[ what now? well, a bit of suspense should do the trick. falco waits a few moments before bringing the goods forth. stepping forward until he's close enough, he takes jun's hand, gently and with a rub of his thumb over the top, and guides it to the stems of his bouquet. ]
[He huffs in amusement and takes the flowers, bringing them up to his nose to sniff. ... Half of them end up smooshed into his face, but that's fine. He lowers the bouquet, eyes still closed, and tilts his head a little bit.]
[ his heart bounces. that’s what it feels like. with heat all over his face and just inbound admiration pouring right out of his tiny little bird boy body— ]
. . . For you . . .
[ well no duh!! but falco’s too twitterpated to think of anything else immediately— jun…… cute…… ]
[ !!!!! oh, god damn it he's been perceived!!! something inside jolts in falco along with his visible reaction to it. the bond is real. sometimes it's so real and so right he forgets he's palpable at around every emotional perspective. ]
I mean— Yes, but— that's not why I got flowers for you!
[ honest! well— he thinks?! ]
I was kind of tense, but then— Feeling you working out here made me happy. I just— Wanted to make you happy . . .
[ hearing it never gets old. feeling what comes with it is never repetitive. it means as much as the color burning at the tips of ears, and the warm hand cupping the one against his face close the him. ]
For as long as that lasts. Which, [ a pause before continuing, ] is what I wanted to talk to you about.
[His mind screeches to a halt. Something he wanted to talk about? 'For as long as that lasts'? Falco's going to break up with him, isn't he? Oh no... the color drains out of his face and he feels his heart fluttering in panic.]
[He does his best to hide it, but his voice still shakes a little when he speaks.]
[The relief that sweeps through his body is palpable and visible. His shoulders unstiffen and his posture seems to relax a little bit. He squeezes Falco's hand and leans forward.]
[ oh, thank god. just that alone takes the ease off of falco's shoulders as well. so tense! with a relieved sort of exhale that comes in a woosh at around the same time it comes for jun, he bows his head, arranges his thoughts, and leans in the rest of the way, up until the heat of the other's temple weighs on his forehead.
he breathes in, holds, and breathes out when he's ready. ]
I could be asleep for a long time, or not— the sun might hurt, garlic and running water will be . . . Really uncomfortable. I might even get hungry. For blood.
[ there is part of falco that is a bit surprised, but in a touched way. out of all the things he was expecting— it honestly wasn’t to accompany him to his biting ceremony or whatever you call it. ]
Of course. I want you to be able to feel like your life is as normal as we can get it here.
You... you're important to me. The most important person in the world. And I want you to not have to worry about things. You've had to worry about enough in your life already.
[ oh, jun. the fuzz that rises in the boy’s chest is fluttering and sticky. ooey, gooey. everything about his face has gone green, and his hands, warm. it takes some bubbling courage to ask, but only because it encompasses everything he wants to say and do for the other boy. ]
Can I, [ his heartbeat quickens with a skip, and his gripping hands welcoming when he finishes asking, ] kiss you?
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... But you're hiding something. What's that?
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I think they might . . . But I’ll help you make a fence.
[ or something!
falco’s stiff lips break into a smile after his silence. okay. okay, he knows!! ]
—Close your eyes.
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[Falco what the... okay. He sighs and closes his eyes, smiling slightly.]
All right. Now what?
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What are these for?
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. . . For you . . .
[ well no duh!! but falco’s too twitterpated to think of anything else immediately— jun…… cute…… ]
I wanted to . . . Get you something.
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[It's a common question, one he asks all the time... but there's a little weight to it this time. Why here, why now, why flowers? Why close his eyes?]
Is... there something special you wanted to talk about?
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I mean— Yes, but— that's not why I got flowers for you!
[ honest! well— he thinks?! ]
I was kind of tense, but then— Feeling you working out here made me happy. I just— Wanted to make you happy . . .
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[ the fuzz is uncontrollable. he's being so gooey and sappy that he might just stick to things. have fun with that before the actual news! ]
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[He opens his eyes to look at Falco, reaching out to cup his cheeks gently.]
You make me happy, too. Flowers or not... I'm just glad to have you around. You're... really important to me...
... I want to make you happy, too. I want to help keep you safe.
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For as long as that lasts. Which, [ a pause before continuing, ] is what I wanted to talk to you about.
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[He does his best to hide it, but his voice still shakes a little when he speaks.]
Y... yeah? What do you mean by that?
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I-It’s alright, I promise—
[ even if he has no idea where the fear stems from. falco assumes it’s his short life span. which, may change?
augh, he’s at least hopeful, and places his hands with gentle easing on the other boy’s arms. ]
You remember my curse . . . Right?
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[He's still uneasy and unsure, but he's willing to listen to Falco rather than jump to conclusions - or try to.]
Of course I remember it...
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[ which was the lighter good news, but it didn't make the rest come smooth. he takes jun's hand in his and cups it with both his own. ]
There are just some . . . Risks. I wanted to talk to you about.
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How? What kind of risks? Let me hear...
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he breathes in, holds, and breathes out when he's ready. ]
I could be asleep for a long time, or not— the sun might hurt, garlic and running water will be . . . Really uncomfortable. I might even get hungry. For blood.
[ that might sound familiar from stories . . . ]
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[Searching... searching... oh.]
Vampire. You're talking about becoming a vampire, Falco.
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[ but same difference! ]
They think it'll cancel out what I have, because of it being a "curse".
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Will you need to drink blood? And... those kinds of creatures live for a very long time.
[Of course his mind immediately goes to the worst scenario.]
Are you... okay with... maybe not aging that much? And... watching me age? And...
[He doesn't have to say it.]
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He didn’t say I wouldn’t age . . . Just that I’d have a hole where the bite would be—
[ and the important first one: ]
I think, I’ll feel like I’ll want to, but I won’t need to.
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[Look, he... gets scared about that. About outliving each other. He's done it once, and he doesn't want that kind of heartbreak again.]
Do you want me to... go with you? When you... do this? For moral support.
[Not like he can do anything about it... but he wants to be there for Falco.]
We can switch to evening classes if you need to... whatever you need that works for you. I want you to be able to be comfortable and happy.
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You’d . . . You’d do that, Jun?
[ even night classes–! ]
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You... you're important to me. The most important person in the world. And I want you to not have to worry about things. You've had to worry about enough in your life already.
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Can I, [ his heartbeat quickens with a skip, and his gripping hands welcoming when he finishes asking, ] kiss you?
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