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[song_tra_bong]

She unlocks the door to her room and slips inside, pushing the door gently shut with her foot.

Ruin is asleep in her (their) bed. She sits down on the edge next to him and watches him sleep, hands (shaking) resting on her lap.

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[song_tra_bong]

She tilts her head.

"Wasn't sure how long I'd be gone," she murmurs.

"Didn't want you to worry."

[ten_of_swords]

He smirks. "How adorable of you to think I would worry. I think you can take very good care of yourself, you know." Ruin knows if he were some mortal, he wouldn't want to meet her pissed off in a dark alley.



Or a well-lit one.

[song_tra_bong]

She smiles.

"Plus, I'm not used to the whole 'people can find me with their brain' thing. Besides, notes are polite."

[ten_of_swords]

"It was... unexpected."

He kisses her nose, not knowing that was where his future self had licked whipped cream from earlier.

"Thank you."

[song_tra_bong]

She giggles at the mix of sensation and memory.

"You're very welcome, lover."

[ten_of_swords]

He closes his eyes, listening to her heartbeat...



...and wondering about a little girl who is a mixture of them both.

[song_tra_bong]

She rests her head against his, running her fingers through his hair until she falls asleep.


She dreams of blue-grey eyes.