[ His voice is low and quiet, and rather than the near question which might make Sephiroth think the doubts him (he thinks it's not the entire truth), he adds, ]
Then let it be so.
[ It's not the entire truth, not with the pain that he can see coming to his man. And he doesn't try to hold Sephiroth again, but he does place one warm palm on his back, above the wing. ]
I'll be ready when you do hurt me. But, just as certain as you are that you will, I know that, if I'm not next to you, I'll be hurting us both. Every moment.
I won't make you my light. But, please. Pain and pleasure, despair and reality. Let me be your Angeal again.
[That hand on Sephiroth's back, so temptingly close to his wing, beckons an instinctual reaction. But he's not quite sure if its a pleasant shiver or a tense bristle. Maybe a little bit of both. He listens intently as Angeal asserts that he's prepared to be hurt, and finds himself wondering how prepared he really is. If he really knows what he's signing up for.
Let me be your Angeal again.
How long has he yearned to hear those words? ...And yet, all he can do is snap his walls up soundly around himself and pull away.]
If that is your wish, so be it... But allow me to make one thing perfectly clear.
[He pivots again, just enough that Angeal is met with the full force of that icy serpentine stare of his. Intent. Deadly serious.]
Should you leave again, you will not be welcome here. Don't bother coming back.
[He doesn't have the strength of heart to forgive another betrayal. He's too bitter, too angry. Not just at Angeal but then world in its entirety. As it stands, it's already going to take time and patience from them both before they're in a place where Sephiroth feels capable of relenting to moments of sweetness.
His love for Angeal is a double-edged sword right now. It hasn't faded at all in its intensity and depth, but it's because of that that he can't quite bring himself to trust him yet. Angeal has already left twice, and Sephiroth's heart will irreparably shatter if he lets him in only for him to leave a third time.
Angeal will need to prove that he can be his Angeal again.]
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[ His voice is low and quiet, and rather than the near question which might make Sephiroth think the doubts him (he thinks it's not the entire truth), he adds, ]
Then let it be so.
[ It's not the entire truth, not with the pain that he can see coming to his man. And he doesn't try to hold Sephiroth again, but he does place one warm palm on his back, above the wing. ]
I'll be ready when you do hurt me. But, just as certain as you are that you will, I know that, if I'm not next to you, I'll be hurting us both. Every moment.
I won't make you my light. But, please. Pain and pleasure, despair and reality. Let me be your Angeal again.
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Let me be your Angeal again.
How long has he yearned to hear those words? ...And yet, all he can do is snap his walls up soundly around himself and pull away.]
If that is your wish, so be it... But allow me to make one thing perfectly clear.
[He pivots again, just enough that Angeal is met with the full force of that icy serpentine stare of his. Intent. Deadly serious.]
Should you leave again, you will not be welcome here. Don't bother coming back.
[He doesn't have the strength of heart to forgive another betrayal. He's too bitter, too angry. Not just at Angeal but then world in its entirety. As it stands, it's already going to take time and patience from them both before they're in a place where Sephiroth feels capable of relenting to moments of sweetness.
His love for Angeal is a double-edged sword right now. It hasn't faded at all in its intensity and depth, but it's because of that that he can't quite bring himself to trust him yet. Angeal has already left twice, and Sephiroth's heart will irreparably shatter if he lets him in only for him to leave a third time.
Angeal will need to prove that he can be his Angeal again.]
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