Yuki
I grinned at the statement Brokentear had made and stood up, pulling a fake affronted look and giving him a huge dose of it. "Of coarse I won. Silly man, you didn't stand a chance against me." I sniffed, trying to sound high and mighty. I managed for all of five seconds before revolving into giggles when he gave a me a mock look of despair. I found I giggle around him more often, which I wouldn't mind if it didn't remind me of this form that I wore and hated.
"Well, maybe you stood some little sort of chance," I pretended to concede, grinning at how he pretended to be revived by those words, a smirk settling onto his lips. Ah, now there's a dangerous look, that smirk just made him more yummy looking. Some of his other words sunk into my head and I pushed down the automatic urge to go beat red on favor of giving him a smirk of my own.
"Who said anything about actually liking your smile? I just said you should smile more often is all, could use it to your advantage sometime." I teased, covering for the fact that I did, in fact, like his smile very much, and almost wished I could be the only one to see it. I knew I wasn't though, knew there must have been others who had had the pleasure of seeing his smile. Like his wife and his daughter.
Leaning against the wall, I contemplated that thought in more detail, remembering that they were still technically here. I hadn't said anything, but Brokentear hadn't been the only presence in his head, there had been others there as well. That gave me a whole bucket of ideas and explanations, but I simply mentally shrugged them off and smiled, saving crazy schemes for when I wasn't teasing a man twice this body's physical age and only a couple years older than my original self.
Setsuna
I groaned at Forevers last statement and nuzzled his shoulder, drumming my fingers along his ribs and chuckling amusedly, because I had had the exact same sentiment. "Don't tempt me, dear Forever. I would be more than happy to hold you captive here, though it would be for much longer than a moment. I warned you earlier that I'm of the possessive type, statements like that dont help matters."
I tightened the hold I had around him and delighted in the squeak and blush I got in return. The best part of all of this is that I was dead serious. If he really wanted to stay in his room forever with me, I would hold him captive till the end of his days. Granted, maybe we wouldn't always be so nice to eachother, and there was still the threat that I could become comatose, but it would be worth it, all of it, just so I could have him to myself.
I chuckled with mirth and sighed, feeling more awake and happy the longer I was around him. I looked over his shoulder at the still kind of dark sky and almost wished morning wouldn't come, because we'd have to get up then, I was sure, if only to feed my grumbling belly. But, like Forever, I dint want to move from here. It was almost like we had created our pen small paradise here, among the covers and sheets of his comfy and inviting bed.
I grumbled at the thought of morning and my impatient belly and curled more into Forever, head on his shoulder and legs close to entwining with his. "Unless you have something you need to do, I really don't feel like leaving," I whined softly, placing another kiss on his shoulder in the mean time. He tasted good.
