[He feels the feeling before he feels it - Falco. The other boy searching, looking for him. He smiles slightly and sends back the sensation of grass underfoot, the smell of dirt and the vague sound of chickens - he's in the garden, working on setting up some rows of plants. Or soon to be plants, as he hasn't actually put any seeds in the ground yet.]
[He stops what he's doing and sets his shovel down, looking at the coop for a moment. ... He might need to get some chicken wire to protect the plants.]
[ falco's innate worry about the topic begins to slip as he walks with but a simple smile given on the other end, this little bud of happiness. his lips twitch, then they curve too. the moist scent of dirt and feather dust is in his nose without him being there, and suddenly, he's picking up his pace. it has something to do with flora, he knows it.
the teen makes a pitstop along the way to pluck some wildly growing blooms by the sacred cherry blossom tree shaking away corruption in its soil. he already got it the first time wrong, so . . . maybe this time could be the right time, too.
courting. he is going to court. this was a last-minute decision, but his twittering heart couldn't help it. maybe serious topics don't always have to be dreadful. on top of it all, april was his blessed month. maybe argonaut is fluttering somewhere close by, bringing him just a little extra hope in his step to bloom his confidence.
of course, when he's in sights, he's keeping his hands behind his back. ]
[He can tell Falco's approaching and that he's got something on his mind - though what, he's not sure. He is sure that the other is feeling light and fluttery, so it's got to be something cute... he washes his hands off as he feels the other get closer and goes back to examining the rows visually until he hears the other's footsteps.]
[Jun turns to look at the other boy and smiles a little bit. Oh? His hands behind his back? That's... what is he up to? He resists the urge to crane his head around to look and just shakes his head.]
[ hah. hahah! what a liar, but he means to divert from it with a telling smile. with a gesture with his chin, falco "points" to jun's handiwork. if there's any craning, he's sure to try and turn his body to hide whatever's behind his back . . . ! ! ! ]
[ 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.
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[He stops what he's doing and sets his shovel down, looking at the coop for a moment. ... He might need to get some chicken wire to protect the plants.]
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the teen makes a pitstop along the way to pluck some wildly growing blooms by the sacred cherry blossom tree shaking away corruption in its soil. he already got it the first time wrong, so . . . maybe this time could be the right time, too.
courting. he is going to court. this was a last-minute decision, but his twittering heart couldn't help it. maybe serious topics don't always have to be dreadful. on top of it all, april was his blessed month. maybe argonaut is fluttering somewhere close by, bringing him just a little extra hope in his step to bloom his confidence.
of course, when he's in sights, he's keeping his hands behind his back. ]
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[Jun turns to look at the other boy and smiles a little bit. Oh? His hands behind his back? That's... what is he up to? He resists the urge to crane his head around to look and just shakes his head.]
Hey there. What's going on?
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[ hah. hahah! what a liar, but he means to divert from it with a telling smile. with a gesture with his chin, falco "points" to jun's handiwork. if there's any craning, he's sure to try and turn his body to hide whatever's behind his back . . . ! ! ! ]
What're you up to?
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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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