[ This is less in protest to Kaveh's proclamation — he'd promised, after all — and more in bewilderment to his sudden captivity. A simple concept protests the necessity of the plastic at his wrist:
He won't leave if Kaveh's here.
After a pause for rumination, Midnight's face clears:
If he's here, Kaveh won't leave.
There it is, then. Midnight sighs, well pleased with this conclusion, and presses fully against Kaveh. ]
I see. Set it to 4 am, won't you? I'd still like my run.
[ He throws that out expecting nothing, closes his eyes and lets the ache of being awake ease away. He tucks their knees together, kisses the first thing that comes in contact with his lips without aiming at all, although whatever it is seems pretty face adjacent. ]
I've been told that I can make quite the speech... But look at you, love. Giving me a run for my money. You could change the seasons with that kind of ferocity, my darling. Make a river run back to the lake that birthed it...
[ Sleeping in proximity with Netzach has done him the great kindness of inducing sleep with a warm body next to him via Pavlov. He kisses Kaveh again, and thinks: Ah, the mouth this time. Truly fate is kind. ]
Thank you for waiting for me. I will come back for you until I cannot. I promise...
[ A promise made like a fact. The sky is blue, the grass is green, and Midnight will always return because his heart is here. ]
why are they so fucking crazy (affectionate)
[ This is less in protest to Kaveh's proclamation — he'd promised, after all — and more in bewilderment to his sudden captivity. A simple concept protests the necessity of the plastic at his wrist:
He won't leave if Kaveh's here.
After a pause for rumination, Midnight's face clears:
If he's here, Kaveh won't leave.
There it is, then. Midnight sighs, well pleased with this conclusion, and presses fully against Kaveh. ]
I see. Set it to 4 am, won't you? I'd still like my run.
[ He throws that out expecting nothing, closes his eyes and lets the ache of being awake ease away. He tucks their knees together, kisses the first thing that comes in contact with his lips without aiming at all, although whatever it is seems pretty face adjacent. ]
I've been told that I can make quite the speech... But look at you, love. Giving me a run for my money. You could change the seasons with that kind of ferocity, my darling. Make a river run back to the lake that birthed it...
[ Sleeping in proximity with Netzach has done him the great kindness of inducing sleep with a warm body next to him via Pavlov. He kisses Kaveh again, and thinks: Ah, the mouth this time. Truly fate is kind. ]
Thank you for waiting for me. I will come back for you until I cannot. I promise...
[ A promise made like a fact. The sky is blue, the grass is green, and Midnight will always return because his heart is here. ]