Love yourself [at least as much as I do]
I've just posted the full work of the small snippet I shared latest WIP Wednesday! Is a short ficlet, but still...
Lucanis has a lot of self-doubts, more than usual, and moreover now that the gods are gone. Time for a serious conversation
Velasco looked from one to the other, frowning in puzzlement, but clearly delighted by the welcome. For his part, he leaned in to kiss Alecto first, and then Lucanis. “I hope I’m not interrupting anything.”
The unspoken question was quite clear. Alecto smiled and sat down on the bed, covering herself partly with the shirt Lucanis had left there. “Yes, but nothing good, at least not at the moment. Lucanis was criticising our taste in choosing partners; apparently, he doesn’t consider himself up to the standard of the Maker knows what.”
The man in question blushed to the tips of his ears and let out an uncomfortable grunt. “I’m not saying that.” He lowered his gaze slightly, sulking. “I just mean… I think that… Ugh, damn woman, always twisting my words.”
Alecto’s soft laughter made him blush even more.
“The same doubts again?” She nodded, pressing her lips together. As their problems had become more mundane, Lucanis’s worries about anything that didn’t concern his own survival had multiplied, even more so with the wedding so close. “Luca.” Cuervo remained patient, but his lover’s habit of belittling himself was beginning to exasperate him a little. “We’ve discussed this a thousand times.”
“And you’re still wrong!” The sharpness of her voice startled everyone present, including Spite. “Why won’t you see it? Why won’t you realise?”
“Because maybe you’re the one who’s blind!” The way he turned away from him made Cuervo feel particularly hurt. “Or maybe that’s not it. Maybe you’re looking for an excuse to sabotage your own happiness, to back out!”
As always, Vel is @adhd-riddled-crow OC
