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                “ WE CANNOT HOPE TO MAKE   this better if neither of us talk . ”       none of this behavior is warranted nor is it anything that he has  SEEN  before .  odd enough to go from one mood to the next and faster than usual .  fidgeting within his seat as if they were moving   TOO SLOW   for the young king’s taste .   always too slow .  from the moment  galdin  had become a figment and  lestallum  their new reality .   it seemed to do  nothing  for noct’s mood .

which brings them here  :   an impasse until one fell .   years may stand between yet for the first time ,  he wonders if they entirely mean a thing .  they stand on thin ice ,  the both of them .   this much he is certain of ,  as the rest weighs heavy .   there is no telling where this may go . 

                     “ if you have a problem with our venture ,  it would be  wise  to say so . ”  

                                 ❛ troubled every time i return. ❜                       myntolai’s voice is calm,  a consistent in an otherwise constant world.  he has a hand tucked into the pockets of his hoodie —  soft,  comfortable,  white and blue in colour —  because every step feels as though it’s another journey.                                  ❛ a possible solution.  time away.  a break.  or. ❜

gently tucks his face in the crux of shoulder and throat, inhaling deep. it’s been naught but a few hours, as school was a must, yet felt like ages longer. he may be too dependent upon the elder, yes, but being apart has always caused anxiety to escalate. ❛❛ hi. hey. ❜❜

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                FOOTSTEPS  ARE  EASY  TO  TELL  .      but then again ,  they’ve never been particularly  DIFFICULT  to pick out from the rest .  the weight pressed into his good knee give rise to the slightest difference .   a  heavier fall  that serves as cue in moments as this .   for only noct would be the one to do this    — -    hold nothing less than  familiarity  and a crushing sense of  belonging  within a single motion .   there’s a smile .  a hand that rises to rest against the back of  royalty’s  own .