[ he can ask for anything, but he doesn't know that it'll be granted. and that's fine. yves knows this is selfish. it's asking for a lot from someone who is clearly so willing to give—and maybe he knows a little bit about that. when it comes to himself, or when it comes to others.
and maybe he doesn't want to just watch and wait anymore.
he'll shift so he can thunk his forehead lightly against taair's ]
... please don't give up on your freedom. [ after all that those silly little debates brought up ] Please say no, if you're asked to do something you don't want to.
I know things must be complicated, and there must be so much I don't understand...
i'll do anything, he said. but some things are so much harder to do. some things go beyond taair khalisa nasir, as they have gone beyond him for his entire life. some things are laced deep into his bloodline, into his standing, into his upbringing, and some things do not come out. freedom has been this place, in some ways - the first week of bliss, before realizing how horribly things here could go wrong - but that came with a price. worse, it came with a "but". another duty. a reminder.
he's quiet, as the forehead bonk comes - a little surprised by it, even - and he swallows, hard. instinctively, his eyes close, though whether it's from an intimate distance or the fact that this conversation is a hard one, is hard to say.
my happiness has never mattered. he does not say. he just breathes out, a soft sigh, and there are echoes even here of that soft, sad smile. ]
... I will try. [ because... that's all he can really offer - because it is complex. ] ...thank you, my dear friend. For caring so very much.
Of course I care about you. I do love you, you know.
[ even if he understands that sometimes that's not enough. and it's why he accepts trying, because... sometimes all you can do is try. try to escape, try to get a taste of a life that you want, instead of the one that you're bound to.
though he understands that some choices aren't that easy. when he's been called the self-sacrificial hero time and time again, how can he pretend that it's such a simple thing to choose your own happiness when he never does?
but... for taair, he becomes a hypocrite. he doesn't look back about it. ]
... I won't overstep but... as long as you know that there are people who'd do anything, just to give you a chance at your own happy ending on your own terms.
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and maybe he doesn't want to just watch and wait anymore.
he'll shift so he can thunk his forehead lightly against taair's ]
... please don't give up on your freedom. [ after all that those silly little debates brought up ] Please say no, if you're asked to do something you don't want to.
I know things must be complicated, and there must be so much I don't understand...
But—your happiness is worth it.
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i'll do anything, he said. but some things are so much harder to do. some things go beyond taair khalisa nasir, as they have gone beyond him for his entire life. some things are laced deep into his bloodline, into his standing, into his upbringing, and some things do not come out. freedom has been this place, in some ways - the first week of bliss, before realizing how horribly things here could go wrong - but that came with a price. worse, it came with a "but". another duty. a reminder.
he's quiet, as the forehead bonk comes - a little surprised by it, even - and he swallows, hard. instinctively, his eyes close, though whether it's from an intimate distance or the fact that this conversation is a hard one, is hard to say.
my happiness has never mattered. he does not say. he just breathes out, a soft sigh, and there are echoes even here of that soft, sad smile. ]
... I will try. [ because... that's all he can really offer - because it is complex. ] ...thank you, my dear friend. For caring so very much.
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[ even if he understands that sometimes that's not enough. and it's why he accepts trying, because... sometimes all you can do is try. try to escape, try to get a taste of a life that you want, instead of the one that you're bound to.
though he understands that some choices aren't that easy. when he's been called the self-sacrificial hero time and time again, how can he pretend that it's such a simple thing to choose your own happiness when he never does?
but... for taair, he becomes a hypocrite. he doesn't look back about it. ]
... I won't overstep but... as long as you know that there are people who'd do anything, just to give you a chance at your own happy ending on your own terms.