tikkvn: - guiding light.
morning glory daze / @sheerscorch
maybe you should not be sprawled out on the shatter dome floor, an exhausted heap of what used to a be a pilot in training. drained of energy and currently flopped trying to grab just a few more minutes sleep before the next blaring kaiju siren. maybe should have at least tried to drag your zombified form back into your room.
but your room doesn’t allow you to rest your head on shouto’s chest. tactile, little creatures you are. you’ve never really had an understanding of garnet from steven universe, until you had spent eight glorious, eventful, hours wading through traumas and trimuph. eight hours, as something equal and new and healing. it’s a lot and you’re not quite ready to seperated just yet. or ever actually, thank you.
you brush your fingers over izuku’s hair, stare up at the ceiling. your scar prickles with sensation, but it’s not a bad one. it’s just... present. it’s there. it’s never going to go, not entirely, that phantom pain. but izuku’s heavy weight on your chest feels stronger. you’ve never known anything like this before, this connection, this... bond. you feel like you know izuku better than you know yourself. and you feel like he knows you just as well.
so, it was a success, you suppose. you’re not sure how they measure these things. but... you feel successful. you feel like you and izuku succeeded at... something. “zuku.” your voice is growly from exhaustion. “shouldn’t... we move?”