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listentomymuse2018-02-25 05:27 pm
brokenlight) wrote in listentomymuse2018-02-25 05:27 pm
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Spring rain among ice storms
[Ven has been...adapting to Empatheias as much as he could have.
It's been full of ups and downs, the way he's grown to adjust to having a body again after going 10+ years without it. Meeting people he's only ever seen from Sora's memories, connected to his heart. However, nothing could have made him prepared for whatever this is between him and Riku.
Soulmates.
Apparently in this world, soulmates are common, mixed in with how emotions affect them. Everyone has someone to help them, bond with them. Their emotions become connected to each other in a rather...intimate manner and Ventus hasn't expecting his emotions to suddenly click with Riku's. But they made it work, even if there are still many unsaid things left between them.
Riku's still hurting over Sora being soulmates with someone else, and Ventus is wondering if this will be all okay in the end, despite doing what he can to help Riku.
It's why he's been taking little steps to lessen their link a little bit, enough that Riku won't be able to feel the small pangs of hurt that comes whenever he sees Riku looking at him in a certain way - almost as if he's Sora. And Ventus can't confront him on this either.
But they're making it work - albeit slowly.
But it's also why Ventus has found himself at the lighthouse, fingers idly weaving a flower crown together while he listens to the waves below as the stars gleam above.]
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He knows the both of them could continue this all night long, into forever, really, both of them being stubborn in their own ways, even if Riku's are a little more on the self-loathing side of things. But with Ven here like this, with the touch of his skin beneath his fingertips and the way that warmth gently continues to roll over him like a spring freeze carrying the scent of flowers and blades of grass, he finds himself sighing softly and allowing his eyes to fall shut while foreheads still press against each other. ]
If I don't beat myself up, who's going to do it for me?
[ A joke. A simple, playful joke that he offers with even just the hint of a smile as eyes slowly open and he looks into those blue eyes again. ]
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In a way, it's a little easier to see who Ventus is behind these gestures. The jaded Keyblade Master who had seen things, had fought his own Darkness, and is a person out of time. But despite the hardships, despite everything that's been done, it's still Ventus - the dawn of spring, the warm wind that comes to gently melt winter's ice. Not like Sora. Not like Roxas. And definitely not like Vanitas.]
I can always just punch you if it'd make you feel better.
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Ven's words maybe get Riku to smile a little, though he does his best to try and hide that before he steals a quick but gentle kiss from those lips. ]
I didn't know you liked it so rough.
[ Again, his words are meant to tease and this time, he allows his smile to show through, even if it's gentle and a little bit shy.
Coming to pull back then, he glances off towards the place which Ven is staying in before his attention falls back onto the blond... and then on his tattoo. It feels so warm- so pleased in this moment that it almost feels like a comfort to him with his being so close to Ven like this, with his not fighting against it or trying to argue with himself with why it's wrong, why it shouldn't be, why it just couldn't work. To give in... it isn't always so bad, is it? ]
You should get some rest.
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[A small bubble of laughter escapes from him after Riku steals another kiss.
Especially because Riku is smiling, no matter how small and shy, and for Ventus, that's enough. It makes him pleased, sparkles of light appearing over his shoulders. He knows that there's still a lot they have to go through together, but as long as they're together, it's fine. They can make it.
His mark is warm, a wave of pleasant tingling spreading through him. Satisfied and content, no longer burning with the pain that Ven has been dealing with for almost two months now. This is why he's waited - to see if Riku will be alright with this in the end. It's like two halves finally making a whole and for Ven--that's honestly all he ever wants.
He tilts his head to the side.]
You, too. [And it's getting colder out now. He's not sure if any of their housemates will come looking for them, but it's late and there will always be other times to talk about this.]