Begging for Forgiveness (ft. Dan Heng, Phainon, Moze)
Slight angst?? Idk. You’re ignoring them.
He messed up big time with you. Now, you pull off the meanest tactic you know of to get back at him; the Silent Treatment.
He’s never the type to lean towards the initiative, thats why it surprised you when Dan Heng knocked on your door as it was getting late.
“Hey.. can we talk?” You’d hear his muffled voice ask, sounding far more subdued than usual.
He’ll admit he’s in the wrong, but he’ll hesitate trying to find the right words. He isnt used to any of this, but he realized this time it’s indeed his fault. He’s mature about it.
“I apologize, [Name]. What happened earlier I-.. I realized-” Dan Heng swallows, because he swore he’d protect you with everything he had, and here he was- “I hurt you. Im sorry.” You hear the faintest of voice cracks, the hurt in Dan Heng’s eyes was evident. He thinks he’s failed you.
His hand will twitch as if wanting to place itself onto yours- a sign of comfort, but for whom? Dan Heng is far more distraught than he lets on, and you know it.
You cant stay mad with such raw honesty in front of you- Dan Heng rarely shows this much vulnerability. You dont say anything, but you do take his hand- a silent “apology accepted”.
Dan Heng’s tense shoulders sagged almost immediately. You swear his gaze grows impossibly soft as if you were the most precious thing in the world- he tries to hide the relief, but isnt quite discreet enough. You understood how much that single action of acknowledgment meant to him.
As if to seal the pact of forgiveness, you let yourself fall asleep on his shoulder, as if to say, “See? Nothing to worry about.” He’ll tuck you into bed quietly before retiring for the night himself. He’s staying extra close tonight.
He’s terrified of the silent treatment- he knows he’s wrong and is desperately trying to make it up to you no matter what it takes.
“[Name] Im sorry.. Dawnlightt.. look at me- please?” He’ll pout, give you the puppy eyes, and try to make himself look smaller. Normally you’d cave in, but this time you just look away.
Phainon lives for physical contact, and the fact you’re depriving him of it is killing him- each time he tries to hug you or even just hold your hand, you’d move away. You’ve only ignored him for an hour and he already looks like he treaded through the river of souls and fought Strife thrice.
The man is super whiney about it too. Like all the chrysos heirs know about your squabble because Phainon doesnt bother hiding his lament. Anyone who doesnt just needs to take one glance at the actively wilting deliverer and figure out whats happening.
The other heirs dont comment on it though because they all know you two will eventually figure it out. The both of you are too weak for each other anyway.
Phainon will seek counsel from the other chrysos heirs. Namely from Mydei, Anaxa, and Aglaea but their answers are relatively the same; “Go figure it out for yourself.”
He’d do anything to make it up to you- if only you’d let him. Puppy strat does eventually work though. Perseverance is key because with enough pestering, your anger is quelled- enough for you two to have a heart to heart at least.
The truth is, you cant stay mad at Phainon, and he knows it (more or less, he still panics when you get mad at him regardless). You’ll eventually have to make up for all the hugs and kisses you didnt give him earlier.
Expect Phainon to be extra clingy towards you for the rest of the day because he needs to reassure himself that he wont lose you in any way.
He cant bring himself to look at you, but he really is sorry. He’s never been much of a speaker, and “sorry” is one of the hardest things to say. Moze isnt even sure if you wanted to see him, you looked.. really, really mad.
So instead, you find your favorite dinner on the table- seemingly just made- as you stepped outside your room to grab a bite. Even the cutlery had been set on the table neatly.
The entire room had been cleaned as well, not a speck of dust. If you head into the kitchen, those dishes that you had been holding off on? Done for you.
Laundry was folded and organized in the way you liked it to be. Also, if you were feeling cold, there’d always be a blanket nearby and the room’s temperature would mysteriously be turned up.
As you enter your bedroom again, the bedsheet and pillows were all neatly arranged. It certainly was not like that when you first left the room.
Every shadow of the house carried a tinge of silent melancholy and longing. It might’ve freaked some people out, but you simply called out to him, “Moze, you know you can come out, right?”
He’s right by your side in an instant. You can hear the unspoken apology lingering in the air, but you know it’s difficult for him to deal with this kind of thing. You pat the empty spot beside you on the bedside.
You let him rest his head on your lap. Moze isnt too big on physical contact, but he needed this. You’d gently place a hand on his head, assuring him you weren’t mad anymore.
And when you fall asleep? Moze would carefully brush a stray strand of hair away from your face, and say to your sleeping figure, “I’ll do better next time.”
It was the best form of apology he could think of, but it was also a promise. Just like how he had promised to keep you away from harm, forever and always.
Originally i was gonna write for Sunday instead of Phainon, but then I realized i had no idea how to write Sunday.. so i replaced him with our stupid deliverer 💔
this one is pretty old- planarcadia distracted me from writing BUT im picking requests back up!!