[Olivine says the words with such fondness, and really, it helps. it helps so much more than he wants to admit, dispels so much of the weight that had sunk into him in the ensuing days since they'd been given their suits. he'll be fine, he knows that. with Eiden here, it's almost guaranteed. the warmth of him, the sensation of his essence and the tight press of their bodies feel like home, warm and sweet and comforting.
it occurs to him to wonder if he would be this okay, if not for Eiden. he's always a port in a storm, but the only ones he's gotten used to letting help him are Eiden and the others...
it's coming down from a role, and so he shouldn't be surprised how quickly the brunet catches on to him. there's guilt there, too. the last thing he wants Eiden to have to do is worry about him again.]
I'll be okay. [it's said with the quiet sheepishness that says he's not as okay as he'd like, but that he's working through it.] I'm in one of the basement rooms. It's a little barebones, but I think I'll be okay if I can finally get a few items to decorate with.
[finally, because he's asked a few times so far to no avail. it's honestly so different from before as to be almost horrifying.]
What about you? Are you doing alright? They aren't treating you badly at all, are they?
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Ah—Eiden, you're so—
[Olivine says the words with such fondness, and really, it helps. it helps so much more than he wants to admit, dispels so much of the weight that had sunk into him in the ensuing days since they'd been given their suits. he'll be fine, he knows that. with Eiden here, it's almost guaranteed. the warmth of him, the sensation of his essence and the tight press of their bodies feel like home, warm and sweet and comforting.
it occurs to him to wonder if he would be this okay, if not for Eiden. he's always a port in a storm, but the only ones he's gotten used to letting help him are Eiden and the others...
it's coming down from a role, and so he shouldn't be surprised how quickly the brunet catches on to him. there's guilt there, too. the last thing he wants Eiden to have to do is worry about him again.]
I'll be okay. [it's said with the quiet sheepishness that says he's not as okay as he'd like, but that he's working through it.] I'm in one of the basement rooms. It's a little barebones, but I think I'll be okay if I can finally get a few items to decorate with.
[finally, because he's asked a few times so far to no avail. it's honestly so different from before as to be almost horrifying.]
What about you? Are you doing alright? They aren't treating you badly at all, are they?