TIME TICKS CONTINUOUSLY / he can’t help but let his mind wander in thoughts left unsaid, and the constant ticking of the clock doesn’t help. he’s tempted to say … something in order to break away from the only sound being the clock, but he finds himself at a lost / a disadvantage, almost. it’s as if the only thing he can associate with time is his awful thoughts, and that makes him feel … empty, in a way.
eyes start to scan the floor for a few seconds, before going back up to the person of interest. he feels bad for losing focus, and he hopes the other understands where this is coming from ( his mind is a dangerous thing, after all. )
❝ so , i guess this is it. ❞ he smiles sadly, knowing fully well what fate is to come to him soon. it almost feels unfair, but who ever said being death would ensure a fair existence. after all, being unable to be with the person he loves the most, his dearest, seems like a equivalent enough ( albeit cruel ) punishment for being the harbinger for nyx.
❝ i had fun while it lasted , so i have to thank you for that. you gave me a purpose and a sense of being just in the span of a month or so. i’ll forever be grateful towards you. ❞ i wish i could repay you in some way, is what he wants to add, but he feels as if he can only do more harm than good now.
❝ it’s almost silly to think you can give death his own meaning to life , a reason to live even so , but that is what exactly happened here. ❞ he gently places his hands on top of the makoto’s, and he notes how warm & full of life that other’s hand feels. and for once, throughout this whole conversation, he felt secure. ❝ thank you for being my reason to live up until this moment. ❞ i love you makoto yuki.
@mortaly !
