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[ He could switch their positions so Emet is the one holding the knife. But it won't change anything, he could still drive it into his own throat. It's just a dream. So even if Emet was killed in it, it wouldn't be an issue. It would be nothing.

But he can't be rational about this. There's an outright sob escaping from him when Emet places his palm over his eyes and nose but he knows what he's aiming for and he decides to just give it to him, activating his ability to travel through time - bringing them both back to the platforms from earlier, before he was even paralyzed ]

[Hades will be in the center platform about to start the visual counter when he pauses. He has been keeping a critical eye on him to see if there have been any changes after all.]

Five?

[ he's definitely more upset than he expected to get when he agreed to try this and even when Emet calls out to him he doesn't answer - not immediately, at least. And then, eventually. ]

Don't do it again.

[He waits patiently and when Five does speak he drops the clock, the platform, all of it and the scenery changes to Amaurot. He walks over to him and wraps his arms around his waist, tucking his head under Five's chin.]

[ he doesn't return the hug immediately, hesitating for a few long moments before he finally wraps his arms around him ]

I thought about just letting it happen.

For a second.

I was thinking about killing you.

[He runs his palms up and down his back, trying to think of a suitable reply.

"But you didn't" doesn't get at the heart of the problem.

"It's alright" is just a flat out lie.]

I don't think of you any less for it. We both know this urge we will work through together, step by step.

Thank you, for agreeing to this. I want to give you every possible chance at success, but I do not wish to damage your heart.

I'd make a snappy comment about how this would have been better if it was a sexy test after all but I understand the point of this.

It is something I need to overcome.

Next one will be a sexy test. Promise.

[He holds him tightly and summons and Ascian portal and tugs him through.]

Did I tell you I was going to pamper you after? Well, I should have. Come.

[ he'll follow, reaching for his hand to hold and not wanting to let go of it ]

Well I was determined to spoil you after that game, but given the circumstances I'll be happy to be pampered instead.

The only problem with the game was the glass, and that is solved by resting here until it passes.

[While still holding his hand he brings it up to kiss his knuckles.

Emet will bring him to an oversized room with the night sky peaking through a huge skylight overhead. Soft music plays in the background and nearly every surface has a vase with a brilliant array of flowers.

He'll rest him on the bed and take one of his hands in both of his. He presses his thumbs firmly into his palms and begins to rub them giving him a massage.]

If you have any requests, do voice them. If not, I will be creative on my own. To see if I can't soothe any anxiety that I have caused to rise.

[ all the affection and attention is at least helping him calm down some, and of course he can't help but appreciate how much each detail of this dream is thought out ]

I want to dance with you again.

[His eyes light up and he smiles at him. But first he affixes a single white and red carnation into each of their hairs.]

I know just the place. Though I suppose you don't mind getting up again.

[He takes them through another portal and they seem to be standing on air, but all around them the sky, the ground, the edges of his vision, is the lifestream in its brilliant multitude of colors. And once they arrive he will stand up on the tip of his toes to give him a soft kiss on the lips.]

[ the gesture earns him a soft smile, finally, and he follows him without hesitation, the sight before them enough to leave him completely awed. He'll wrap his arms around him again after that kiss and then just rest his forehead against his ]

Not bad for creativity.

[He holds him back smiling warmly at him.]

How could I offer you anything but the best?

[After cuddling like this for a while, he will take his hand and the lead of the dance and start them off slow so they can keep close.]

I do appreciate it, you know. That you're pushing me beyond my limits so I'll be prepared.

Even if's difficult to navigate.

You're stubborn like I am. When you don't want to face a topic, few and far in between they are, you'll bury it.

Hopefully, I will be there. You'll never have to worry about it, but I do like to have a few back up plans. At least a thousand. To ensure your safety.

I didn't manage to take us back just a few seconds, I went a little too far back this time.

... But it should be fine. If I can manage this much when I'm at risk of killing you, I should be able to time travel when I'm the one who might die.

Better that than not enough.

[He squeezes their joined hands spinning them both slowly.]

Then do you believe you are appropriately ready? I will stop any further practice if that is the case.

[ he'll be happy to spin with him, clearly relaxing and calming down as they dance, but— ]

Not if you have to put me under duress. Any more practice like that and I'll be the one breaking like glass.

[He stops and steps in, reaching both hands up behind his head to pull him for a soft but thorough kiss.]

[ It feels comforting - the gentleness after what happened just earlier. After all no matter how much he enjoys the rough play, it's Emet's kindness and love that make him feel at ease ]

... I'm fine now.

Did I overstep?

[ He doesn't answer immediately, not because he's hesitating but because he wants to make sure the answer will be honest, and he needs to think about it and examine his feelings. ]

You combined three things that distress me in a single occurrence. I suppose in a sense you did.

But it wouldn't have been effective as training otherwise.

[ and then a thought occurs to him and he's grimacing but he doesn't voice it ]

I had only meant for two.

[He keeps his arms wrapped around his neck thumbing through his hair softly.]

I’m sorry it was hard on you. But I will be more forward if I use this again. So you can more properly prepare.

... Well. If you want to apologize properly, I am still owed several kisses. We might as well start from one at this point.

But I agreed to this. I know you'll take care of me now that it's over.

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