[ It was like fresh air. A spring breeze. Moving forward and not dwelling. The past was the past, and it sucked and he hated thinking about it, but he can't change it. He didn't want it to hang like a specter of his heart, or over her heart. It was still there, he knew. But he didn't want it to be a big, scary monster looming over them all the time.
Xayah was the one that always thought ahead, whereas Rakan lived in the moment. Right now, things were fine. It was sorted out and they knew where they stood. What was going on in their heads. That might change in the future, and that would be fine by him, as long as they were still together.
He played the part as if right out of a soap opera parody with her, except instead of moving his arm as if to reach for her hand, he fished around in a pocket for some lip balm and made a whole display of prepping himself for this kiss. ]
Baby, but my lips! They're so....dry! [ She flopped on him and he huffed with an 'oof' and a laugh, and dropped the lip balm somewhere in the grass(never to be found again r.i.p.) to put his hands atop hers, and stare right into those pretty eyes of hers. She cooed, and a pleasant hum rumbled in his chest. ] I know. I'll always save you, too.
[ He chuckled and pressed his forehead to hers, enjoying and lingering in the chaste kiss given. He loved it when she played along. She was so cute, he was pretty sure she was more the knight in shining armor than he was, but he was fine with that. His hands slid down her arms and wrapped around her shoulders, holding her nice and snug without being too tight. ]
I love you too, Xayah. I'm not ever gonna stop loving you, no matter what. I'll always be here. We'll figure it all out together.
I hate seein' you so torn up. [ His forehead pressed to hers again, and he shifted a bit to get comfortable. Comfortable with the familiar weight atop him: his lady in his lap. His feet pulled in so his knees could raise on either side of her, better cradling her figure while his tail thumped slowly--rhythmically at the ground aside them. ] I'll try and be a little more patient next time.
[ Keyword: try. He would, indeed, try very hard. But he's awful when it comes to keeping things from Xayah. ]
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Xayah was the one that always thought ahead, whereas Rakan lived in the moment. Right now, things were fine. It was sorted out and they knew where they stood. What was going on in their heads. That might change in the future, and that would be fine by him, as long as they were still together.
He played the part as if right out of a soap opera parody with her, except instead of moving his arm as if to reach for her hand, he fished around in a pocket for some lip balm and made a whole display of prepping himself for this kiss. ]
Baby, but my lips! They're so....dry! [ She flopped on him and he huffed with an 'oof' and a laugh, and dropped the lip balm somewhere in the grass(never to be found again r.i.p.) to put his hands atop hers, and stare right into those pretty eyes of hers. She cooed, and a pleasant hum rumbled in his chest. ] I know. I'll always save you, too.
[ He chuckled and pressed his forehead to hers, enjoying and lingering in the chaste kiss given. He loved it when she played along. She was so cute, he was pretty sure she was more the knight in shining armor than he was, but he was fine with that. His hands slid down her arms and wrapped around her shoulders, holding her nice and snug without being too tight. ]
I love you too, Xayah. I'm not ever gonna stop loving you, no matter what. I'll always be here. We'll figure it all out together.
I hate seein' you so torn up. [ His forehead pressed to hers again, and he shifted a bit to get comfortable. Comfortable with the familiar weight atop him: his lady in his lap. His feet pulled in so his knees could raise on either side of her, better cradling her figure while his tail thumped slowly--rhythmically at the ground aside them. ] I'll try and be a little more patient next time.
[ Keyword: try. He would, indeed, try very hard. But he's awful when it comes to keeping things from Xayah. ]