĀ theĀ fox - guardianĀ resortedĀ toĀ violenceĀ fueledĀ byĀ angerĀ andĀ grief.
āĀ . . . yetĀ itĀ wasĀ yourĀ choiceĀ toĀ takeĀ theĀ oath.Ā it'sĀ yourĀ dutyĀ andĀ yourĀ fate,Ā justĀ likeĀ it'sĀ theirs.Ā itĀ isĀ anĀ honorĀ toĀ dieĀ uponĀ fightingĀ inĀ theĀ nameĀ ofĀ theĀ firstĀ starĀ Ā āĀ doĀ notĀ forgetĀ it.Ā ā
doĀ notĀ makeĀ meĀ remindĀ you.
Poros do not know much about the dating, but know lots about love! Give many snuggles! are filled with love! And clearly, not need to worry about her, because she had poros!
@snugglyporosĀ ā½
āĀ Ā that'sĀ true!Ā whoĀ needsĀ aĀ boyfriendĀ whenĀ theyĀ canĀ haveĀ you,Ā mmm?Ā Ā āĀ aluneĀ smilesĀ prettily,Ā pattingĀ theĀ spotĀ nextĀ toĀ herĀ onĀ herĀ bed.Ā sleepingĀ withĀ someone?Ā nay.Ā nappingĀ withĀ porosĀ allĀ cuddledĀ up?Ā yay!
i love it when everybody's always concerned about aphelios getting mad over dating his sister or having her as their love interest.
darlings, you do realize she's the possessive one? š
" I always wondered... worm though...? "
@armafidelium ā½
āĀ Ā butĀ whatĀ ifĀ iĀ was, like,Ā anĀ uglyĀ worm?Ā :(Ā Ā would you still love me? would you? would you??? ā
her attachment issues are speaking.
it's messy and not the best but i kinda doodled all the heartsteel boys with alune & ma
hs!alune smooches hs!kayn's cheek, then bites it. for me, the mun, reasons are unknown, but for shieda? he probably knows, right? @seeksmoon
...
"What- I wasn't even doing anything!" An angry candy red covers his face instantly. However, he genuinely isn't angry- simply flushed by the first kiss to his cheek, and also the nibble.
" Don't bite me, I bite back. " The truth behind her gesture remains unclear to the man known as Shieda Kayn. For a long time, affection was foreign to him. It really wasn't until he became famous when he started to realize people didn't just hate him. Sometimes, they loved him, too... Even if it wasn't as easy to understand as to why or how, but he supposes this too, is a part of fame, or time. Once you get close to someone, it's hard to take that away.
He gently bends to Alune's cheek, replicating the gesture with enthusiasm. One gentle and friendly kiss to her forehead. No biting, unless he wanted to bite her ears... Which he immediately settles on: no, stupid idea.
" You're weird like me and... I like that about you. " He gets close enough to stare into her eyes for a second, but then he steps away just as easy." Kidding. Just kidding, you're not THAT weird. " If his grin could grow any larger, it certainly would. Not that Alune would ever notice... Perhaps, if she did, he might just literally die.
" Next time you bite me, let me know beforehand, alright? Damn near lost my train of thought. " That isn't to say he already forgot what he was doing beforehand... Now, what was he doing?
@mothmuses ā½Ā kayn
šššš'š Ā šššš, Ā šššš Ā šššš'š Ā š šššš Ā šššššššš Ā šššš Ā ššššĀ āø» Ā šššššššš Ā ššššššššššš Ā šš Ā ššššššš, Ā šššš Ā šš.Ā alune'sĀ gestureĀ isĀ aĀ reward,Ā butĀ alsoĀ aĀ toolĀ forĀ conditioning.Ā shiedaĀ doesĀ somethingĀ well,Ā heĀ getsĀ aĀ rewardĀ Ā āĀ sadly,Ā hisĀ megenta - hairedĀ friendĀ doesn'tĀ knowĀ justĀ howĀ muchĀ aĀ simpleĀ smoochĀ onĀ one'sĀ cheekĀ meansĀ toĀ him.
poorĀ girl,Ā obliviousĀ toĀ theĀ wayĀ kaynĀ looksĀ atĀ herĀ Ā āĀ sheĀ noticed,Ā ofĀ course,Ā thatĀ he'sĀ wayĀ moreĀ gentleĀ whilstĀ heĀ dealsĀ withĀ her,Ā butĀ sheĀ doesn'tĀ thinkĀ muchĀ ofĀ it.Ā she'sĀ usedĀ toĀ peopleĀ walkingĀ onĀ eggshellsĀ aroundĀ herĀ Ā āĀ allĀ becauseĀ ofĀ herĀ fragileĀ heart.
bothĀ metaphoricallyĀ andĀ literally.
aluneĀ doesn'tĀ fearĀ theĀ closeness,Ā doesn'tĀ findĀ itĀ awkward,Ā doesn'tĀ understandĀ theĀ meaningĀ behindĀ kayn'sĀ words.Ā heĀ wouldĀ biteĀ herĀ back,Ā thoughĀ heĀ optedĀ toĀ kissĀ herĀ forehead.Ā sheĀ deemsĀ itĀ forĀ aĀ friendlyĀ gestureĀ andĀ nothingĀ else.Ā herĀ cheeksĀ aren'tĀ flushed,Ā sheĀ doesn'tĀ getĀ embarassedĀ Ā āĀ forĀ her,Ā kayn'sĀ justĀ aĀ friend.
oneĀ thatĀ deservesĀ aĀ reward,Ā butĀ is stillĀ justĀ aĀ friend.
āĀ iĀ wouldn'tĀ mindĀ beingĀ asĀ weirdĀ asĀ you,Ā Ā āĀ sheĀ smilesĀ brightly,Ā andĀ whenĀ kaynĀ locksĀ hisĀ gazeĀ withĀ alune's,Ā herĀ eyesĀ areĀ glimmering.Ā completelyĀ ignoringĀ theĀ inquiry,Ā sheĀ thenĀ proceedsĀ toĀ hugĀ kaynĀ tightly.Ā onĀ herĀ tiptoes,Ā sheĀ reachesĀ justĀ enoughĀ toĀ pressĀ herĀ cheekĀ againstĀ his.
āĀ i'mĀ so,Ā so,Ā soĀ proudĀ ofĀ you!Ā Ā āĀ aluneĀ exclaims,Ā squeezingĀ himĀ aĀ littleĀ more.Ā Ā āĀ youĀ didĀ soĀ wellĀ withĀ thatĀ interview,Ā youĀ haveĀ noĀ idea.Ā Ā ā
translateĀ itĀ toĀ iĀ didn'tĀ haveĀ toĀ doĀ anyĀ damageĀ control.Ā whichĀ isĀ worthĀ celebratingĀ nonetheless.
'Shit,' is evidently written on his face- a visible shudder or wince of guilt upon being caught red handed in the truth. Typically a good liar, all of that flies out of the window when pretty eyes go his way. He cannot help but look to the floor when he speaks.
" Uh, yeah, but it's nothing to worry your pretty head about! " Kayn reasons with an awkward wave of hands- gesturing to the paint blotches as he turns away, baggy clothes rustling with him at every movement. " Besides, I can paint over this with the older color I'm sure, I really do apologize, Alune. " He realizes he is still talking about the wall, and in a rushed manner, so he shuts himself up by leaning into the true issue: the alcohol. As vaguely as he can, that is, as Kayn is not used to feeling weak; so he brushes off his timidness with a snort. An attempt to calm the situation, if he can.
" I'll tell you more, if you want. But simply put, right now, drinking is the least of my worries... " He now realizes he must apologize to the band for stealing the funds for indulging, but he feels far too ashamed to do that. Now that he is officially called out on it.
" I can get you the gift some other way, then. " He smiles, bearing fangs in a toothy grin. " I'll make sure I make up for this.. Someway or another... " He says this confidently, but his soul is burning. He can feel it within his stomach; like a rock sinking; like a sickness.
Kayn has never been so miserable, not since the fame had struck at high speeds; giving him whiplash. How can he express that, when everyone already has their own feelings and thoughts about him? Kicked from his ex-band, brought in as a stray with an attitude? He feels so ungrateful, and sad by this, that it shows when he smiles again.
" I owe money, I owe a lot of people many things- at least, it feels that way. " He sighs, voice growing sullen and as low as the hum of ocean waves. He feels insane when he says this next line to his manager and friend. Perhaps one of his only friends. " I owe you Lunie, for your kindness, for all the messed up things I do. "
He feels awkward he licks his piercing, and he attempts to crack a joke.
" Plus, I don't look as pretty when I cry. "
@mothmuses ā½Ā kayn
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ššššš Ā šššššš Ā ššš Ā šššš ; Ā š Ā ššš Ā šš Ā šššš Ā ššš Ā šššššš Ā šššššš š Ā ššššššššš Ā ššš Ā ššššššššš Ā šš Ā ššššš  ⸻ herĀ bangsĀ endĀ upĀ coveringĀ herĀ eyesĀ justĀ aĀ little,Ā almostĀ askingĀ toĀ beĀ tuckedĀ behindĀ herĀ ear.
āĀ iĀ don'tĀ wantĀ anyĀ gifts,Ā Ā āĀ theĀ girlĀ repeatsĀ herself,Ā accentuatingĀ herĀ words,Ā soundingĀ moreĀ stern.Ā herĀ toneĀ isn'tĀ scolding - likeĀ yet,Ā butĀ closeĀ toĀ itĀ Ā āĀ inĀ theĀ gentlestĀ wayĀ possibleĀ forĀ kaynĀ toĀ finallyĀ understandĀ thatĀ aluneĀ doesĀ not,Ā inĀ fact,Ā want anything.
uponĀ confirmationĀ aboutĀ unhealthyĀ habits,Ā heartsteel'sĀ managerĀ scoorsĀ closer,Ā invadingĀ kayn'sĀ personalĀ spaceĀ Ā āĀ it'sĀ justĀ somethingĀ sheĀ does,Ā often,Ā towardsĀ prettyĀ muchĀ anybodyĀ Ā āĀ andĀ takesĀ inĀ hisĀ scent.Ā she'sĀ lookingĀ forĀ theĀ smellĀ ofĀ alcohol.Ā whetherĀ orĀ notĀ herĀ missionĀ wasĀ successful,Ā sheĀ doesn'tĀ pullĀ away.
aĀ smileĀ appearsĀ onĀ worriedĀ face.Ā āĀ silly,Ā āĀ sheĀ saysĀ softlyĀ withĀ aĀ quietĀ laugh,Ā āĀ youĀ don'tĀ oweĀ meĀ anything.Ā andĀ youĀ canĀ alwaysĀ āĀ andĀ iĀ meanĀ alwaysĀ Ā āĀ comeĀ toĀ meĀ withĀ anyĀ problems.Ā anything,Ā inĀ fact.Ā Ā ā
purpleĀ eyesĀ followĀ kayn'sĀ gesturesĀ andĀ lookĀ atĀ hisĀ paint - jobĀ notĀ withĀ anger,Ā butĀ admiration.Ā aluneĀ pullsĀ herĀ kneesĀ upĀ underĀ herĀ chinĀ andĀ restsĀ herĀ headĀ there,Ā gazeĀ gluedĀ toĀ drunkenĀ artĀ ofĀ herĀ friend.Ā sheĀ soundsĀ melancholic,Ā almost,Ā asĀ sheĀ speaksĀ again.
āĀ iĀ likeĀ it,Ā youĀ know?Ā it'sĀ unique.Ā letĀ meĀ dealĀ withĀ theĀ landlordsĀ ifĀ it'sĀ everĀ anĀ issueĀ forĀ them.Ā Ā āĀ huggingĀ theĀ kneesĀ toĀ herĀ chest,Ā sheĀ continues,Ā quietlyĀ Ā āĀ likeĀ she'sĀ sharingĀ aĀ secret.Ā āĀ iĀ don'tĀ careĀ howĀ youĀ lookĀ whenĀ youĀ cry;Ā cryingĀ isĀ goodĀ toĀ regulateĀ emotions,Ā Ā āĀ yetĀ again,Ā sheĀ lowersĀ herĀ tone,Ā wordsĀ barelyĀ aĀ whisper.Ā Ā āĀ iĀ cryĀ aĀ lot,Ā forĀ example.Ā Ā ā
his birthday party is a blur, a hazed memory clouded with milky - coloured smoke. it is a mystery on how he got to bed, but upon waking, he realizes he's not alone. skin to skin, body pressed against body, alune lays beside him, curled up to his side; face nuzzled into his chest and leg draped across his thigh ā deep in her slumber, as peeaceful as one can be.
she's there despite countless drinks, hundreds of pounds of weed; patient to wait for weeks at time until yasuo responds to her messages and the first one to offer her company whenever he feels down. nothing seems to scare her off ā and most importantly ā she has no desire to leave.
hs!alune to tdmg!yasuo. @seeksmoon
@seeksmoon
A surprise party āøŗ of all things, is what Yasuo came home to. Surrounded by all his closest friends, all brought together for him, courtesy of Alune. She would never know just how much it meant to him, despite his uncomfortable disposition that was slowly peeled away by alcohol and weed as the hours went on.
He's much more resilient to the many substances put in their bodies than Alune, remembering more of the previous night, but still as sluggish and resistent to waking from slumber after nights like these. They are anything but graceful, but they are at peace.
Yasuo shifts slightly, waking with the split rays that pour from the window ā he realizes that the warmth of the sun isnt the only warmth he feels along his skin. He sees her then ā nestled close and at peace, and he doesn't dare disturb her. He wants to stay like this for as long as he can manage it, and so he closes his eyes once more, gently bringing her just a bit closer to him.
He doesn't realize there is an additional warmth ā the one in his heart.