[ Ginger takes his hand, a slow caress of skin. It’s a deliberate touch. He normally doesn’t make such a show (taking seconds to slide his fingers through Mika’s) when they hold hands, but his fingers clench briefly for attention. Then he brings their hands to… their heart beating in Ginger’s chest, so Mika feels what he’s already heard, where the rhythm is fast and nervous - but steady.
It’s not that Ginger is suddenly a less anxious person. It’s that he has Mika. ]
I’m glad we’re here together, Mika. [ Murmured in low, tender tone. ] We can do anything together.
[ Without Mika, he’d be petrified, fear dogging his steps and anxiety spiking his blood like a drug. He’s scared now, but it’s so much more manageable when love is around.
And Ginger will do anything to keep them together. ]
Tell All One’s Heart.
[ Whatever barricades Mika constructs with Ginger’s red-hued magic to help, a mirrored barrier will form behind each one. Always a pair, never alone. ]
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It’s not that Ginger is suddenly a less anxious person. It’s that he has Mika. ]
I’m glad we’re here together, Mika. [ Murmured in low, tender tone. ] We can do anything together.
[ Without Mika, he’d be petrified, fear dogging his steps and anxiety spiking his blood like a drug. He’s scared now, but it’s so much more manageable when love is around.
And Ginger will do anything to keep them together. ]
Tell All One’s Heart.
[ Whatever barricades Mika constructs with Ginger’s red-hued magic to help, a mirrored barrier will form behind each one. Always a pair, never alone. ]