chrysanths | yves / turboheaven pc

[ yves nods... finishing up the choco... ]

Should we go get something savory for lunch?

[ and he'll smile when adolphe is back, bringing a hand up to his cheek. me like i guess he can get a little more affectionate even though he already is??? ]

There you are. Welcome back.

[ Affection week is no longer in play, so he's just like ????? at Yves. But still, he doesn't push his hand away. ]

Th...anks?

[ ??????????????????? ]

Let's go eat. Anything other than sweets.

[ away with ye ]

[ every week is affection week with yves hence why he's just going to loop his arm into adolphe's as they walk ]

I could cook something? I made this soup for Jiao that he liked...

--Let's go get something instead.

[ IMMEDIATELY. No hesitation. He doesn't seem to mind the arm looping, but like. It's. Strange? But at the same time, it's not? Hm.

Anyway, he's taking them to the nearest eatery. ]

Oh, okay.

[ just a little pouty... but he'll go along with adolphe to the eatery! spooky foods? spooky foods???? they probably look about as scary as yves' own cooking even though they probably taste way better ]

... you wanna try these?

[ Spooky food... doesn't really rouse his appetite, but you know what. Yeah. He doesn't want to linger on Yves's potential cooking time. It's fine. ]

It'll be something new.

[ He looks over at Yves. Is he feeling adventurous? ]

I do if you do! Grandpa always said to be an open-minded eater.

[ i literally pulled up these foods so they eat these

BUT FASTFORWARD LATER I GUESS, TO ADOLPHE DRAGGING YVES OUT OF THE MANSION LOBBY. he's NERVOUS ]

Something I said?

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[ He holds onto Yves's arms after straightening him up. It looks like he wants to say something, but all he can do is just stare at Yves before his gaze strays to the side.

.................... ]

Stop eating anything that you see.

[ Then he just... slowly lets him go. ]

[

:)?

holds his hand since adolphe held onto his arms? ]

I'll think about it. [ he won't ] You feeling okay?

[ binch

Adolphe looks over at Yves for a moment before his gaze shifts to the side again. ]

... I'm... not sure.

[ But he does hold onto his hand. In fact, it's a firm grip. ]

[ coin toss said that yves is also still love arrowed to adolphe while also being love arrowed to jiaoqiu but again this is

so normal for yves who loves everyone

but it does mean he'll bring their hands up to kiss the back of adolphe's easy as breathing ]

Talk it out with me?

[ Adolphe sure is flustered when he definitely wasn't before! He doesn't say anything for a moment, but then pulls Yves by the hand that he kissed the back of and... hugs him. ]

... That's not your usual.

[ HELP!!!! yves just laughs as he accepts the hug, leaning into it as pleased as can be. he snuggles in without embarrassment ]

I can say the same to you, you know?

But if you make a face like that, I might be tempted to do it more?

[ like a GREMLIN ]

[ ugHhhHHHHH yves!!!! That definitely stops Adolphe's flustered state and he grumbles. ]

You little menace...

[ affectionately ]

[ HEHE

this is still funny to him and he'll let his head rest on adolphe's shoulder as he enjoys the hug

he doesn't deny this because adolphe knows him the best of anyone, but as long as it's still affectionate... it's fine... ]

But you love me anyway, right?

Yeah.

[ He actually answers Yves without fumbling, confidently as if he's never more believed in its correctness before. ]

I do.

[ He tries so hard to get past his self-esteem, the deprecation of his existence, for the boy who has always loved everyone, even after death—the one who believed in him and loved him the most. Adolphe trusts Yves from the bottom of his heart. He bet his life on Yves's success. He means so much to him.

And he feels utterly stupid for not realizing it before. ]

I love you, Yves.

[ ADOLPHE REALLY MUSTERED UP ALL THIS ENERGY AND SINCERITY

while yves is just like :)?

even if it was never said directly in words, he's already been reminded here. he's loved, even if it's not romantically. and after everything adolphe's ever done for him, yves has never doubted that once. as sincerely as yves loves adolphe—and he has, since the day they met, through months of silence then years of friendship—of course adolphe loves him too. in every unspoken reassurance and kind act.

it doesn't occur to him that this might be the type of love he's been looking for. ]

Well... I do like hearing it. [ it makes his chest warm, lets his heart feel cradled and safe as it always has with adolphe ]

I love you too, Adolphe.

[ YVESSSSSS shakes him

Adolphe has the feeling that he's not exactly getting through to Yves here. The love between them has been strongly platonic, but they're dead right now. Whatever else that holds in the future seems moot. To throw away the things that hold Adolphe back is definitely motivated and charged by various things. ]

... I know.

[ Yet he's never really said it outright to him, until now. It's fine. It's fine! He tries not to let the guilt get to him. He's always relied on Yves to have his back and always paid back his loyalty.

Adolphe quietly breathes in while pulling away from the hug, but immediately follows it up with a hand to Yves's cheek, the opposite side from the mask because he knows Yves is sensitive about it. He mirrors Yves's earlier action and leans in to give him a kiss... on the cheek.

He tried his best, but this is as far as it got with anything physical from him. ]

[ ohhhhhh adolphe your b in chastity

yves would be so content to just stay here snuggled in this hug forever, and that'd be the case even without whatever choco he ate. he will not bother to examine this thought even after it wears off. but he will shift when adolphe does, looking at him curiously—

until his hand comes up to yves' face and his breath hitches. most people on their island are too afraid of his mask and scar and face to touch anywhere near it, and yet adolphe does it so easily. it makes his heart racket around in his ribcage in both surprise and tenderness, and he leans into the touch almost so automatically. unabashedly, like he's starved for the attention.

when the kiss comes, it startles him. his eyes widen and his gaze searches adolphe's immediately, and he almost realizes this isn't heterosexual behavior from his straightest of straight guy friends ]

... Adolphe?

[ his voice comes out quieter than he anticipated, but his fingers curl into the lapel of adolphe's jacket anyway. clingy... ]

[ Would Adolphe ever kiss anyone so casually... definitely not. When it comes to love and such, he's just as serious.

The feeling that wells up in his heart makes him feel like he's soaring in some wind tunnel of some high when he sees Yves lean into the touch. ]

... Yeah?

[ His eyes meet Yves's. Hes trying his best to do that instead of averting his eyes. All he's ever done was run away and be wishy-washy when it came to these things.

But his heart stills when Yves speaks, wondering what he'll say. Their faces are still close. ]

[ their faces are still close and they're about to be that much closer. yves leans ins—just enough to let his forehead come to rest against adolphe's. if he hasn't shied away this much, then maybe it's okay. ]

Mm... I just felt like saying you're name, I think. But if I have your attention....

Then - I really do love you. [ just to say it again, more strongly, to dote on and be affectionate without fear of rejection ]

The only times this place actually feels like Heaven are when I'm with you.

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[ His determination continues to help Adolphe stand his ground in not running away from all this from either sheer embarrassment or just not being able to handle it. But for real though, he's reaching his limit. He's still trying his best.

So when he hears of Yves's confirmation of love, it feels like it was all worth it. The last line makes him think back on their conversation about deciding to stay in heaven or get resurrected, and the choice seems even more prominent now. The choice that he's yet to make. Please, only one anti-wishy-washy thing at a time. ]

I'm glad. I'd always want to make you happy when I can.

[ His voice is quiet since their foreheads are touching, so Yves can probably hear him anyway. ]

... I worry if I'd ever be enough for you.

[ they're having two different conversations right now and it's killing me

unfortunately yves would say all this no matter what kind of love he thought adolphe was offering him. he'll just wrap his own arms around adolphe's middle, and his smile is sincere. ]

You already always make me happy. I don't know how hard you need to try...

[ though one hand comes up to cup adolphe's face, brushing his thumb against the curve of his cheekbone ]

Like I don't want you to worry about being enough. I adore you exactly as you are. You're my favorite person.

[ yves is a little bit in love with everyone, and he's already made friends here that he treasures and holds so closely for the way that they don't judge him or seem afraid. but it's still just a barely there flicker compared to his steady, unabashed care for adolphe as prominent as the sun in the sky ]

[ Romance is so hard, but the physical contact feels nice. He's not exactly touch-starved, but it's... a nice feeling. Yves caressing his face makes him want to melt into a puddle.

Yves, the sincerest person in the world. His best friend. The one by his side. The person that he absolutely trusts over everyone else in existence. Adolphe loves him. He really does. There's a small smile on his face before he leans in just a little to give him a short kiss--a peck, if you will. ]

[ oh.

it's just a peck, but a peck is enough to signal to him that this isn't a platonic little smooch from his super straight guy friend that he's very heterosexually loving with.

yves will think about what this means later, perhaps, when the chocolate works its way through his system. to get a kiss from someone he cherishes so deeply, who's seen him without his mask, who knows him from his sugar sweet surface to the greedy core beneath it. but for right now, it is that same craving for affection and attention that wins.

he pauses for a moment, hesitates, and then leans in again. his hand slips from adolphe's cheek to the curve of his jaw to draw him in again, asking for another kiss. it's not yves' first. he's tried this so many times before with people who eventually ran the other way. but he tries again right now, hoping. the kiss is soft and searching, but it lingers.

when he does pull back, he asks and finds himself only a little afraid of the answer: ] Is this okay?

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