[Blue moves only to be able to kiss his neck, nuzzle it.]
Despite everything, yes. [after all, look where they are! hardly a dream. but still... maybe where they are is just as good a reason as any, and maybe connecting like this helps keep them from despairing alone.
he withdraws to let his head rest on the blanket and be able to look Yzak eye to eye, slipping one of his arms back from around him so he can caress his face.]
[ Hearing that pulls at his heart - as if it hasn't been pulled at, drawn in to Blue enough. It feels warm, heavy but in a good way as he gazes back into those eyes, feels that hand on his face, pulling it closer still. It's true that the situation makes this all the more important, gives them something to hold onto within all of the frustrating hopelessness this mission has caused around them. If that were the only case, though, it'd be so easy not to worry about any kind of attachment beyond that. But Yzak wouldn't be here like this in the first place if he wasn't attached already.
Because Blue, as he is, is why he's here.
Directly facing this kind of sincerity for too long is still so much, so flustering for Yzak, like staring at the sun. Though this time he manages a compromise to looking away, instead leaning in to lightly press a kiss to his lips in response to his words as if to emphasize them. ]
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Despite everything, yes. [after all, look where they are! hardly a dream. but still... maybe where they are is just as good a reason as any, and maybe connecting like this helps keep them from despairing alone.
he withdraws to let his head rest on the blanket and be able to look Yzak eye to eye, slipping one of his arms back from around him so he can caress his face.]
Thank you...for accepting me. Like this.
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Because Blue, as he is, is why he's here.
Directly facing this kind of sincerity for too long is still so much, so flustering for Yzak, like staring at the sun. Though this time he manages a compromise to looking away, instead leaning in to lightly press a kiss to his lips in response to his words as if to emphasize them. ]