WHO: Ayato, Kaveh and anyone with relevant CR
WHAT: Post-Death catch all
WHEN: June 1st onwards
WHERE: Multi places
WARNINGS: CW for death & trauma

{ ooc: feel free to add top levels for certain things in here, we just thought it'd be good to keep it all in one place! }
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Which would be easier for you?
{ his voice is quiet when he asks, as though some of that guilt still hasn't gone away. }
I doubt I'll have any issues either way, not when it is you doing the carrying.
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Then... if you do not mind, I would like to carry you in my arms. So that I can see your face and remind myself that you have returned.
[ If Ayato says he doesn't have a preference, then Thoma will be honest about his own. ]
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the honesty has his own expression shifting into something that certainly seems guilty, just for a moment before it softens. }
Of course that's fine. How... would you like to go about this?
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[ He'll hand the bag he'd picked up to Ayato, and after a moment's debate, he'll lean in to kiss the other man's cheek, soft and affectionate. ]
You don't need to make that expression, my lord. I was just too anxious.
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{ he'll take the bag without question, fully intending to just hold it against himself. though he's surprised at how heavy it actually is once it's in his hands.
what on earth did thoma bring-
but then he's distracted from that with the kiss on his cheek, and reminded of the emotion that had definitely reared its ugly head moments before. }
Of course I do. I caused you pain, even if it was unintentional.
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[ He's going to reach out and scoop Ayato right into his arms in the standard princess carry, offering his lord a small smile. ]
Right now, I am full of relief and joy, seeing you again. The only pain I'm feeling is at knowing you went through so much, and there's only so much I can do for you in turn.
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Being here is more than enough, Thoma.
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[ And if he's helping Ayato in turn, it's all the better. ]
Then please keep me by your side forever.
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his heart feels like it's pounding in his ears, and he blames feeling so vulnerable already for how this seems to affect him so much.
it's so easy to just melt into the hold, and even if one hand has to hold onto the bag the other reaches up to gently caress thoma's cheek. }
Always. I wouldn't dream of otherwise.
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Thank you, Ayato. Please, rest while I take you home.
[ He'll be beelining him straight home, unless the man has any protests. ]
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slowly, his head tips to rest against thoma, eyes peering up to look at his face with the smallest, yet warmest smile on his face.
he'll have to process everything else later, but for now he'll drown himself in that feeling of safety and security that thoma's arms bring as he's carried home--and not a single protest will fall from his lips on the way. nor will any come as thoma fusses over him as he gets ready to settle. none will come when thoma's head hits the pillow and he passes out either. he can't bring himself to close his eyes yet, but he will bask in his form of sunshine for a while more as the other gets some much earned and needed rest. }