lunaecalamitas | this day should be for me

I thought you were going to tell me that you're an expert at keeping me in bed now.

[ wink. his expressions softens after, though. ]

I do, but I needed to hear it. [ dumb things that he can admit now that he didn't even understand before. ]

Not that I'd do that anymore, now that I have you.

[ A flush bursts across Tatara's face as his grin widens, and he chuckles a little louder. Mostly because it's true. In many senses.

He'll nod, because his trust and attachment to Aguero is so encompassing that he doesn't even consider the thought of him leaving on purpose. He'll say it as many times as he needs to, because quite frankly, he's obsessed.

He reaches to grasp Aguero's hand, not in a romantic gesture, but in a reassuring one. Still affectionate, though. He's just conscious of where they are. ]

If you plan on leaving, you'll tell me, right? I'll go with you.

Yeah, I will. You're part of me now. [ that's how he rationalizes to himself how he feels, because any other explanation doesn't quite fit the level of attachment or need he has for tatara, contrary to the rest of him. he'll have to figure out how to appease the part of him that worries, because there will definitely be times where it would make more sense to leave tatara in a safe space while he goes off to be up to No Good, but that's frankly not an option anymore. ]

[ speaking of safe spaces, that sure is the sound of a missile hitting the manor. it's not close enough to them to cause any damage, but right, they're kind of in the middle of something. (see this is why he's no good at waiting because he will always fill his time with something and that something is just a someone nowadays.)

aguero sighs, almost annoyed. the squeeze of their hands is gentle in contrast even if it's just a placeholder for what he really wants to do in the moment. ]

They need help, so let's go. That hit Akira's room but the barrier held.

[ The deep impact and rumble of the missile causes Tatara to visibly jump in surprise, and instinctively lean into Aguero for protection. As bold and reckless he can be, he'll never turn down protection when he can get it (also, because he's still selfish, and now very spoiled).

When the lab doesn't move, his mind calms, both knowing he has Aguero with him, and that whatever that impact was, it didn't hit them.

He pulls back and looks at Khun, and nods; his hand slips from the hold as he stands and begins making his way towards the fight.

Off they go...! ]

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