pc catchall | turboheaven | yves

[historicals]

seems like their vibe

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[noirges]

[ you are not alone any longer.

he turns the words over in his head in his silence, in his contemplation, and he... believes them. that's the conclusion he comes to, at the end. he believes them. there are people here who care about them, who won't let him be alone, even when he makes decisions like this that would normally earn him both accolades and insults alike back home from people who barely understood anything about him.

but there are people here, and he isn't alone. ah.

it clicks in a way that he doesn't expect, because sometimes yves loses sight of himself in all his care for others. to let others know that they are loved and cared for, and to never expect anything in return—and sometimes, it seems, missing that entirely.

to have kindness... repaid? ]

... I...

[ and for once, he's without words. no defense, no argument, no deflection. ]

... I must've forgotten. I'm sorry.

[historicals]

[ success! ah, taair's emotions ripple with relief, and then a wave of warmth and understanding, all at once - even without emotionshare, it would be obvious as a smile blooms on his face, affectionate and loving and understanding all at once, lights up his entire expression.

he reaches over to take yves hands more firmly in his own, and gives them a squeeze. ]

That's alright. That is what best friends are for, is it not? [ soft and warm. and how precious of relationship, how precious of a friendship, how precious of a moment, to be able to support someone you care for so dearly, to be able to even have such friendships like these. ] To remind each other, but to support each other, too.

You often remind me when I feel I have lost my way, Yves, and your words have been a candle in the darkness to me when I needed them often. It is a blessing and an honor alike to be a tether, so that we might be able to weather through the roughest of storms side by side.