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I need solitude. I need space. I need air. I need the empty fields round me; and my legs pounding along roads; and sleep; and animal existence.
Virginia Woolf
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I, personally, would like to know Leviathan’s and Behemoth’s opinions of amphibious creatures. I don’t know why but do.
“My opinion is: I don’t have time to waste on having an opinion on fucking frogs. What the hell, man?”
“They’re very small.”
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They could easily take a seat somewhere and proceed their cuddle session there. Leviathan closed his eyes and let himself be lulled in by the constant humming around him. While it sure was useful to be in possession of a pair of arms, he still found that being cold blooded added to the enjoyment of the contact.
“Love ya, brother baby.” He chuckled into his brother’s chest. “I’d like to do something. With you, that is. Dunno. We could raid a cupcake shop or take a dip in a lake. Whatever you want.”
Lakes were certainly less threatening than the open sea but cupcakes easily outweighed swimming any day “I like cupcakes,” He announced sheepishly. His voice was somewhat muffled by the way he rested his head in the blond curls of his brother.
“I love you, too.” He added belatedly, sidetracked by the prospect of food but no less sincere.
Would anyone judge him if he fell asleep like this? Leviathan had been craving some form of physical comfort for a while now, and if his brother wasn’t the absolute best to provide it, who was? Nothing could happen to him here. The serpent usually didn’t possess the calm to indulge in such cuddle sessions.
“Wouldn’t have the dedication to hold a grudge anyway. Time’s excellent though.” Time, in their books, could be a month, or a year, or ten years. Ten years sounded like a reasonable amount of time right now.
If anyone were to ask Behemoth, he thought ten years were perfectly adequate as well. Ten years, what were ten years? A proper nap, in his world.
He hummed another low tone in agreement, a rumble that vibrated steadily in his broad chest, and didn’t dream of letting go of Leviathan. After all, he definitely had the calm to enjoy a good cuddle. Eventually he would want to lie down, though.
Hugging Behemoth always had something of snuggling up close to a vibrating heat pillow, massage function and an incredible sense of security included.
“Yeah right, salvation through forgiveness. Totally my thing.”
“I just mean... She’s our sister. You don’t want to never talk to her again, do you? Dunno. I’d feel bad if I didn’t.” He shrugged his heavy shoulders as if in slow motion and heaved a low sigh. “But it’s important to, hm, give it time Time is good.”
“Don’t– …don’t give me that look. Seriously. Don’t. You have too much power, Moth. You know how much power your eyes got? Too much power for a little guy like you.” Damn, that look could have made him attend church every Sunday afternoon. Groaning, the blond buried his face in his brother’s shoulder and slapped his back.
“It’s different when you sleep through things. I tried talking to her and got ignored. Look, I can’t promise anything. I can try, but I’m not over it. I’ll only forgive her eventually because it’s our sister and because I don’t want you to have nightmares later. But I won’t promise a thing.”
“I’ll make it smaller.” He puzzled, baffled, before Leviathan wrapped his arms around him. Behemoth hugged him back with all the affirming warmth he had at his disposal and hummed comfortingly.
“Eventually is good. That’s enough. But I’m sure you’ll feel better, too, once you forgive her, eventually.”
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Of course. Who wouldn’t have seen that question coming?
“I know you’d like that, mh. But I can’t. I’m not even really angry, I’m just disappointed, hurt, ignored, disregarded, and like my own sister betrayed me and I can’t count on her for anything anymore. So seeing her annoys me now, because it reminds me that she didn’t give a shit about me when I needed her. I asked for her help and I got nothing. Not even an explanation. Then she pops up and acts like I’d just forget, but I didn’t, and I can’t. She didn’t even bother meeting Liv. –Okay, maybe I am a bit angry.”
“But if she didn’t know...” He tried to defend their sister. “She said she slept. When I sleep I miss lots of stuff. She feels really bad, Levi.” In the end he couldn’t do much but look at the world with sad brown eyes. “I’m sorry you’re hurt...”
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