He has returned. At l a s t. In a burst of radiance his golden bird swoops into the room and takes him into her arms. She is swallowed by smoke and ash and cruel magic but also... j o y. Without much hesitation she offers him a kiss, holding his face in armored hands. (( my fingers slipped ))
Amber hues opened wide, he never thought he would return and be welcomed into his golden bird’s arms. It was such an odd feeling, yet familiar and warm. . . when was the last time he felt that way? like he was actually returning to the place he could home, she...was his home now, right? that’s right, that’s exactly how he could describe this feeling.Vanitas’ eyes slowly started to close, letting his tense body to relax, the God looked at her face, lips moved lightly to form a word but he was again surprised with another act of love, he didn’t take any kind of resistence, but he kissed her back, slowly, firmly, he instinctly wrapped his arms around hers, as he was taking the whole world into his arms, like...he didn’t want to let go of this anymore, not anymore. The black haired man wanted this moment to never end, to be everlasting, but he knew that everything has an end, but for now.He didn't want to speak any words, he just wanted to keep her close and embrace her for a little while. He will apologize later....for his disappearance.