[closed] we shape our buildings; thereafter, they shape us

[ignoreher]

WHO: Malkuth & Others
WHAT: Various threads for April (hmu for starters if needed!!!)
WHERE: Pretty much anywhere
WHEN: Anytime during April
WARNINGS: probable violence, drinking, cannibalism, sex, spoilers for Lobotomy Corporation & Library of Ruina will be marked as needed

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[seafloor]

...I know. I'm sorry.

[ Whispered in turn. He smiles, but his heart wrenches and wrings the same way hers does—and not just because he feels what she feels. His next move might be a little too risky to try on the dance floor, so first he picks up one of her hands. A bit of soft guiding brings Malkuth's palm to splay over her heart before he lays his hand over hers again.

Those rough fingertips of his just barely graze over the skin her dress exposes. He seeks her gaze and holds it. ]

Maybe that desperate hug wasn't enough. Or maybe it was the catalyst.

I'll make sure that in no uncertain terms, you'll know just how special you are. You deserve that. You're...

[ 'You're the most important person I have here in his godawful world.' ]

...You're too cute, even when you look like you're about to cry.

[ Yeah, even her inebriated state isn't enough assurance for him to say that. A meaninglessly mean jerk glint illuminates his golds. ]

Okay. No more unfair confessions. I don't want to make you any sadder. Dance with me, and let's forget together.

[ignoreher]

[ her hand resists, just a moment, petulant as she is at his unfairness-- but it presses to his heart, goosebumps raising slightly when his fingers brush the her soft skin. malkuth's breathing stills, as if trying to keep it from catching with every inhale, and she sniffles despite her efforts.

it isn't like then. but she's still reminded of it anyway, even if his gaze won't leave her like that one always did. it's the same sort of gentle heartache that chews at her cheery mood. elijah always smiled anyway. malkuth tries to, too. ]

... Fine. But you owe me one. Jerk.

[ owe her something or other. unlike the waltz, she steps closer to wrap her arms around him and plop her head against his chest instead, not wanting to see her past in her present. not much of a dance position, but it's one she adopts anyway. ]

[seafloor]

...Now who's grinning and bearing it all? [ Called out. Her awareness of his empathy is going to make their conversations more interesting...

Kaito adjusts so he can more or less do the lion's share of maneuvering them around the dance floor while she fwumps against his chest. One hand resumes its post at her back, but the other finds its way to her head, brushing and combing gently at the loosened strands while trying not to unravel that braid bun he'd worked so hard to create. ]

I don't forget my debts. But you'll have to forgive me if I eventually start spoiling the heck out of you without explaining why. Heheh.

[ignoreher]

[ yeah. interesting is a way to put it.

at least it's comforting having her hair played with. she liked the way march's hands felt too that first night, and the struggle between them for today... it eases her little by little, though she won't be rid entirely of it until she sleeps off the alcohol.

a sigh. ]

I usually do. [ just so he knows. ] And I'll try. But no promises on the forgiving thing.

[ she might be too baffled to understand why, after all. or she'll remember the way someone does parts of a dream, hazy yet clear. who knows what'll happen then. ]

[seafloor]

Yeah. Pot, kettle, all that. [ He rubs her scalp, then pats her back. ]

Forgiving is optional. I just want to keep making you smile.

—For better reasons than this current beam. [ Chuckling. Hand lifts from her back to poke her cheek. ]

[ignoreher]

You always find a way.

[ so no worries there, mumbled with a real smile but sincere nonetheless. she'd meant it when she said that he always makes her smile during their hanami picnic. kaito won't ever fail in that regard, and malkuth sighs as she relaxes more against him. ]

I don't think I can hold onto you for the way back, by the way. [ like she really expected she'd be able to........ ] If you let me fall face first off your bike, I'll let Snow White's Apple consume you.

[ no hesitation... she'll let that thing drain his nutrients as much as it pleased, since it hates being left out of happy endings. ]

[seafloor]

And you always make it worth the effort.

[ His hand shifts, cradling the brunette's head while keeping her nice and close. Just another moment he wants to stretch out to infinity. ]

As funny as you're making the idea sound, there's no way in hell I'm gonna let that happen. Don't worry—we're getting you home safe and sound.

[ Please. Please do not let the apple succ. ]