Some days it’s just too big. His emotions are too large, the world thick with spoiled milk, and his dreams plagued by fire and iron.
He hates those days.
Those cursed days.
The ones he dreads.
But on those days, he can find a reprieve from it all. He can curl close and let his powers dance around him in purple and blue oscillations. He can be covered in sunshine and lemons and taste sweet citrus. He can press close and crave and not be denied but welcomed with open arms and humid breaths that remind him he is so very loved.
They can sit on the edges of the ocean, their legs dangling off the breakwall as large waves crash into shore, their barriers keeping them dry and warm. He can lean down, tickle sides until his partner yells in delight, darting out to sea, floating in the air with a grin on his face, blond hair wild around his ocean eyes. He can let himself get lost in the chase, yellow and purple darting through twilight skies, leaving a trail of bright flowers in their wake, electricity zapping as they climb higher and higher until the sun rays hit them once more, blond hair blooming into orange, like the center of a star - A gleaming halo.
His partner, his dear sweet Teruki, looks at him with a grin so wide his eyes are squinting. Laughing so loud and boisterous, it causes his powers to spin around them in electric waves.
The laughter is infectious, but he can’t help but sob, the joy overwhelming him. Immediately there are soft hands on his cheeks, thumbs brushing away salty liquid as a concerned face leans into his.
He shakes his head.
No no, he is so happy. So, so incredibly happy.
A smile, highlighted crimson by the setting sun, stark in contrast to the dim clouds as his love leans down, their lips meet, and the sky explodes into a nebula.
