Who ⚔ Yael & assorted nerds What ⚔ A dungeon run and other things When ⚔ After the party Where ⚔ Errywhere Content Warnings ⚔ Men with their tits out? Alcohol??? No correlation there surprisingly. nsfw i'm sorry mom
[ He laughs, soft and sweet and genuine, as the washcloth slides off his face and lands in the bath with a plop. ]
A bunch of cats sitting on a table eating my cooking alongside you... sounds like your heaven.
[ Fai likes to think that Sheza enjoys his cooking, so he tries to give himself some credit there. And well... who is Fai to deny Sheza the things that would make him happy? ]
I don't mind obliging you, then. I'll even accompany you while you fish.
[ With minimal complaints, too. Sheza isn't the only one that needs to work on themselves, after all. ]
[Honestly... Yael has never been able to visualize what his heaven might look like, or maybe he's just unwilling. Heaven is a place he'll never go. He's killed too many, committed unforgivable sins, made more mistakes than he could ever repent for. There is no heaven for men like him.
Still, if only for a moment, he allows himself to envision heaven as Yuui presents it to him. A warm meal, his loving partner, and a dozen happy cats. If heaven existed, his would look just like that.
...Yael catches himself before the silence drags on long enough to make it obvious that he's distracted, leaning them forward to pull the stopper out of the tub. It's indulgent, but he can't help but ask—]
[ He moves with Sheza, relaxed and limp against him as he pulls the stopper. The warm water and the better atmosphere between them now leaves him relaxed, so much so that he doesn’t tense despite Sheza’s question.
It should be something that scares him to answer, yet despite all of his reservations and all of his hurt feelings… it’s easy to answer. ]
A small, quiet home that feels like a space I’ve curated for myself. Everything important to me would be there too, like Mokona. [ He pauses, giving Sheza a little smile. ] And you, too.
[His heart lurches in the brief silence between "Mokona" and "you," an ache that's quick to fade but nonetheless lingers close to Yael's chest.
Even now, Yuui wants him in his life. Even after everything he's done, Yuui sees him as a special part of his life.
As the water swirls down the drain, Yael hugs Yuui to his chest and savors his warmth. Words are never enough. He's sorry, so sorry, and he hopes Yuui can feel how loved he is when he's held like this.]
Doesn't sound too bad.
[I hope you get your heaven on earth.]
You should eat something before bed. Your skin and bones days are over.
[ He laughs, wrapping his arms around Sheza as he indulges himself in this embrace. A lot of things are uncertain and he still feels unsteady, but if Sheza always holds him like this, he thinks he won’t feel that way forever. ]
If you make something for me, I will.
[ Sheza is a shit cook, but Fai would still eat a bowl of cereal if he poured it for him. ]
[He figured Yuui would ask. He leaves him waiting on an answer until after he's sat Yuui up on the rim of the tub and stepped away to fetch a robe, draping it over his bony shoulders.]
Yeah. I'll make you something I used to eat a lot as a kid. Nothing fancy. Don't get your hopes up.
[Once Yael's wrapped a towel around his waist, he offers Yuui a hand.]
[ It doesn’t matter what Sheza makes, not when Fai will get a piece of his past through whatever he makes. Suddenly enthused, he does the rest of the work in wrapping the robe around himself and tying it at his waist before joining Sheza. ]
Hehe… I look forward to it.
[ Taking his hand, he grins. Little by little, meal by meal, things between them can be repaired. ]
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[He pinches Yuui's nose through the sudsy cloth.]
It works out for us both. You like cooking. We'll gather around the table, the cats and me, and eat your cooking. Everybody wins.
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A bunch of cats sitting on a table eating my cooking alongside you... sounds like your heaven.
[ Fai likes to think that Sheza enjoys his cooking, so he tries to give himself some credit there. And well... who is Fai to deny Sheza the things that would make him happy? ]
I don't mind obliging you, then. I'll even accompany you while you fish.
[ With minimal complaints, too. Sheza isn't the only one that needs to work on themselves, after all. ]
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Still, if only for a moment, he allows himself to envision heaven as Yuui presents it to him. A warm meal, his loving partner, and a dozen happy cats. If heaven existed, his would look just like that.
...Yael catches himself before the silence drags on long enough to make it obvious that he's distracted, leaning them forward to pull the stopper out of the tub. It's indulgent, but he can't help but ask—]
...And your heaven. What would it look like?
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It should be something that scares him to answer, yet despite all of his reservations and all of his hurt feelings… it’s easy to answer. ]
A small, quiet home that feels like a space I’ve curated for myself. Everything important to me would be there too, like Mokona. [ He pauses, giving Sheza a little smile. ] And you, too.
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Even now, Yuui wants him in his life. Even after everything he's done, Yuui sees him as a special part of his life.
As the water swirls down the drain, Yael hugs Yuui to his chest and savors his warmth. Words are never enough. He's sorry, so sorry, and he hopes Yuui can feel how loved he is when he's held like this.]
Doesn't sound too bad.
[I hope you get your heaven on earth.]
You should eat something before bed. Your skin and bones days are over.
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If you make something for me, I will.
[ Sheza is a shit cook, but Fai would still eat a bowl of cereal if he poured it for him. ]
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Yeah. I'll make you something I used to eat a lot as a kid. Nothing fancy. Don't get your hopes up.
[Once Yael's wrapped a towel around his waist, he offers Yuui a hand.]
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Hehe… I look forward to it.
[ Taking his hand, he grins. Little by little, meal by meal, things between them can be repaired. ]