◟ ⋆ › @florwrite — hiroto.
THE WORLD AROUND HIM COULD’VE COME TO A completely standstill, the way the clockwork heart in his chest ticked the hasty seconds away the very instant he laid eyes on him. Not as a mere rabbit desperately traversing the winding roads of the Jabberwocky’s nightmares in hopes of saving the wayward soul trapped in the darkness, but as someone who has spent thousands of years waiting to stand in this very spot, for this very moment in time. The WHITE RABBIT has always prided himself on his elegance and composure, his punctuality and structure —— but the way his countenance drops and he forgets everything he’d ever known upon taking one step forward would make it seem it was never so.
“You found me,” he breathes, as if he’d meant not to say so aloud. His voice is filled with wonder and adoration both, his gaze resting upon what SHOULD BE a complete stranger as if that very stranger were his entire world. “Falling down the rabbit hole together did little to keep us together in the end, but you found me. Through all the paths in the marshes...” Without realizing it, he’d closed most of the distance between them. He now finds himself face to face with this outsider, with Alice, and contrary to how he feels so stuck in that moment, time around them quickens to match the pace of his ‘heart’. His beloved Alice. His smile falters, his throat choking up as he fights back the threat of tears in his eyes.
“It’s me. The rabbit from before. From your dreams.” Perhaps the elaboration is silly, but... “I’ve missed you.”
