You love me. [ Holding Mika feels like a reward he doesn’t deserve, and if Mika reads any hesitation in his expression, it’s not that he doesn’t want to - he always wants to. And he will never say no when asked to.
(But… Ginger wants some kind of punishment, wants to punish himself until he does better. Until he has earned forgiveness and love though he knows - he himself has said - those things are given.)
He gets a kiss and a request - here’s Mika soft heart, setting out cushions where Ginger should bruise, and the colors would be a reminder. Black and blue for the night sky; red for the blood spilt, the anger. Good enough reason to make Mika upset? No, never.
He reaches out and holds him, pulling him in close - then lifting them both up, Mika higher until his feet are off the ground completely. They had been level, that low, but - it’s better like this. They had once talked about putting the two of them together, next to each other, instead of putting one over the other.
It’s hard fighting instinct.
Ginger should be low on the ground, but he doesn’t want Mika to dirty himself. Mika’s love rings clean and pure - above. So he puts them both there instead. Puts himself next to Mika.
(Mika forgives him, but Ginger needs a while more to forgive himself. Still, they should be together.) ]
Pick a seat?
[ Or Ginger can just hold him like this for the rest of the meeting. ]
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(But… Ginger wants some kind of punishment, wants to punish himself until he does better. Until he has earned forgiveness and love though he knows - he himself has said - those things are given.)
He gets a kiss and a request - here’s Mika soft heart, setting out cushions where Ginger should bruise, and the colors would be a reminder. Black and blue for the night sky; red for the blood spilt, the anger. Good enough reason to make Mika upset? No, never.
He reaches out and holds him, pulling him in close - then lifting them both up, Mika higher until his feet are off the ground completely. They had been level, that low, but - it’s better like this. They had once talked about putting the two of them together, next to each other, instead of putting one over the other.
It’s hard fighting instinct.
Ginger should be low on the ground, but he doesn’t want Mika to dirty himself. Mika’s love rings clean and pure - above. So he puts them both there instead. Puts himself next to Mika.
(Mika forgives him, but Ginger needs a while more to forgive himself. Still, they should be together.) ]
Pick a seat?
[ Or Ginger can just hold him like this for the rest of the meeting. ]