... well, it's for my grandpa more than anything else. Though I have come to love them on my own.
[ he'll part from adolphe just briefly, going to gently pick one of the white lycoris without fear of death! whoa! and then he'll got to playfully tuck it behind adolphe's ear ]
I'm happy you're the one I trusted with my secret.
[ His reaction is a little different than the time when Yves tried to do that on his void self for many reasons, but the meaning and not the act itself means a lot more to Adolphe. ]
[ Adolphe thinking like "there's a reason why Yves was at an orphanage" as he sighs. He's still high on his love for Yves, but he can still think straight. Kinda. ]
Yves...
[ He starts, trying to get his words together and looking down at the hand that he's trying to hold with both of his own. ]
[ adolphe can have his hand—adolphe can usually have whatever he wants from yves. ]
... I think I'd be happy to have a love like family. Monsieur Lucas feels like that, sometimes. Hugo...
[ (pixi voice) hugo you are so disrespected ]
But I want to be truly loved, too. [ romantically, entirely, with that soul-crushing kind of love. even after he saw what it did to scien. though yves is still careful, thinking about what influence adolphe is probably under. his free hand comes up to cup his cheek ] ... you don't need to tell me right now, if you don't want to.
I've been okay waiting this long.
[ except he really hasn't but he'll say it for adolphe's sake ]
yves is quick to slide his arms around adolphe's neck again, pulling him closer and pressing a sweet kiss to his cheek in reassurance. this is the worst tightrope walk he's ever attempted!! how do you keep your bestie with a soft heart from feeling rejected when you'd never reject him but you know he's not in the right frame of mind!!! ]
You did. I know you do. I love you, too. [ even if he doesn't specify what type of love, he knows without a shadow of a doubt he loves adolphe ]
... but I still don't want you to feel obligated, I guess. Even if sometimes I get greedy for your attention.
I don't love you because of obligation, Yves. Why would I...
[ He still doesn't understand. Poor Yves. ]
And it's what that makes you, you. I love how sincere you are. You love so many despite what happened to you and keep trying, no matter what. But now, I don't want you to do that anymore. You seek to understand people first. You can do all sorts of things that I can't, and I really respect you for that because I know how hard it is for me. You're the person that I trusted the most, and I still do.
You really just... won me over so much. You deserve love as much as anyone else does, and I'll give it to you—because I want to. Because I love you.
he wants this to be true. he doesn't deny what's in adolphe's heart. there are probably glimmer of truth to this, and that's already something yves holds onto so tightly. to be seen in his entirety, all his chaos and his selfishness, and still adored despite it. he's truly so lucky to have adolphe in his life.
but to be loved.
how can his heart feel like it's rioting in his ribcage and breaking at the same time?
he'll shift, rising up to his tiptoes and trying to pull adolphe down a bit more just so yves can kiss his forehead. ]
... then I'll happily take anything you want to give me.
[ even if it becomes less very suddenly in a short amount of time ]
As long as you know that I feel the same about you. You don't need to be a busybody like me, Adolphe. You're true to who you are, and thoughtful and caring to the people you love most. You're considerate and kind without expecting anything in return.
[ Adolphe feels similarly--his heart beats for the man in front of him, and yet he feels... terribly sad for some reason. He should be happy from those words. Why isn't he happy? ]
I'm... I'm not.
[ He shakily breathes out as his gaze drops to the ground. He appreciates the forehead kiss and he feels warm from it, but it doesn't beat the desolate cold that he feels upon realizing that he's never really told Yves the truth. He died with this secret, so... what now? Does it matter? To tell someone about something that he's never told anyone else before while he was alive? They're all dead. They died. Does it really matter?
Maybe it would have, a little if he wasn't so deep in this love, but he is. His emotions are high even though it feels as if he's plunging down again. Down, down... Nothing comes out for a long time. Things wait to bubble up and up and up-- ]
I always lied to everyone, to protect myself. I...
I'm not twenty-one, Yves. I haven't been, for four years.
yves just came from a timeline where scien literally fucking busted the island open in hopes of resurrecting his love, and he's pretty sure he would've been simiarly batshit insane if he knew that adolphe could live longer than the curse.
so his hands slide to cup adolphe's face, and his thumbs brush against the arch of his cheekbones so lovingly
he's shocked, yes, but his voice is still soft: ]
... sometimes you need to lie to avoid pain. I'm happy you trust me with your honesty, and I'm not mad.
[ leaning in so they're forehead to forehead again, just so adolphe can't turn away from him ]
[ Emotions run high with Yves's response. Shock is inevitable, but the way Yves responds to Adolphe's confession makes it feel like a heavy burden is off his shoulders. It feels freeing. It feels liberating.
Most of all, it feels validating. That's why Adolphe wants to cry, but he doesn't want to. He still holds pride over something so stupid, but the urge is so strong. It was scary. Lonely too. The forehead to forehead gesture calms him down a little. ]
I'm sorry... and thank you. This is why I love you so much.
[ the greediest and most twisted part of yves's heart whispers please keep loving me. he pushes it away ]
I forgive you. [ he says immediately ] If you're worried about that at all, I forgive you.
[ because he really doesn't think it's anything to be that upset over. even if adolphe could've helped provide some answer to the curse, it would've been painful. he could've been so deeply harmed, and yves would never begrudge him for hiding away against all that.
and it must've meant - that if adolphe lived then.... he would've had to live that long, lonely life while all his friends died or became hard to recognize as relivers. what a terrifying though. ]
[ Adolphe pulls Yves in close to hug him tightly. He's occasionally returned hugs for Yves, but this might be the first time when he's ever hugged him with so much strength into it, but not enough to hurt. He buries his face into Yves's shoulder too, trembling a little. ]
yves will accept this easily, hugging adolphe in return. closely, like this is what little he can do to try to protect him too. he turns his head enough to press a kiss to his hair, before one of his hands comes up to lightly comb through it. ]
[ Congratulations to Yves for getting to be relied on in a very meaningful way in a moment of incredible vulnerability! Adolphe gradually relaxes even though it takes him some time to do so. The high of love fades, but the emotions remain. ]
[ it's hard for him to feel happy about it, but adolphe truly deserves all his support all the time. he's done so much for yves, and this feels like just a fraction of repayment... but he'll do his best. he will just continue to hold him, making a softly inquiring noise ]
[ Adolphe leans into Yves and closes his eyes. He gives a small squeeze in return too, but he's just emotionally exhausted right now. He eventually nuzzles into Yves's neck and sighs. Perhaps he's not thinking straight, but he sure will think about this for a long, long time. He can't even feel embarrassed about the love potion effect either, because.
Well.
He finally got to say things that he wouldn't in normal circumstances.
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[ He says, his voice quieter than usual. Adolphe looks at the white and pink lycoris flowers in bloom with a complicated expression on his face. ]
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[ he'll part from adolphe just briefly, going to gently pick one of the white lycoris without fear of death! whoa! and then he'll got to playfully tuck it behind adolphe's ear ]
I'm happy you're the one I trusted with my secret.
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You really loved your grandfather so much.
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... well, my grandfather is the last person I remember loving me.
But we spent a lot of time together, even before that.
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Yves...
[ He starts, trying to get his words together and looking down at the hand that he's trying to hold with both of his own. ]
... Is that the kind of love that you want?
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... I think I'd be happy to have a love like family. Monsieur Lucas feels like that, sometimes. Hugo...
[ (pixi voice) hugo you are so disrespected ]
But I want to be truly loved, too. [ romantically, entirely, with that soul-crushing kind of love. even after he saw what it did to scien. though yves is still careful, thinking about what influence adolphe is probably under. his free hand comes up to cup his cheek ] ... you don't need to tell me right now, if you don't want to.
I've been okay waiting this long.
[ except he really hasn't but he'll say it for adolphe's sake ]
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He quietly breathes out when he feels Yves's hand on his face. There's a moment of confusion that passes by. ]
Tell you that I love you? Didn't I tell you already...
[ His voice trails off. His thoughts go at the speed of sound through his head, and eventually his expression falls. Just a little.
It's not rejection, but Adolphe isn't sure what Yves means by this. ]
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yves is quick to slide his arms around adolphe's neck again, pulling him closer and pressing a sweet kiss to his cheek in reassurance. this is the worst tightrope walk he's ever attempted!! how do you keep your bestie with a soft heart from feeling rejected when you'd never reject him but you know he's not in the right frame of mind!!! ]
You did. I know you do. I love you, too. [ even if he doesn't specify what type of love, he knows without a shadow of a doubt he loves adolphe ]
... but I still don't want you to feel obligated, I guess. Even if sometimes I get greedy for your attention.
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[ He still doesn't understand. Poor Yves. ]
And it's what that makes you, you. I love how sincere you are. You love so many despite what happened to you and keep trying, no matter what. But now, I don't want you to do that anymore. You seek to understand people first. You can do all sorts of things that I can't, and I really respect you for that because I know how hard it is for me. You're the person that I trusted the most, and I still do.
You really just... won me over so much. You deserve love as much as anyone else does, and I'll give it to you—because I want to. Because I love you.
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he wants this to be true. he doesn't deny what's in adolphe's heart. there are probably glimmer of truth to this, and that's already something yves holds onto so tightly. to be seen in his entirety, all his chaos and his selfishness, and still adored despite it. he's truly so lucky to have adolphe in his life.
but to be loved.
how can his heart feel like it's rioting in his ribcage and breaking at the same time?
he'll shift, rising up to his tiptoes and trying to pull adolphe down a bit more just so yves can kiss his forehead. ]
... then I'll happily take anything you want to give me.
[ even if it becomes less very suddenly in a short amount of time ]
As long as you know that I feel the same about you. You don't need to be a busybody like me, Adolphe. You're true to who you are, and thoughtful and caring to the people you love most. You're considerate and kind without expecting anything in return.
You're different from me, and you're wonderful.
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I'm... I'm not.
[ He shakily breathes out as his gaze drops to the ground. He appreciates the forehead kiss and he feels warm from it, but it doesn't beat the desolate cold that he feels upon realizing that he's never really told Yves the truth. He died with this secret, so... what now? Does it matter? To tell someone about something that he's never told anyone else before while he was alive? They're all dead. They died. Does it really matter?
Maybe it would have, a little if he wasn't so deep in this love, but he is. His emotions are high even though it feels as if he's plunging down again. Down, down... Nothing comes out for a long time. Things wait to bubble up and up and up-- ]
I always lied to everyone, to protect myself. I...
I'm not twenty-one, Yves. I haven't been, for four years.
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yves just came from a timeline where scien literally fucking busted the island open in hopes of resurrecting his love, and he's pretty sure he would've been simiarly batshit insane if he knew that adolphe could live longer than the curse.
so his hands slide to cup adolphe's face, and his thumbs brush against the arch of his cheekbones so lovingly
he's shocked, yes, but his voice is still soft: ]
... sometimes you need to lie to avoid pain. I'm happy you trust me with your honesty, and I'm not mad.
[ leaning in so they're forehead to forehead again, just so adolphe can't turn away from him ]
It must've been scary. And lonely.
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Most of all, it feels validating. That's why Adolphe wants to cry, but he doesn't want to. He still holds pride over something so stupid, but the urge is so strong. It was scary. Lonely too. The forehead to forehead gesture calms him down a little. ]
I'm sorry... and thank you. This is why I love you so much.
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I forgive you. [ he says immediately ] If you're worried about that at all, I forgive you.
[ because he really doesn't think it's anything to be that upset over. even if adolphe could've helped provide some answer to the curse, it would've been painful. he could've been so deeply harmed, and yves would never begrudge him for hiding away against all that.
and it must've meant - that if adolphe lived then.... he would've had to live that long, lonely life while all his friends died or became hard to recognize as relivers. what a terrifying though. ]
I love you too, Adolphe. That will never change.
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yves will accept this easily, hugging adolphe in return. closely, like this is what little he can do to try to protect him too. he turns his head enough to press a kiss to his hair, before one of his hands comes up to lightly comb through it. ]
It's okay... It's okay... I've got you now.
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... Hey, Yves?
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Adolphe?
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... Thanks.
[ A simple thanks, but it's in gratitude for all the times when Yves helped him out with anything at all. He's incredibly thankful. ]
You're always someone I can count on.
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but yves will just smile, giving adolphe a little squeeze full of affection ]
I'd do anything for you, whether you ask out loud or not.
So... you're welcome. I'm happy to be here for you.
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Well.
He finally got to say things that he wouldn't in normal circumstances.
And that's fine. ]