[ The idea of being responsible for the happiness of someone who's been through so much hardship is more than a little shell-shocking, but Aoba has decided and is firm in the decision; he can't be afraid of what ifs, because if he is then he'll miss out on what could be, and when he's holding Touma and looking at him and seeing affection in the eyes that meet his, he knows he couldn't bear to miss out on this.
When Touma kisses him Aoba almost loses the hold he has on his anger, feeling it doused by his own cravings, by how weakened his heart feels when it's in Touma's hands. There's blood on his mouth and a dazed quality to his eyes as he looks int his boyfriend's face, but he has enough sensibility to nod, to keep nodding. ]
I'll show you. When we're out of here I'll show you.
[ His anger is soon wrenched right back as the creep starts to turn, starts to advance, frightens Touma to the point that he's shaking. Like a loyal dog, Aoba's teeth grit and he almost growls-- he won't let this happen again, how dare this asshole even try.
He fixes the almost fully formed vision of Touma's abuser with a lethally sharp stare, his eyes focused like pinpricks and glistening like molten lava. He keeps an arm around Touma, tight and secure, and raises the other with a palm outstreched, reaching for what he was looking for. This. To do what he does best and destroy. ]
Die.
[ The moment the word leaves his mouth it's like a fire starts in the figures stomach, blossoming in long yellowy licks of flame, blue at the tips. Aoba watches as the ooze catches alight from point to point, like a cat chasing a mouse, bubbles and sears the body of the creature before them. He watches right through until the form starts to crumple and fall, till the flames die and all that's left is a scorch on the ground.
A second or two passes, and then the world around them starts to splinter like paint cracking, letting through light and warmth, and in another few seconds of squinting against the light the sounds of the festival soak back through, the air goes chilled from the late hour of the evening, and the office falls away to be replaced by the alleyway Touma had hidden away in.
Aoba opens his eyes, sees Touma sitting in front of him, and immediately reaches out to take one of Touma's hands in his, fingers squeezing his palm as though it's all he needs to reassure him. ]
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When Touma kisses him Aoba almost loses the hold he has on his anger, feeling it doused by his own cravings, by how weakened his heart feels when it's in Touma's hands. There's blood on his mouth and a dazed quality to his eyes as he looks int his boyfriend's face, but he has enough sensibility to nod, to keep nodding. ]
I'll show you. When we're out of here I'll show you.
[ His anger is soon wrenched right back as the creep starts to turn, starts to advance, frightens Touma to the point that he's shaking. Like a loyal dog, Aoba's teeth grit and he almost growls-- he won't let this happen again, how dare this asshole even try.
He fixes the almost fully formed vision of Touma's abuser with a lethally sharp stare, his eyes focused like pinpricks and glistening like molten lava. He keeps an arm around Touma, tight and secure, and raises the other with a palm outstreched, reaching for what he was looking for. This. To do what he does best and destroy. ]
Die.
[ The moment the word leaves his mouth it's like a fire starts in the figures stomach, blossoming in long yellowy licks of flame, blue at the tips. Aoba watches as the ooze catches alight from point to point, like a cat chasing a mouse, bubbles and sears the body of the creature before them. He watches right through until the form starts to crumple and fall, till the flames die and all that's left is a scorch on the ground.
A second or two passes, and then the world around them starts to splinter like paint cracking, letting through light and warmth, and in another few seconds of squinting against the light the sounds of the festival soak back through, the air goes chilled from the late hour of the evening, and the office falls away to be replaced by the alleyway Touma had hidden away in.
Aoba opens his eyes, sees Touma sitting in front of him, and immediately reaches out to take one of Touma's hands in his, fingers squeezing his palm as though it's all he needs to reassure him. ]