008. shoulder hug .......................
* THE SUN BEATS DOWN ON YOU ALL . it is too warm , too bright for his old eyes , and so he dresses for it : thin clothes and dainty shades , clutched so carefully in killing hands . all of you now , the sky is full of a song of birds , the grass waves with the wind , and how , king slayer , he takes his role very seriously .
seriously , that is , with bright apron and spatula in hand !
… this is a happy ending so few deserved , and for his jaded heart it swells : birds singing , flowers blooming , children playing as they should . fire magic toils at the pads of his clawed hands , and soon enough , food will be ready , a gifted pie wrapped in foil waiting to wash it all down .
he can not say the affection is unappreciated , let alone expected .
“ … toriel. ” her name , it slips past fangs : pleasant and warm like the summer’s day above him , taken for what it is and never for granted . you will never deserve such kindness , least of all from her . all the same , bashful smile blooms from ancient maw : a spring of adoration he will never kill in that heart of his .
enough of that now , he has burgers to cook , doesn’t he ?
soft touch / accepting .
