[thinking about how they had sex and now they are fighting.
The tears still come because he can't stop them even after this long, not when his own regulated emotions coincide with those of someone else. His body tenses when Ryo lunges, the muscles becoming solid to brace for the impact without doing much else to stop it. He lets Ryo get him by the throat, face grimaced, and the two of them soar back over the island with his ankles dragging grooves into the ground.
He does put both clawed hands on Ryo's arms, though. Grips them with enough strength of it to sting. He may be a weenie about some things, but he's not a complete pushover.]
Do you want me to? [His voice is strained. He finally pushes his weight back against Ryo. A bit of stubborn resistance.] Change.
no. that was honestly one of the main issues they had, he thinks. ryo wanted them to stay together, their relationship untouched, but everyone else wanted akira to change. they wanted akira to do things differently than he had before, to go elsewhere, to expand to other horizons. ryo was perfectly fine with it being them as they always were.
it was just hard, considering the major disagreement that hung between them. ]
I love you they way you are. And the way you were. And the way you will be, Akira.
[ would ryo potentially hate how akira changes? yes. especially if those changes happen where ryo can't see it. but nothing will ever change these feelings. ]
[A surge of emotion bursts out of him at the words, amplifying the aggression he's already exerting against Ryo. The long tail whips behind him, wild, feral, and the wings extend to create a rebellious wind resistance.
It's stupid to want those words before, to think they would have changed anything about what happened. As if hearing those words would have somehow excused the things Ryo had done; they wouldn't. The untamed beast forced inside him rebels with a howl, overshadowing the trapped, eternal boy who would have gladly taken words like that from Ryo.
His grapple turns harder, and he twists, trying to fling Ryo over and away from him, not even considering his entire head may go with it, that he may even go with it regardless. Not out of disgust. Survival.
He wants to live (even if here, he won't exactly die).]
Mean what you say, Ryo! That we can change and still be here like this!
[ ryo tries not to laugh when akira throws him, easily going with the momentum. they slow down to a stop, and there is a surge of joy within them because even in a moment like this, it's still so exciting to do it with akira. is the atmosphere tense? yes. but at least it's tense together (please get therapy)
without hesitating any longer, ryo quickly goes to close the distance again, tackling akira. ]
What do you need me to clarify, Akira?
[ the tone is easy, like they're having a casual conversation over tea. ]
[The instinct in him makes him brace for the impact, and he grapples Ryo again when they collide. The two of them topple over, not onto the ground, but partially into the ground because they are stupidly overpowered.
Is this play fighting? Is this fighting for real? (please get therapy)]
That we both haven't changed!
[He makes an attempt to pin Ryo down - with everything, hands, legs, weight, tail. Ever tried to hold an angel? Yeah, exactly.]
[ well. it's probably best they don't fight for real or else the island might be blown up.
they just smile at him, but it's more of a contemplative smile than anything else, like they're trying to assess the situation that they're currently in. then their gaze shifts towards akira's hands, before they make an attempt to flip both of them over. ]
Have you changed, Akira?
[ after all, there are things ryo doesn't know about what akira went through during their time apart, much like akira doesn't know what ryo went through. ]
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The tears still come because he can't stop them even after this long, not when his own regulated emotions coincide with those of someone else. His body tenses when Ryo lunges, the muscles becoming solid to brace for the impact without doing much else to stop it. He lets Ryo get him by the throat, face grimaced, and the two of them soar back over the island with his ankles dragging grooves into the ground.
He does put both clawed hands on Ryo's arms, though. Grips them with enough strength of it to sting. He may be a weenie about some things, but he's not a complete pushover.]
Do you want me to? [His voice is strained. He finally pushes his weight back against Ryo. A bit of stubborn resistance.] Change.
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no. that was honestly one of the main issues they had, he thinks. ryo wanted them to stay together, their relationship untouched, but everyone else wanted akira to change. they wanted akira to do things differently than he had before, to go elsewhere, to expand to other horizons. ryo was perfectly fine with it being them as they always were.
it was just hard, considering the major disagreement that hung between them. ]
I love you they way you are. And the way you were. And the way you will be, Akira.
[ would ryo potentially hate how akira changes? yes. especially if those changes happen where ryo can't see it. but nothing will ever change these feelings. ]
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It's stupid to want those words before, to think they would have changed anything about what happened. As if hearing those words would have somehow excused the things Ryo had done; they wouldn't. The untamed beast forced inside him rebels with a howl, overshadowing the trapped, eternal boy who would have gladly taken words like that from Ryo.
His grapple turns harder, and he twists, trying to fling Ryo over and away from him, not even considering his entire head may go with it, that he may even go with it regardless. Not out of disgust. Survival.
He wants to live (even if here, he won't exactly die).]
Mean what you say, Ryo! That we can change and still be here like this!
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without hesitating any longer, ryo quickly goes to close the distance again, tackling akira. ]
What do you need me to clarify, Akira?
[ the tone is easy, like they're having a casual conversation over tea. ]
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Is this play fighting? Is this fighting for real? (please get therapy)]
That we both haven't changed!
[He makes an attempt to pin Ryo down - with everything, hands, legs, weight, tail. Ever tried to hold an angel? Yeah, exactly.]
That we haven't changed at all.
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they just smile at him, but it's more of a contemplative smile than anything else, like they're trying to assess the situation that they're currently in. then their gaze shifts towards akira's hands, before they make an attempt to flip both of them over. ]
Have you changed, Akira?
[ after all, there are things ryo doesn't know about what akira went through during their time apart, much like akira doesn't know what ryo went through. ]