A Bozo and a Sewer Rat
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A Bozo and a Sewer Rat
“You idiot…”
For my dear @kikorenart Murry Crisis!! (Belated) some Silco x Kiyna
“Ohh no, I know that look. You stay right there, rat face. I’m working.”
“You’re going to tear a new hole into my shirt if you keep that up.”
“It’d serve you right for putting gaps in mine!”
Well, well, well if it isn’t Bozo # 1, his man bun and his idiot girlfriend-
silco telling kiyna the "not now kitten daddy's bleeding internally"
She’ll wait.
Threats are a daily thing for Silco.
Same for Kiyna.
Long time no SilKi, huh. 🙃
Long time no Silco and Kiyna, huh?
*pounds fists on table*
MORE OLD SILKI SOFTNESS!!! Maybe the morning after cuddles? 🥺🙏
-Sher
First light
“You’re still here...”
“Apparently so. It’s rather difficult to leave quietly when someone refuses to let you go even while asleep.”
“Hm. Am I meant to apologise for that?”
“Well I am actually running late for an appointment…”
“By coincidence, as am I.”
“Shall I let you go then?”
“Don’t even think about it.”
Imagine… [older] Silco seeing Kiyna after a long time and still being in love with her. One tear coming from his eye as he realizes his “beloved” is home.
Damn this anon is a sucker for heartbreaking reunion 😅🙈
From Afar
Her laugh is the first thing he hears, and it’s as if the thick fog of years falls away. The smile on her face is a little weathered, but it is as vibrant as he remembers it to be - the glint of a golden star stirring vivid memories of shared dreams and the promise of a future together in the Revolution. Mindlessly, Silco’s hand raises itself as if to reach out - the starting syllable of her name on the tip of his tongue; what was she doing here? Would she stay? Did she even remember him?
Who is he?
She laughs again, eyes warm and hand gentle against a shoulder that wasn’t his. There is a ring on her finger.
His hand wavers before it drops.