[Ah...Sunny should have texted Kenma sooner. His arm was messed up for so long; once it was healed, all he wanted to do was sleep. All...he's been doing...is just sleeping. For that reason, it takes him a while to respond, but he feels mortified once he does. How long has Kenma been waiting...?
[His room is dark and quiet. He doesn't really want to leave...
[Sunny hadn't even noticed Kenma coming in as a cat. It's a comfort, somehow, even if he didn't realize it at the time...
[Sometimes Sunny truly thinks he's in love with Kenma. He dares not say it.]
my arm is fixed
[Not exactly an answer. He's not doing well. Part of him thinks that's probably obvious. He doesn't feel ready to talk about it; he wouldn't even know how.]
jksndjkasd, that . was meant to say "(copyright free portable game console)" but I put it in >'s
[He...doesn't find it inaccurate, really, he...hasn't been feeling himself lately, either. He hasn't been. Just hasn't been...]
im sorry i dont remember
[Aside from all that, Sunny isn't who Kenma thinks he is. He's a murderer. But he can't tell Kenma that...His boyfriend would never look at him the same way again. He'd hate him.]
something strange has been happening the last two weeks i almost dont remember anything
There was a lot happening, so I guess that makes sense.
Maybe when you're stressed? You forget a bit more?
[ Shrugging man emoji, he doesn't know what else it could be. Though, funnily, he does come from a time period that's a bit more aware of and chill about DID system related things, it's not exactly the first thing that comes to mind. ]
Whatever it is... I don't really mind, as long as you don't forget me? I really like... this.
[ He's so awkward it's painful, but that seemed like an okay thing to say, right? ]
[Sunny feels emotion well up inside of him, but it isn't a positive thing. Kenma doesn't mind that his mind is broken. He doesn't care that his boyfriend is fucking crazy. He just doesn't want him to forget him. But what if he can't help it? He remembers seeing him at the clinic, but it's not as though he checked up on Kenma. He can't promise that he won't forget him. He can't promise anything.
[ Ah- maybe not quite the meaning he intended, but then, he's still a teenager, figuring things out. There's a faint pause before the next text comes. ]
I think... that's enough. Trying is the important part.
As long as you don't want to forget me, I'll stick around to make new memories together. ♥
[ Flawless cat logic. ]
Oh- right. I picked up some soup, if you're hungry.
[He's not hungry, really, but...for Kenma, he'll eat. He always does. They have to remind each other sometimes. It works out...
[Sunny creeps to his bedroom door, hesitating to open it. Kenma accepts him for who he is without even knowing who he is. That makes Sunny feel like a liar; he's grateful too.
[He's so grateful.
[He comes out of his room, not quite able to look Kenma in the eye. He still has his phone in his hands.]
[ He's tapping away at the [copyright free console] when the door opens, though one of those kitty ears swivels to face Sunny almost immediately before his phone dings.
There's a small pause, he makes it to a save point, then taps a little reply in. ]
Hey. ♥
[ One tiny pause, and he turns to look up at his boyfriend. ]
[Kenma has a perfect smile, Sunny thinks. He looks at him and feels - even through the sadness - just the way people in romance stories feel. They could be a knight and a prince, or a beast and a beauty, or a boy and the boy next door, or the main love interest and the boy who got pulled into the game-- They, really...feel perfect just the way they are.
[Sunny slinks over, silent. He climbs onto his boyfriend's lap, wrapping his arms loosely around Kenma's neck. He presses his cheek against the top of his head, right between those ears.
[What does being in love feel like, really? Sunny doesn't really care anymore. He likes this exactly how it is. Is that all it takes? He wouldn't mind.]
[ He follows him with his gaze all the way across the room, blinking briefly as he just... slips down into his lip with a soft: ]
Oh...
[ His breath escapes for just a moment, long, lanky arms curling around his lover to wrap about behind his back and settle over opposite hips to fully encircle him. His head tilts forward, splaying those kitty ears out to twitch against his chin.
There's a moment of silence, just soft breaths, a warm frame hugging Sunny close. This is... this feels a lot like what people say love feels like.
A low, deep rumble in his chest is what breaks the silence, purring as his nose tucks into his boyfriends neck. ]
made a little assumption here - lmk if u need more!
[Kenma never has to say much. How many hours have they spent not saying anything out loud at all? How many more hours have they spent not doing so much as picking up their phones?
[Sunny needs this gentle silence. Kenma's purring hums through the air; Sunny can feel it when he presses a hand against Kenma's chest, slender fingers splaying.
[He's been so afraid; all the while, Kenma has been here, and he didn't even know it. He couldn't imagine turning him away.
[Sunny's body eases. A large part of him wants to cry, but he's not much good at it anymore. Instead, he just clings; eventually, he begins to rock a little too. It's a comfort to him; he does it often. Kenma's good about letting them move together. That's a comfort too...]
[ Slow, gentle rocking motions. Silence is often fine by him, he's bad at thinking of what to say sometimes and there's a gentle comfort to the way they can get along without words. Like they understand each other in a more fundamental way.
it's just... nice. Safe.
His arms curl just a touch tighter, gently squeezing as he feels those breaths, swaying with his boyfriend♥ and letting his rumble grow a touch deeper. It's quiet...
Until the faint sound of a few soft kisses breaks the air, lips finding spots along Sunny's neck and lower jaw. Not in a sexual way, not today, just... comforting, sweet. Soft and quick. ]
[Soft kisses leave goosebumps on Sunny's jaw and throat. He lifts his head just slightly, suddenly desperate to see Kenma. He presses their lips together. It's chaste in its own right, but just as hungry for something. That's romance, isn't it? Finding something in another person that you haven't found in anyone else? Kenma's kisses make him feel so terribly awake and he needs...it...
[He cups Kenma's hands with his face and kisses him, eyes squeezed tightly shut. Of course he loves him...]
forcing you to live with "cups his hands with his face" forever >:3
[ There's a softly muffled sigh, and his eyes flicker open for just a moment to peek at his boyfriend as their lips connect. Warm cheeks rest into his cooler fingers, and the cat lets out a lighter rumble between them as his own hands slide up along Sunny's spine, curling fingers between shoulder blades and brushing their noses together.
Yeah he... He might just be in love. If this heart aching feeling is any indication. Eyes slip closed, and his lips part for a slightly more intimate kiss.
He's so close to confessing that too... but their lips are a bit too busy for talking. Instead a long kitty tail wraps around Sunny's middle. ]
[He never thought anyone would hold him like this. Sunny woke up, but the dream didn't end. Kenma is real. He isn't running away. He doesn't know the truth, and Sunny's not sure that he ever wants him to learn it, but he doesn't have to, does he? Kenma isn't from Faraway. Kenma is only his. Sunny never stole anything from him...
[He's been so afraid. He's been so depressed. He hasn't even wanted to open his eyes, but Kenma's lips are warm against his, and things feel manageable for the moment - it's...a reprieve, invaluable.
[To him, Kenma is perfect. Perfect...There isn't anyone else he wants in this moment; just this. It's enough. It's enough.]
[ Dark pasts are, sometimes, best left in the past. Especially if someone's changed since then. Would it affect their relationship? Probably. Would it end it? Probably not.
Kenma's always been a bit more... calm, understanding. Maybe it's all the games he plays, used to characters with dark and brooding backstories that redeem at the end. It's nice to think the same thing can happen in real life.
Warm breath spills, and those gold eyes peek open as his cheeks rest in Sunny's hands, curious as a cat... ]
Yes... Sunny?
[ His hands slide down, around, holding around his waist steadily as they gently rock. ]
[ His fingers curl a bit, thought the response Sunny gets is somehow a bit more casual than he might have expected. ]
Ah?
Don't be. [ A lighter tone, almost playfully grumpy. ] I care about you because I want to.
[ There's a low rumble, his cheeks darken as his lips part to say something, he hesitates, glowing a bit as he trails back to let their noses brush together. He takes a slow, less steady breath, a little gruff still despite it all, even softspoken. ]
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Hey. ♥
I'm in the living room, is it okay to talk now?
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[His room is dark and quiet. He doesn't really want to leave...
[Would Kenma understand?]
hi
kenma ♥
i missed u
im sorry
i dont remember much
[...]
ill come out
soon
but can we talk
here
for now?
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I might have slept on you a few times.
As a cat.🐈
[ He likes napping too, and curling up with his boyfriend is very comfy. ]
Yeah of course.
I'm just playing your .
How are you feeling?
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[Sometimes Sunny truly thinks he's in love with Kenma. He dares not say it.]
my arm
is fixed
[Not exactly an answer. He's not doing well. Part of him thinks that's probably obvious. He doesn't feel ready to talk about it; he wouldn't even know how.]
jksndjkasd, that . was meant to say "(copyright free portable game console)" but I put it in >'s
So...
When we were in the hospital... you said something about 'not being who I think you are'
And we said we'd talk about it later.
You were pretty out of it though.
I'm not sure if you even remember that.
[ Too upfront? Kenma's bad at subtlety. ]
I thought the blankness was the joke LOL I totally got what you meant
[He...doesn't find it inaccurate, really, he...hasn't been feeling himself lately, either. He hasn't been. Just hasn't been...]
im sorry
i dont remember
[Aside from all that, Sunny isn't who Kenma thinks he is. He's a murderer. But he can't tell Kenma that...His boyfriend would never look at him the same way again. He'd hate him.]
something strange
has been happening
the last two weeks
i almost dont remember
anything
but it started
before
hehehe
Maybe when you're stressed? You forget a bit more?
[ Shrugging man emoji, he doesn't know what else it could be. Though, funnily, he does come from a time period that's a bit more aware of and chill about DID system related things, it's not exactly the first thing that comes to mind. ]
Whatever it is... I don't really mind, as long as you don't forget me?
I really like... this.
[ He's so awkward it's painful, but that seemed like an okay thing to say, right? ]
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[He's useless.]
kenma
u
are so
important to me
i would never want
to forget u
[...]
sometimes
i just can't
help it
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I think... that's enough.
Trying is the important part.
As long as you don't want to forget me, I'll stick around to make new memories together. ♥
[ Flawless cat logic. ]
Oh- right.
I picked up some soup, if you're hungry.
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[Sunny creeps to his bedroom door, hesitating to open it. Kenma accepts him for who he is without even knowing who he is. That makes Sunny feel like a liar; he's grateful too.
[He's so grateful.
[He comes out of his room, not quite able to look Kenma in the eye. He still has his phone in his hands.]
hi ♥
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There's a small pause, he makes it to a save point, then taps a little reply in. ]
Hey. ♥
[ One tiny pause, and he turns to look up at his boyfriend. ]
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[Sunny slinks over, silent. He climbs onto his boyfriend's lap, wrapping his arms loosely around Kenma's neck. He presses his cheek against the top of his head, right between those ears.
[What does being in love feel like, really? Sunny doesn't really care anymore. He likes this exactly how it is. Is that all it takes? He wouldn't mind.]
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Oh...
[ His breath escapes for just a moment, long, lanky arms curling around his lover to wrap about behind his back and settle over opposite hips to fully encircle him. His head tilts forward, splaying those kitty ears out to twitch against his chin.
There's a moment of silence, just soft breaths, a warm frame hugging Sunny close. This is... this feels a lot like what people say love feels like.
A low, deep rumble in his chest is what breaks the silence, purring as his nose tucks into his boyfriends neck. ]
made a little assumption here - lmk if u need more!
[Sunny needs this gentle silence. Kenma's purring hums through the air; Sunny can feel it when he presses a hand against Kenma's chest, slender fingers splaying.
[He's been so afraid; all the while, Kenma has been here, and he didn't even know it. He couldn't imagine turning him away.
[Sunny's body eases. A large part of him wants to cry, but he's not much good at it anymore. Instead, he just clings; eventually, he begins to rock a little too. It's a comfort to him; he does it often. Kenma's good about letting them move together. That's a comfort too...]
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it's just... nice. Safe.
His arms curl just a touch tighter, gently squeezing as he feels those breaths, swaying with his boyfriend♥ and letting his rumble grow a touch deeper. It's quiet...
Until the faint sound of a few soft kisses breaks the air, lips finding spots along Sunny's neck and lower jaw. Not in a sexual way, not today, just... comforting, sweet. Soft and quick. ]
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[He cups Kenma's hands with his face and kisses him, eyes squeezed tightly shut. Of course he loves him...]
forcing you to live with "cups his hands with his face" forever >:3
[ There's a softly muffled sigh, and his eyes flicker open for just a moment to peek at his boyfriend as their lips connect. Warm cheeks rest into his cooler fingers, and the cat lets out a lighter rumble between them as his own hands slide up along Sunny's spine, curling fingers between shoulder blades and brushing their noses together.
Yeah he... He might just be in love. If this heart aching feeling is any indication. Eyes slip closed, and his lips part for a slightly more intimate kiss.
He's so close to confessing that too... but their lips are a bit too busy for talking. Instead a long kitty tail wraps around Sunny's middle. ]
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
[He's been so afraid. He's been so depressed. He hasn't even wanted to open his eyes, but Kenma's lips are warm against his, and things feel manageable for the moment - it's...a reprieve, invaluable.
[To him, Kenma is perfect. Perfect...There isn't anyone else he wants in this moment; just this. It's enough. It's enough.]
Kenma...I...
-evil laughter-
Kenma's always been a bit more... calm, understanding. Maybe it's all the games he plays, used to characters with dark and brooding backstories that redeem at the end. It's nice to think the same thing can happen in real life.
Warm breath spills, and those gold eyes peek open as his cheeks rest in Sunny's hands, curious as a cat... ]
Yes... Sunny?
[ His hands slide down, around, holding around his waist steadily as they gently rock. ]
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[He really doesn't.
[Sunny's eyes fill up with tears, lips stammering for words that he doesn't know how to say.]
I-I'm sorry...
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[ He lifts, pressing a soft kiss too his chin before narrowing a more serious, accepting look at his partner. ]
It's okay... I know things have been hard.
[ Another kiss, more, all light and peppering along increasingly wet cheeks. ]
I don't even know what you're sorry for. You're fine, Sunny...
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I'm sorry...y-you have to care...about me.
Flagging love confession for shard reasons
Ah?
Don't be. [ A lighter tone, almost playfully grumpy. ] I care about you because I want to.
[ There's a low rumble, his cheeks darken as his lips part to say something, he hesitates, glowing a bit as he trails back to let their noses brush together. He takes a slow, less steady breath, a little gruff still despite it all, even softspoken. ]
I think I love you... and that's my choice.
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[Sunny hasn't imposed anything on him. He feels it himself. He's said it...He might even really mean it-- No, he does really mean it, he...]
I love you. [Sunny barely whispers it. His face looks stunned. His eyes are still wet, but he isn't crying anymore.
[It's so...romantic...He can't do anything else but stare.]
You-- r-really?
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[ His head lifts, one soft kiss pressed to his lips. Just short enough to be sweet without delaying their talk. ]
So... don't apologize for stuff like that. I'm doing it because I want to.
[ Hands fall down, gently holding along the small of his back and pulling Sunny in. Bump- and kitty ears and hair nuzzle against his chin. ]
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we can probably wrap here OUGH them