still very red and trying to decide how to recover from saying that and mourning the loss of face, gu yun’s shaken from that thought process by the hand sliding into his. by now, it’s a familiar sensation, and he gently splits his fingers to lace theirs together. ]
Like you’re one to talk. [ this is just for the sake of responding, an embarrassed mutter, but that’s something he likes about molly, isn’t it. the second part’s more important, anyway, and he resists the urge to quip back beyond that, instead just looking down at their hands - and then, slowly, peeks back at molly. ]
.... yeah? [ not so smooth. but, then again, that’s part of what makes it so honest. ]
Well, I want-- I want to say something equally good, like I've never had anyone to love enough that I'd let them just give me a name--
[But other people have named him, so it's not quite the right twist of phrase. he flushes a bit himself, because if the Marquis of Order is acting embarrassed, he's starting to flounder too. Squeezing that hand.]
No matter what happens. Even if this all goes tits up and we get our souls consumed or, fuck it, we can't figure out how to, what was it you were saying? Just ... hop worlds over? Like that's even a thing. Gods I hope it's a thing. But if it's not a thing, I'm still not sorry about it. I'm glad I've met you. I do love you, you know.
[He gets - a little sad at that? Because he thinks of that same conversation he'd had with Beau that keeps replaying in his head, what feels like years ago now. How they'd all gotten so much better. Become better people, become better at saying things like `Hey, um. I love you, man.`
better to just say these things before it's too late, probably.]
[ it’s been so much, to be shaken out of his pragmatic world view in this place. if you told the gu yun who arrived here the first week - yes, that purple fellow who looks like he fell in a vat of ziliujin? you’ll be confessing your feelings under fake starlight in a few weeks, and might make plans to travel across worlds together! he would have laughed himself silly. the concept of being able to even consider doing that would have been so beyond him and now - now, there’s a not so tiny, fragile feeling of want at the idea. an emotion for gu yun. something to have for himself, and not his home.
so many strange, new things. none of them bad - each as exciting and new as the last.
what molly has said is perfectly good, and really, a lot better than what gu yun did, because it’s just out there as plain as can be. as meaningful as anything.
he nods. once, twice. ]
I am too. [ and it’s not as bright and brassy as usual, (he’d barely even had a friend before this, and now - ) but just as steady, even if it’s still a little hard, not to choke on the words. ] And ...
[ from now on, whatever that means. success or failure, possibility or promise. it’s something that’s been said, and it’s something that he meant. this is one of those times where his actions and convictions speak the strongest, when his mouth fails him properly, so, gu yun leans over and closes the small space between them with a kiss, swift and sealing, and murmurs, quieter. ] I love you too.
[Mollymauk has absolutely never been pragmatic a day in his short life, so the concept of even trying to be, just a little - protecting himself from hoping for too much, because it might hurt when he doesn't get it - is slipping away again. Why bother. Just feel the pain if it comes. Might not even have to worry about it, if he's dead. Then he wouldn't be feeling anything.
Staying there pressed in close for a moment, not really sure what to do now that it feels like everything important has been said, just wrapping a hand around the back gu yun's neck to keep him there. Trying to search his eyes from up close, but it's all just ... fuzzy at this range.
Eventually he just mutters.]
Fuck it. Pride better not mind that thing waking them up again.
[ it feels a little like he's buzzing, after getting that out in the air. gu yun's not sure exactly what to do next, staying close for that breath of a moment, too -
and then, when molly speaks, he throws his head back and just laughs. ] I think it's a little safe retribution, personally! [ and then just cups his cheeks and kisses him, in the way that you kiss someone when you're overjoyed and in love (wow) and can't contain yourself. they can roll around right here, right in front of the cowherd and the weaver's salad. ]
[it is a really lovely moment, and for just a second, he doesn't want to feel hesitant or terrified of it. joy can fill so many holes in things, he thinks, and just leans into it for the moment. will everything play out? will they survive long enough to make anything of this at all? probably not. does it matter right now? not really.
anyway wow they'd barely done anything at this festival and molly decided he was thoroughly romanced. at least he's easy? he does not care about rolling around in front of anyones salad, let alone the simulation.]
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still very red and trying to decide how to recover from saying that and mourning the loss of face, gu yun’s shaken from that thought process by the hand sliding into his. by now, it’s a familiar sensation, and he gently splits his fingers to lace theirs together. ]
Like you’re one to talk. [ this is just for the sake of responding, an embarrassed mutter, but that’s something he likes about molly, isn’t it. the second part’s more important, anyway, and he resists the urge to quip back beyond that, instead just looking down at their hands - and then, slowly, peeks back at molly. ]
.... yeah? [ not so smooth. but, then again, that’s part of what makes it so honest. ]
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[But other people have named him, so it's not quite the right twist of phrase. he flushes a bit himself, because if the Marquis of Order is acting embarrassed, he's starting to flounder too. Squeezing that hand.]
No matter what happens. Even if this all goes tits up and we get our souls consumed or, fuck it, we can't figure out how to, what was it you were saying? Just ... hop worlds over? Like that's even a thing. Gods I hope it's a thing. But if it's not a thing, I'm still not sorry about it. I'm glad I've met you. I do love you, you know.
[He gets - a little sad at that? Because he thinks of that same conversation he'd had with Beau that keeps replaying in his head, what feels like years ago now. How they'd all gotten so much better. Become better people, become better at saying things like `Hey, um. I love you, man.`
better to just say these things before it's too late, probably.]
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so many strange, new things. none of them bad - each as exciting and new as the last.
what molly has said is perfectly good, and really, a lot better than what gu yun did, because it’s just out there as plain as can be. as meaningful as anything.
he nods. once, twice. ]
I am too. [ and it’s not as bright and brassy as usual, (he’d barely even had a friend before this, and now - ) but just as steady, even if it’s still a little hard, not to choke on the words. ] And ...
[ from now on, whatever that means. success or failure, possibility or promise. it’s something that’s been said, and it’s something that he meant. this is one of those times where his actions and convictions speak the strongest, when his mouth fails him properly, so, gu yun leans over and closes the small space between them with a kiss, swift and sealing, and murmurs, quieter. ] I love you too.
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Staying there pressed in close for a moment, not really sure what to do now that it feels like everything important has been said, just wrapping a hand around the back gu yun's neck to keep him there. Trying to search his eyes from up close, but it's all just ... fuzzy at this range.
Eventually he just mutters.]
Fuck it. Pride better not mind that thing waking them up again.
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and then, when molly speaks, he throws his head back and just laughs. ] I think it's a little safe retribution, personally! [ and then just cups his cheeks and kisses him, in the way that you kiss someone when you're overjoyed and in love (wow) and can't contain yourself. they can roll around right here, right in front of the cowherd and the weaver's salad. ]
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anyway wow they'd barely done anything at this festival and molly decided he was thoroughly romanced. at least he's easy? he does not care about rolling around in front of anyones salad, let alone the simulation.]