#letagin

Searching had hurt him, as he was trying for so long to find the other, his heart aching as he just had others telling him that Aaron wouldn’t have just left, that he has to keep trying. The younger dragon had barely managed to break in, but he still doesn’t know how he could ever get his soulmate out at this point.

The cage makes his heart sink, noticing it just to have Umbra shouting out that, that’s where his husband is. That’s where he needs to go, everything is telling him he has to, the dragon running to soulmate’s cage. It hurts more than anything else to see Aaron how he does, calling for his soulmate just to be greeted with silence at first.

“Aaron.” The first time he says the other’s name is greeted with that laugh and deep down, it hurts him more than anything, it pained him deep down. Something about the laughter shocks him, making him sit down and trying not to overreact to it all. Perhaps just the feeling that his husband thinks this isn’t real, that he hasn’t found him.

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It was blatantly easy to tell when Aaron was going through some darker thoughts. The whole mood seemed to shift as he got lost in those thoughts. It felt like the very least that Zora could do was check in with the guy. It didn’t seem right to not offer the opportunity to talk about it, even if he didn’t care to take up the option. 

It takes a few moments to respond while Zora is glancing at him with a look of mild concern. Hearing him speak doesn’t really seem to reassure her much but she gets what he means. “Yeah, I guess this time of year can be rough on a lot of people. So I can’t blame you for having a lot on your mind. If you ever care to talk about it, I’m open to hearing it.”

   ❝    honestly  ,  nothing  much.    been  keepin’  my  head  down  ,  runnin’  my  tattoo  studio    &    bein’  a  dad  ,  so  ,  the  usual.    ❞    shoulders  had  shrugged  as  a  half-smile  toyed  on  his  lips  ,  a  hand  raised  for  slender  fingers  to  scratch  at  the  scruffy  mess  upon  his  jawline.    ❝    what  about  you  ,  kiddo    ?    what’s  been  goin’  on  in  your  mad  life    ?    ❞

well now, wasn’t that just the life to have ?  it was impossible for dean to stop the small upward turns of the corner of his mouth. there was some jealousy–– he’d never admit to it, but there’s was still that constant yearning to have such a simple day to day life sometimes. “ nothing quite as nice as what you’ve got going on there. gotta ask, since you brought it up, ” dean being, quickly looking for a way to turn the conversation away from his personal life. “ when you gonna be drawing on me? c’mon, i’m not that bad to look at shirtless. ”

     it didn’t last long. her head was light; she wasn’t sure if that was owed to the kiss or the alcohol. her cheeks were red, her lips parted just slightly as she processed everything. in all honesty, it was probably best he hadn’t asked -- she’d have said no. she didn’t let people in like this. she didn’t get close to anyone if she could help it, mostly because she didn’t know how. but she would have regretted saying no. 

     ❝  --- something tells me you weren’t thinking.  ❞   but even as she spoke, she shifted herself closer to him and leaned back in to kiss him again.