Hearts and Stars~

when an old meme is revived through a new one

He breaks the kiss, smiling brightly. His stupid, silly heart warms at the sight of Eros. He was truly worried that Eros wouldn’t come back at all.

His heart skips a beat at the sight of Muse's genuine smile, something many doubted even existed. Eros leans forward and kissed Muse's forehead softly, passionate mood muted for a moment to give room to something much gentler.

i went to look up coup de foudre (“love at first sight”) but i fucked up

Muse watches Eros put the cat out, a smug expression on his face. He childishly sticks his tongue out as Eros leaves the room. He then remembers that Amelie was an indoor cat and someone would have to comb the junk out of her fur when she comes back in.

Eros chuckles into the kiss, glad to see he can still manage to illicit such eager reactions from his husband even after so many years of courting. Maybe it had been all those on-and-off times that had kept it all so interesting...

     “Yeah,” Light says with a smile, squinting in the sunlight, “it was time.”  Light suddenly remembered everything Eros and Muse had just been through, his smile disappearing almost instantly.  He felt a little awkward, but managed to offer some kind of condolence.

"Thank you," he replies a bit took quickly, "It's.... it's been hard but there really wasn't anything anyone could've done to stop whatever scum ratted us out.." He sighs, trying not to fall into the habits he's picked up over the past few weeks: Accept the condolences, vaguely explain, move to another topic. This was Light after all, probably one of the few beings Eros was certain to be genuine when expressing concern. 

     Light made his way down the familiar streets of Westlore, taking in the sights with fondness.  It felt so good to finally be home, and having Alma with him, just being able to go home, to their home, made it so much better.  Preschool was almost done for the summer, so Light didn’t bother going back, instead settling for running a few dance classes in the evenings.  That would be enough for the two of them for now.

He turns towards the familiar voice calling his name. Light had always been fun to be around, and not just because Eros could tease him about how adorable he was with Alma. He waves back and walks over to the other immortal, glad he found someone he knew amongst the crowd.

Muse hums softly. “Did I?” he murmurs. His arms tighten around Eros’ waist.  A hand untucks Eros’ button-up shirt and settles on his waist.

Eros chuckles as he feels Amelie tugs at his leg. "Looks like someone's getting jealous," he says, leaning down to pet his cat. Amelie seems pretty restless and considering where this was going, Muse might not want her around. Picking the cat up gently, Eros gives Muse an apologetic look before heading towards the kitchen. He takes Amelie to the glass sliding door leading to their backyard; She probably wouldn't be too mad about being set outside to chase squirrels. "Sweetie, Musey and I are going to come get you in a bit, alright?" he coos the cat, who just keeps looking at him with what could be described as a cat-version of a 'knowing look'. He gives her a wink and sets her down outside before returning to the living room.

He sighs happily, their close proximity almost instantly soothing his mood. Even for Eros, this had to be a record; although he once was the 'representation' of Love, he would never have thought that he would still be this fluttery after so many years of knowing Muse quite intimately. 

Muse raises an eyebrow and looks down at himself. “I’ve been this tall since I was fifteen.” he answers. “Haven’t grown an inch since. At least, I hope.” he turns and walks into the kitchen.

He shrugs, gladly siiting up to take the warm mug. "Maybe... I'm probably just delirious.." he says before taking a sip of his drink. "Thanks, I really needed that" he sighs, already relaxing a little.

He turns his head to the side just enough to answer Muse. "Horrid." he groans out, "There are only so many Plastic-filled women feigning bipolar disorders.... and their extremely macho and obnoxious". He pushes himself up on his elbows to get a better look at his lover.

Amelie jumps onto Eros’ back and curls up, purring loudly. Since Eros came home, Amelie’s attention shifted from Muse to Eros which he was glad for. Muse had been dangerously close some days to strangling the damn cat.