Please trust this, mo laochain. [It takes shifting to get close enough to press a kiss to Loki's forehead, firm and present.] I am... immeasurably happy as I am. As we are.
[With the pieces of his husband he had, and with the pieces he suspected he didn't. With the nerves that bubbled up about the future, with the complexities of their own lives stretching in opposite directions.]
[ they slip past his cheeks, unbidden to pool near the collar of his tunic. but loki tilts his head slightly to press a soft kiss to the pads of william's fingertips. ]
[It's so easy to get stuck in the should-haves. It's so easy to find oneself at the bottom of a spiral, dragged down by the weight of perceived failure piled upon perceived failure.]
[It's a small thing, perhaps, to share a space like this. It feels immensely comforting all the same to be allowed to settle into place where he can feel the reality of a person someone of such particular importance, settling in with an utterly contented sigh.]
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dothelokimotion) wrote2020-04-18 07:42 am
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[With the pieces of his husband he had, and with the pieces he suspected he didn't. With the nerves that bubbled up about the future, with the complexities of their own lives stretching in opposite directions.]
Truly.
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As we are.
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[Just to be clear. Clear seems important.]
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William . . .
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Love is such a funny creature.]
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[This is the problem with honesty. This is the joy of honesty?]
You ought to rest.
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I'm fine. Truly.
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[But possibly here, where he could keep smoothing tear=tracks from his husband's cheeks.]
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You should. How are you feeling of late?
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[Given the very, very sorry state he'd been in before meeting Loki in the hall.]
You're to thank for that.
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It was the least I could do.
[ it wavers slightly. ]
I should have been there.
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[It's so easy to get stuck in the should-haves. It's so easy to find oneself at the bottom of a spiral, dragged down by the weight of perceived failure piled upon perceived failure.]
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My apologies. I . . . am still finding the right line to myself and being . . . decent.
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[Particularly not, he imagines, while so much had to be unlearned in the process. His thumb flits fretfully at Loki's cheek.]
Better today than yesterday.
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And better tomorrow, I would hope.
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You always manage to be. [Time for a light forehead kiss.] You'll manage better if you rest, I expect.
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Your presence is a balm.
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[Surely a nap would also be resting.]
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There's plenty of space.
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[It's a small thing, perhaps, to share a space like this. It feels immensely comforting all the same to be allowed to settle into place where he can feel the reality of a person someone of such particular importance, settling in with an utterly contented sigh.]
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