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... Huh?

( that- is a surprise. not that he thinks highly of her, no, but- too good for him? that's... huh?

she holds him closer. there's so much she doesn't understand. )

[He begins to simmer down, and he's left with the tired feeling of Big Emotions. He tries to think of how he wants to say this, if he wants to say anything at all. There's a nasty part of him that wants to start pulling them apart. Maybe he can say just the right thing and seed distrust, maybe he can turn her against him, maybe-]

[No, no, Do not call yourself a monster He catches himself before his nails can start pressing into her skin where he's clinging to her. The need for pain. Instead he slips back into the shadows for a moment, melting into the couch itself seemingly.]

[When he returns, he crawls out from under the couch, there is the smell of acrid blueberry that follows him, and his hand is bleeding from the nasty teeth marks he's put into the skin.]

It's nothing, don't worry about it.

( he bleeds into the shadows and the couch for a moment and lily knows what's happening before she even shifts positions. once he's back, she gently takes his hand in her own, a soft light beginning to glow and soothe. she's not as good a healer as pure vanilla. but that's okay. )

... I'm not leaving you. You know that, right?

( elder faerie, pure vanilla, silent salt- let them come. she has found warmth in shadow milk, and he's changed. he still is, ever more by the day. and she wants to be selfish, too. )

[He’s breathing heavy for a moment, like he’s coming off of a high. His hair simmers a bit, but he doesn’t flinch away as she takes his hand.]

[Her words strike hard, like a rail to his chest, and he clutches her hands, almost to tight.]

Promise- Promise me.

[Because that was the heart of it, wasn’t it? Lily has everyone she could possibly want, so naturally it makes sense to discard him. If he strikes first, thoughts of sabotaging everyone around her, then she’d have to stay with him-]

I promise.

( it's the truth. as long as he'll have her, she will be there. there are some things he's done that she cannot forgive, yes- elder faerie's death weighs heavy on her still. but the work he puts into his own growth is still there, still brilliant.

dark secrets even she does not know lurk overhead, but for now.... for now, he holds on, and she lets him, gentle as ever. )

... I think we may be overdue for a nap, don't you think?

[It does a lot to settle him down, her assuring him with a few simple words. That her words ring True.]

[He leans into her, face buried into her neck. He makes a rumbling little noise, something like a purr.]

Yeah. A nap and we can forget all about this.

( she frees one of her hands and moves to rub his back soothingly, humming a bit. )

Here, or our room?

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