[meeting venti's body makes him stumble and fall, his legs no longer holding their structure, and while the impact onto the ground should be hard and painful in a sense, he barely feels anything-- his entire body is like a candle, wax bubbling and melting away in layers. only his right arm has any solidity left in it, and he tucks it around venti's shoulders as he breathes heavily and wonders how long he'll continue to melt until he dies.
when everything is gone, or when his brain or heart has melted away?]
If we die... I will at least not have died alone.
[he delivers a soft kiss to venti's jawline, his lips feeling softer than they should be.]
And it's with you. [that's all he could ask for. dying is good, he's not picky. but dying with someone he knows, trusts and likes... dying alone is quite nice, but he feels more at ease, like this.]
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when everything is gone, or when his brain or heart has melted away?]
If we die... I will at least not have died alone.
[he delivers a soft kiss to venti's jawline, his lips feeling softer than they should be.]
And it's with you. [that's all he could ask for. dying is good, he's not picky. but dying with someone he knows, trusts and likes... dying alone is quite nice, but he feels more at ease, like this.]