@stormlit said: you taught me what love is... and what it means. ( keyleth & vex )
love had always been a foreign word to keyleth. of course, she loved her parents. they nurtured her gifts, prepared her as best they could for her upcoming trials, and unconditionally loved her from the moment she was born. she loves her friends. all of vox machina will hold a special place in her heart for the centuries to come, even after they have all left this material plane without her. the feeling of safety and security they have given her over the years of imminent danger is one she isn’t soon to let go of.
but vex has always been different, hasn’t she?
the sort of love that she has for the other half-elven woman is one that often swirls in her mind in a fit of confusion and uncertainty. the way a simple hand on her shoulder causes keyleth’s entire body to light on fire, coloring her pale cheeks a soft rose like the ones that grow beneath the snows of whitestone. vex’s confidence and charisma have always inspired her to feel the same in herself, despite how often she might offer it with a snide comment or two. there has always been something different with her and up until recently, the druid couldn’t quite place it. now she knows, truly, what it means to love someone. love is the fluttering her heart feels when their lips meet, when slender and calloused fingers grip at her waist to pull keyleth in closer.
❝ i think you taught me, too. i mean. . . love is kinda weird, right? it’s so weird. i didn’t really know what it would feel like when it happened but, i know now that i feel that with you. it’s weird. . . but a good weird. i love you, vex. ❞
