Hardest words to say

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HARDEST WORDS TO SAY

Sometimes the hardest things to say are also the most important. It doesn't matter how much it scares you to do so, it's finally time to be honest.

 

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01. I DON'T LOVE YOU ANYMORE Unfortunately, you can't keep lying to your partner/friend/family anymore. You just don't feel the same for them anymore.

02. I WOULD KILL YOU The person who means so much to you has done something completely unforgivable and now it's time to make sure they know where they stand. You would kill them if you ever got the chance.

03. I LOVE YOU, BUT... A bittersweet love confession. You know you love this person more than anything, but you're not sure you can give them what they need.

04. I DON'T TRUST YOU No matter how you feel about this person, you really can't trust them anymore.

05. SACRIFICE You're going to sacrifice yourself, for the person you're talking with or for the good of all humanity. You want them to know the reasons and that there's no stopping you.

06. TROUBLE You're in trouble and you might not make it through. You need to let at least one person know how you feel before it's too late though.

07. CRIME CONFESSION You did something you weren't proud of and now it's time to admit it.

08. DEMONS We've all got our demons and we've all got our own personal nightmares we have to face, but this time? You can't hold it all back.

09. I'M PREGNANT... Now's not the best time for it maybe or maybe you're just nervous how your partner will react, but they need to hear it.

10. BETRAYAL You've betrayed this person and you have to tell them the truth, no more running from it

11. CHEATED You've been unfaithful and it's time to tell your lover.

12. BROKEN That's it. You've had it. You are entirely broken and tired of everything.

13. AFRAID Something has you deathly afraid and you need to talk about it.

14. HELP ME You need someone to help you, bad. You can't do it alone anymore, you've tried.

15. I'M SORRY You said something or did something horrible and now it's time to ask for forgiveness.

16. YOU WERE A MISTAKE Sorry, but whoever you're talking to was the biggest mistake of your life or maybe it was just something you did together.

17. NOT WHO I SAY I AM You're so far from who they think you are, you need to finally tell the truth.

18. LET'S RUN AWAY You want to just get out, leave everything behind and be with this one person for the rest of your life.

19. ASHAMED Either you're ashamed of something they have done or something you did, either way you need to bring it up.

20. CAN'T REMEMBER The person standing in front of you looks so happy to see you, so relieved, but how do you tell them you can't remember a thing about them?

21. HOW COULD YOU You don't understand how they could treat you like they have, do what they have done when you've done nothing but be good to them.

22. YOUR CHOICE Either choose an option from above, mix and match, or make up your own idea.

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[spotskings]

[In all those years, has he seen his King truly smile? Not like this, to be sure. He can't help smiling back, leaning his head back into the careful touch. Not by much, just enough to show it's appreciated.

Meanwhile, his own fingers trace Mikoto's spine as they slowly move up his back again.]

[beneaththefire]

[There is something about that smile, that only warms the man that much more, it is a warmth so different from his powers that he can truly feel it to his very core.

When he sees how the touch is appreciated it re-instigates it, strands slipping through fingers, only tangle themselves in them once more, forehead against Totsuka's, there is a soft inhale as the fingers along his spine move him forward, not way from the touch by any means but it leaves him wanting closer for the chills it sets along his back.

Totsuka had said the words, Mikoto had said no more than me too. But in this moment, he parts lips, at first he does not speak, then finally he does.]

I love you.

[spotskings]

[Totsuka sighs softly at the touch, letting his eyes close a moment, but when Mikoto speaks, he can't help looking at him. There's that overflowing feeling again as he hears it for sure. He doesn't recognize it, he thinks. It's warmer and stronger than anything he knows, just sitting there and filling his chest like it's got nowhere else to go.

Totsuka smiles, and can't help answering.]

I love you too.

[beneaththefire]

[That smile is still as potent as it was only seconds before, Mikoto returns it with that barely there one of his own. It burns through him, but not like the anger he usually controls. Or the other emotions he usually swallows.

No this one sears into him and flames out into the gentle caress of his fingers through hair, a hand which slowly dances over Totsuka's back, breath that is even, despite his heart racing in his chest.]

[spotskings]

[If it was anyone else, this would be harder. Totsuka is reckless, carefree and impatient, and this isn't usually like him, either. Slow and gentle and careful, and he finds he has to tether himself not to rush, push harder and wind up with something that is less than this. In weight or in meaning.

The shivers crawling across his back along the movements of his hand feel good. In return, he offers a soft, pleased exhale, a sigh, perhaps, accompanied by an affectionate smile. He knows: Mikoto isn't like this. Not normally. Mikoto is fierce and powerful, fire and strength. It's hard to believe, seeing him this way. (Remains hard to believe, even a few minutes in.) Totsuka has never been timid, either.

One hand shifts up, fingers tangling in the red hair again, aiming to make an even bigger mess of it - if that's even possible. The other continues on across his back, to his sides, tracing the distinct shape of muscles under fabric there as everywhere. Then he leans in, closer still, kissing him again, trying to keep demand and urgency out of it.]

[beneaththefire]

[Mikoto lacks self control and patience, yet for years now, he has had to practice just that and some how, doing anything quickly here seems impossible.

Had this been anyone else, had this not been the first time they had been like this, then he could at least let go of some of the control, but first he had to learn.

Learn how to be this way and not burn at the same time, yet, it is fire no matter how slow he goes where every gentle finger traces over his frame. Then lips are on his again, this time it is deeper he even realizes it, reaction comes first when the heat of lips touch his, parting them, head angling, fingers in hair, hand against his back which moves to his side, to hip and gives a gentle urge forward never quicken, just lips as mouths become one once more.]

[spotskings]

[With anyone else, he might've taken that urging and run away with it, let them both run with it, but every careful touch, every gentle kiss, the slow pace as a whole all make him refrain from rushing.

Which isn't to say he doesn't take a hint. Tosuka shifts forward, close enough now that he feels enveloped by the King's body heat. It makes him feel - a lot of things, but words fall short. Whole. Special. Loved. Like being exactly where he should be, like he's part of something bigger than himself.

Lips are explored, and there's something more than just slow, something thorough about it. Learning about each other, and learning about this for the first time. Even when he's short on breath, he doesn't dream of wanting to stop.]

[beneaththefire]

[Mikoto is as lost in feeling as he ever has been in his life, his pulse is quickened but with a different fire from the anger that usually drives him.

This fires burns, slow, hot, it feels permanent, like it is a part of himself, Totsuka is a part of him. Eventually he loses where his lips ends and Totsuka's begin, it is an endless wave, hot, yet comforting all the same.

Breath seems a distant memory, his senses flood with the taste of the man in his arms. Fingers take their own lead, dancing light as feathers over back, down sides, to arms, back again, never stilling.]

[spotskings]

[Totsuka never gets lost, not quite, but he comes close sometimes. Like now - just moving with Mikoto and shifting close against him and not really quite sure anymore where one of them ends and the other begins - with his mind still wide awake but off somewhere else entirely.

He lets his hands move too, but only to touch and to feel, not in any way asking or demanding. Touch and taste occupied, he's almost glad his eyes are closed, not so sure he could handle another sense at work now. Mikoto's fingers seem to leave a trail of sparks wherever they go, and it's enough for him to pleasantly shudder, and utter a quiet sound against the King's mouth.]

[beneaththefire]

[Mikoto himself wants to see Totsuka in that moment when he shudders with that soft sound, but hands that are sending sparks of electricity through his body where they touch, a shot of it up his spine has a return of that soft noise coming from his mouth against Totsuka's, eyes held closed by the varying sensations of it all.

This close with him it felt right for the first timec, he felt whole, content, no fears of the future or how long he would last, just a will to remain here with Totsuka.]

[spotskings]

[An odd thought to have, perhaps: he doesn't know where their voices end anymore, either, while the sound Mikoto makes seems to move into him and make room for itself there. Or maybe it's that he hasn't gotten much breath in a while, and that's what really makes his lungs ache.

Either way, he breaks away a bit, panting quietly, and smiling in what's elation and joy and love, and a little bit of disbelief. He's not sure, how, what his reasons were for waiting this long, when things can really be this easy.]

[beneaththefire]

[Mikoto takes in a heavy breath when he breaks away, his eyes catch the expression, his heart skips a beat, something that registers a bit of surprise in his face.

Feeling like this, this was never anything he thought to have in the world.

That smile, if he could keep it just like that forever, Mikoto has to think for just a moment that would be enough to keep him calm. For the first time ever, it is all gone, the fear, the wash of rage in his veins, no struggle to keep control, not when all the fire within him is filled with this feeling.

His expression softens, his breathing still uneven as he holds the other.]

[spotskings]

[It's so good to see Mikoto finally at ease. More than that, even, but he's not sure how to put that into words. Instead, he voices something he is very certain of at this point.]

I love you.

[Just a quiet murmur that doesn't have to do more than stay between them. It's bliss. In this tiny, barely furnished spot in the world, that's all that's needed, just for now. And just for now, Totsuka doesn't think of the threat of death that hangs heavy over his own head, so even if part of him reminds him that this is horrible selfishness that's just going to just hurt Mikoto more later, he can ignore it. At least for a little while.]

[beneaththefire]

[Those words, one of the single most comforting things in his life he believes them, more than that he feels them, they are like a balm to the rage in him, a focus taken away, where he does not need to fight for control, for this moment, it just is.

He for once does not feel the weight of that sword above his head or the power in his veins does not seem to burn him even as it keeps them both warmer than your average embrace would.

His eyes fix with Totsuka's.]

I love you.

[Words he has only said twice to date, yet they come much easier than he would have ever thought.]