firstworldproblem | IC Inbox 2 (Imeeji)

[ that's fine with him and he will wrap his arms around him and hold him, resting against him and definitely relaxing into it ]

It really does sound sweeter in your language.

Of course it does. Though I might be playing favorites.

[And with Five so close to him, he will soon fall asleep. And he will seek him out in his dreams. He imagines they are desolate landscapes, but hey, maybe Five's mind is changing it up!]

[ no of course it's desolate landscapes, his mind is very one-note like that!! But once he finds him he will immediately walk up to him ]

Well ... so far so good.

[He takes both hands into his own. It is obvious by the way he shifts that he is nervous, wary, and maybe a touch terrified. If he were a cat, his tail would be poofed up.]

If it were constant, I would have warned you. Now, what to make this into?

[He considers for a moment and then the scenery does change to the garden that Caeli made for him. An almost exact replica with the soil still soft from the flowers they had planted. Though as the change is occurring there is a white noise in the distance, quite faint. The sound of clinking glass.]

You'll have to excuse me if I am a little rusty.

[ the scenery is beautiful, but he recognizes the noise, and he's of course worried. He'll reach over for his face, a hand on each cheek as he strokes them lightly ]

Focus on me. Don't worry about anything else.

[He breathes deeply and closes his eyes. He places his hands on top of Five's to focus on them.]

I feel ridiculous.

You're not.

This is just a small setback. Nothing to feel ashamed of.

[He huffs. His form of an answer as he wraps his arms around him and tucks his head under his chin.

And then he does dig his aetheric fingers deep into his soul as an anchor of sorts.]

[ There's a little gasp at that but he's not opposed to it, just surprised. He'll bring his arm around his shoulders clutch at his clothes, holding himself against him a little more physically ]

That works too.

[He smug at getting that sort of a reaction. And though he tries not to, he does hold onto his soul tightly.]

Thank you. For being here.

I would have just had to force my way into Baritones to make sure you would let me otherwise.

[ and he will try to reach for his soul as well - soft, gentle aetheric touches ]

[He smiles at the feeling. The feeling of being warm, loved and protected.]

Tenacity has always been one of your virtues.

[And he tilts his head down so he can kiss his lips softly.]

[ there's a soft smile at that, and he kisses him back just as gentle ]

I'd almost say it's how I won you over.

To think I would be the one chased.

[He works at the core of his soul. Petting it. Caressing it. But also molding the aether slightly while trying to be gentle about it.]

[ He's going to rest his head against him while he does it - breath hitching lightly at the feeling and he can't quite hide how nice that feels ]

Should I ask what are you aiming for?

A place to retire to. Did you remember how it felt when I pulled your soul into mine?

[And that is exactly what he is doing. Carving a place to hide.]

Would you like control over the dream?

I did. And I assumed you were going to join me, but I had to ask.

[ he'll leave a soft kiss to his cheek, and keep with his soft aetheric touches ]

Yes. I do have something I'd like to make for you.

[He smiles and blushes completely infatuated with how caring Five is being. He does pause his work for a moment.]

And what would that be?

[He will give him control of the dream though upon the edges he will feeling something tug on his control of it. As of now, it’s light and easily ignored.]

[ he will try to pretend he's not feeling it at all and keep as calm as possible, focus on the way Emet is smiling and blushing for him, so as to not startle him and make it worse.

And then he will alter the scenery a little bit, letting the garden Caeli made for him combine with their pier — only there are flowers everywhere - all types that Emet has gifted to him. He will add fireflies and other special flowers that definitely do not exist in real life, but that will work as a good enough light source as he changes the sky to the night, full of twinkling stars and the moon shining high ]

Just thought I'd improve on this a little.

[He is exceedingly touched as he wraps his arms around him and simply gazes at it.]

You did. It’s beautiful.

But hardly as beautiful as the man in front of me.

[And he does capture his lips again for a kiss though this one is more indulgent as he is trying to express how much Five means to him.

Which is the whole world and then some.

As he does alter the scenery, he’ll find that tug harder and more frequent. Distracting if anything. Though Five is no stranger to pushing down urges so it is hardly a problem for him.]

[ It is difficult to ignore it completely, so even if he's pushing it down and trying not to pay attention to it, there will be just a moment of worry showing on his face - though it's gone soon and he prefers to focus on the kiss instead, holding on Emet just a bit tighter, definitely out of protectiveness ]

You're biased, but I like to hear that.

What is it?

[He has a guess as the look crosses over him but he asks anyway. And he gently strokes his cheek.]

Biased perhaps but truthful. You are beautiful in sight, touch and taste.

[And he does love it. The protectiveness. He does begin curling his soul around his just to feel closer.]

I can feel the tug of something trying to wrestle control away from me.

[ but as he says that he brings his hand to Emet's head, stroking his eyes gently and letting his aetheric touches be just as soft, trying to encourage him to keep curling his soul against him ]

But it's fine.

Tell me if it gets worse.

[He closes his eyes and leans into him giving him one final kiss on the cheek before he dissolves into aether.

And tries to nestle in the deepest recesses he carved out in his soul. And they’ve done this before and his soul still radiates warmth and acceptance, it is just a tad bit clingier this time as it seeks to find and fill any crevices it finds.]

[ It's admittedly a bit much, it always is when they meddle with each other's souls. But it feels sweet and filling in a way, like that part Emet carved out of him was always his to hide in.

He'll bring a hand to his chest as if he can feel Emet there, and just closes his eyes to focus on the feeling of his soul. For his part, he'll try to let him feel his feelings of love and adoration, and do his best to make him feel safe ]

How could I ever feel alone again when I have you here with me like this.

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