[ She hums in affirmation, bending down to press a chaste kiss into his fluffy hair, before retracting her hands entirely, signaling the end of her treatment. ]
Don't you think of me as yours?
[ Your companion, your friend, goes unsaid, still knowledgeable of the "being watched" aspect of the show. ]
[ don't do that, you'll hurt yourself on his boniness, yingying. that does get him to perk up a little and he picks his head up halfway, though his face is still mostly hidden by his bangs and the blanket. ]
My fairy and my...friend. [ it's mostly mumbled, sorry. ]
[ He picks his head up half way, and she takes the opportunity to lay down beside him, facing his way. Truth be told, she's a little tuckered out from expending effort, the early morning, and giving up some of her life force. But now, she doesn't want to miss this sunrise. ]
That's a bit more like it.
[ There are still plenty more things about him to understand and learn... but she feels like she understands a part of the loneliness he must feel, even if he doesn't recognize it as that to himself. Carrying the projected desires and hopes and wants of others... maybe it not so literal of a way as she has. But he's in the spotlight under pressure all the same. ]
[ finally he picks himself up fully with a bit of a pout. what he said, what she said, is still settling somewhere in him, but luka will remember this (pos?). ]
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[ She hums in affirmation, bending down to press a chaste kiss into his fluffy hair, before retracting her hands entirely, signaling the end of her treatment. ]
Don't you think of me as yours?
[ Your companion, your friend, goes unsaid, still knowledgeable of the "being watched" aspect of the show. ]
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does he? ]
My fairy. You're my friend too? [ he should have said companion, but. ]
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[ She pouts, poking him in the ribs coyly since he's still flopped over. ]
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My fairy and my...friend. [ it's mostly mumbled, sorry. ]
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That's a bit more like it.
[ There are still plenty more things about him to understand and learn... but she feels like she understands a part of the loneliness he must feel, even if he doesn't recognize it as that to himself. Carrying the projected desires and hopes and wants of others... maybe it not so literal of a way as she has. But he's in the spotlight under pressure all the same. ]
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Have you seen a sunrise before?
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[ She confirms for him, opening her eyes just in time to see his little pout. ]
I like the sunset more.
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[ some people would call them more beautiful, but luka doesn't. ]
I'd rather it be sunny or completely dark.