[His eyelids lower as his partner's nose bumps against the bridge of his own, his hand pulling forward to rest against his hip. His own smile pulls crooked, fond as it is, though even here in the warmth of the early morning sunlight, there are certain truths he cannot bring himself to forget.
Does he truly deserve this? Hythlodaeus does, to be certain, a reward for his sacrifice, but Hades himself...
Their world is long gone, and he does not know that he belongs in this one. Not after what he's done in the name of trying to win back the past at its expense.
His smile falters, only slightly, but his touch remains soft, tipping his chin upwards so that he can press his lips to Hythlodaeus' once more.]
I've missed you, too. There are no words.
[If he could find them, he would even be moved to soften their edges. To say it has been a lonely existence would be nowhere near strong enough.]
It does not yet feel real... nor does it feel deserved, I confess.
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Does he truly deserve this? Hythlodaeus does, to be certain, a reward for his sacrifice, but Hades himself...
Their world is long gone, and he does not know that he belongs in this one. Not after what he's done in the name of trying to win back the past at its expense.
His smile falters, only slightly, but his touch remains soft, tipping his chin upwards so that he can press his lips to Hythlodaeus' once more.]
I've missed you, too. There are no words.
[If he could find them, he would even be moved to soften their edges. To say it has been a lonely existence would be nowhere near strong enough.]
It does not yet feel real... nor does it feel deserved, I confess.