[ if falco’s jaw was lax, it’d fall. all of that— . . . all of that sends a shock through him. it both makes his stomach feel like a flipping fire pit and his heart ache with compassion.
falco scoops jun around him the best he could. he holds him tight in a mess of blankets. feeling all of that, it doesn’t come from nowhere. it’s valid for what he’s been through. even falco feels he’s undeserving of many things for what he’s done. but . . . ]
You’re not frustrating. You’re loved.
[ a hand . . . going through his hair? sounds right. it’s soft.
it gives him a different angle, jun putting it that way. he understands now, and in his chest he feels absolutely soft. ]
[He makes a small sound of surprise as he's being scooped up. His first instinct is to pull away, but it's Falco. It's fine. He sighs and relents, letting his body relax into the other.]
I... I don't know. I just... I'm scared. Everything I knew... everything I thought I knew about the world got flipped on its head. Magic and other worlds and death and love and... it's all a lot. I've been here a long while but it's...
... I know you have your own problems. I don't want to put all of mine on you, that's not fair. And you just got back. I'm sure you're dealing with your own personal nightmares.
[But the hand on his head is soft, and the blankets are soft, and Falco...]
[ falco, even while holding the other boy, gives him a little shrug. he has his own problems, sure, but. ]
That doesn’t mean I can’t help. [ there’s something that always rings for falco. three words that mean everything when dealing with heavy weights. ] We just— have to keep moving forward.
[ what happened already happened. now, what matters is now for their future here. ]
It doesn’t matter how much time you need. I’ll still be here every step of the way.
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Date: 2023-04-06 07:42 pm (UTC)falco scoops jun around him the best he could. he holds him tight in a mess of blankets. feeling all of that, it doesn’t come from nowhere. it’s valid for what he’s been through. even falco feels he’s undeserving of many things for what he’s done. but . . . ]
You’re not frustrating. You’re loved.
[ a hand . . . going through his hair? sounds right. it’s soft.
it gives him a different angle, jun putting it that way. he understands now, and in his chest he feels absolutely soft. ]
Do you want to talk about it more?
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Date: 2023-04-06 08:04 pm (UTC)I... I don't know. I just... I'm scared. Everything I knew... everything I thought I knew about the world got flipped on its head. Magic and other worlds and death and love and... it's all a lot. I've been here a long while but it's...
... I know you have your own problems. I don't want to put all of mine on you, that's not fair. And you just got back. I'm sure you're dealing with your own personal nightmares.
[But the hand on his head is soft, and the blankets are soft, and Falco...]
I just want you to be safe.
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Date: 2023-04-10 11:36 am (UTC)That doesn’t mean I can’t help. [ there’s something that always rings for falco. three words that mean everything when dealing with heavy weights. ] We just— have to keep moving forward.
[ what happened already happened. now, what matters is now for their future here. ]
It doesn’t matter how much time you need. I’ll still be here every step of the way.