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[That soft sigh of his name spurs something within Vanitas. Something deep, primal, and possessive, stirring an emotion he has no name for. It makes his eyes widen and his pulse quicken.]

[He gives the mark another kiss, and then another. Then he pulls back just enough for him to look up at Ventus for a beat before moving in, planting his lips on Ventus's. His hand moves to cradle Ventus's head, carefully but insistently tugging the blonde closer to him.]

[Days passed since their night together, the night where everything changed. His union with Ventus filled Vanitas with emotions he never experienced before, emotions he has no words for. Emotions that left his head buzzing and his heart pounding with delight. Indeed, for a good half of that first morning he remained curled up at Ventus's side, or shadowing after him like a child. Just being away from his light seemed to make him anxious, now that they'd had their union.]

[Even if such behaviours were odd, Vanitas can't bring himself to care. His heart feels both weaker and stronger at the same time, and the ever-present pain was nonexistent. What else could have happened other than a merging of their hearts?]

[The green eyes were a surprise, and Vanitas spent a good ten minutes staring at them in the mirror. They were different... but eventually accepted. Like the altered Unversed, they were different, but also a symbol of something new. Something different in Vanitas, brought on by his connection to Ventus.]

[Eventually, he returns to his usual demeanour, no longer as needy or touch-starved. He and Ventus resume their routine, though Vanitas never expresses any desire to pay anyone a "visit" or challenge anyone else. He has no need to. Where else would he be but here, with Ventus?]

[However, he does still notice things. Like how Ventus goes to visit Aqua and Terra, or how he goes to interact with Sora and the others when they come to visit. He doesn't go out to meet them when Ventus does; not that he thinks he can't, but moreso because he doesn't want to. But he watches from the shadows, quiet anger brewing within him.]

[When Ventus tells him of a get-together on another world, however, his expression darkens, eyes narrowing.]

Why do you have to go to visit them off-world?

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