[ closed ] catch-all

[tinged]

Who ꕤ hani, sinclair, etc
What ꕤ november catch-all
When ꕤ all of november! some backdated october probs
Where ꕤ fragment
Content Warnings ꕤ to be updated


ꕤ hani & sinclair

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[tinged]

No, my love. I mean in the same way you hold my heart.

[ or justy, always. ]

But… you are right. Lily doesn’t know how to hold back, even with the people he loves. Soon he’ll overtake Master, and then… we will lose him as he is.

[ it already pains them to think about it. but lily’s programs will not be stopped. ]

For a time? I hope it’s only that short.

[insinning]

[Sinclair shakes his head. He thinks...Lily doesn't know compassion, and Fandaniel...

Did Fandaniel really hold Lily's heart in the same way?

Something was different there. But did it matter anymore? What was done was done]

...whether he's someone who aids the wave or another 'phase'...Hani, you'll be there to reach him. [Squeezing Hani's hands] You seem to be one of the few he cares for.

[tinged]

He cares for a lot of people. He has a very kind heart. He…

[ they pause, confused. their thoughts stutter to a stop. ]

I… don’t remember the rest, but my heart tells me all this is true.

[ they slowly squeeze his hands back. ]

And I can trust my heart because you do. Will you not be there at all of the fights, Emil-kun?

[ however many there ends up being. ]

[insinning]

I know. Or you wouldn't love him so. [ Sinclair leans forward to press a kiss to Hani's forehead. He wont tell Hani what they both know: Sinclair is not one of those people.]

I will be there, where I can. When I'm needed. I'll come running.

[He's not invincible, and he had barely made it to speak his heart to Mithrun. If something were to go wrong in this next fight...he would have to make sure he would fight harder]

[tinged]

[ they’re quiet for a long moment, just gazing at their joined hands. ]

I wish… I could you not to come, to stay safe. But I won’t because I like how you are. I know how capable you are - your heart shines bright and fierce. I am very proud of you. Very, very proud. So I will not ask those things.

[insinning]

[Sinclair looks down too and gently leans in to rest his forehead against Hani's]

...thank you, Hani. [warm, gentle] I love you. And I love the way you see the world. So...when you go to speak to Fandaniel, when you speak to Lily...I hope you can do it with your heart true to everything you are. Fandaniel thinks I have the stench of death. Me, Mithrun Oria...and maybe he's right. [Death seemed to be interwoven in the memories he's written in his journals, bestowed to him in Michel's letter]..but you're different to him.

[He believes in Hani, and whatever choices Hani wants to make]