[That makes Vanitas smile; he'll have to remember to nibble on him again to see what kind of reactions he can get out of him. Once they settle down though his expression softens into something rarely seen on the human's face: peace. He shivers from Noé's touch, reveling in how nice it is to simply feel another person. Using him for a pillow, he nods, idly stroking his friend's cheek.]
I'd like to stay right here, if that's okay. I'm finally warm...
[Perhaps Luna was right: that so long as he didn't close his heart to everyone, the cold wouldn't bother him one day.]
Hm. Here is fine. I just wanted to be sure that you were warm enough.
[He wants to check in with the other, shifting just slightly to get comfortable and ensure the blanket covers them both, especially Vanitas. It's clear that the other isn't shivering because of the chill. He can tell that the other wasn't feeling cold. Not against him. But he still tries to make sure that the other is covered. He doesn't know what Luna said to Vanitas. How it might apply to him. To them.]
[Those are words than Vanitas may never end up sharing with another, and yet... that's okay. They can be the private hope that he carries around within himself, one of the many secrets of Luna's existence that gives him strength when he needs it. All Noé needs to know is how grateful he is for him, for his kindness. Hence Vanitas pressing a soft kiss over Noé's heart. It's not quite an "I love you", but it's close.]
[Because, given that he is oblivious to Vanitas's conversation with Luna, he doesn't quite get the full significance of those words. The meaning behind it. He was just glad if the other wasn't too cold. Between the blankets and the fire still going, they should be fine for now, though. He gives a small smile as the other kisses him, but he doesn't move otherwise. He's content to remain here. They could wash up in the morning when it's light, along with taking care of the blankets before heading out again.]
[Sometimes with rage, sometimes with annoyance, yet other times with the passion of a thousand suns, as he's discovering. Someday he'll reveal Luna's words to him, explain why it's so important for him to know another's warmth like this. But that's for another time. Once he can say "I love you" to Noé without wanting to flee. Today's not quite that day yet. So instead he merely smiles along with him, tucking his head up under his chin with a content sigh.]
I do? Oh....um. Y-yeah. We can wash up in the morning before we head out again.
[He says, agreeing with a small nod and smile as the other tucks his head under his chin. His arm wraps loosely more around the other's waist as he closes his eyes. Maybe it would be better to wash and get clean sooner after their intimacy, but it's late. And he's sure that feeding from him has tired Vanitas out. So the water is probably not the best idea at the moment. He doesn't take long to doze off after whispering goodnight, ending up hugging Vanitas in his sleep more than he already was.]
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I'd like to stay right here, if that's okay. I'm finally warm...
[Perhaps Luna was right: that so long as he didn't close his heart to everyone, the cold wouldn't bother him one day.]
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[He wants to check in with the other, shifting just slightly to get comfortable and ensure the blanket covers them both, especially Vanitas. It's clear that the other isn't shivering because of the chill. He can tell that the other wasn't feeling cold. Not against him. But he still tries to make sure that the other is covered. He doesn't know what Luna said to Vanitas. How it might apply to him. To them.]
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[Those are words than Vanitas may never end up sharing with another, and yet... that's okay. They can be the private hope that he carries around within himself, one of the many secrets of Luna's existence that gives him strength when he needs it. All Noé needs to know is how grateful he is for him, for his kindness. Hence Vanitas pressing a soft kiss over Noé's heart. It's not quite an "I love you", but it's close.]
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[Because, given that he is oblivious to Vanitas's conversation with Luna, he doesn't quite get the full significance of those words. The meaning behind it. He was just glad if the other wasn't too cold. Between the blankets and the fire still going, they should be fine for now, though. He gives a small smile as the other kisses him, but he doesn't move otherwise. He's content to remain here. They could wash up in the morning when it's light, along with taking care of the blankets before heading out again.]
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[Sometimes with rage, sometimes with annoyance, yet other times with the passion of a thousand suns, as he's discovering. Someday he'll reveal Luna's words to him, explain why it's so important for him to know another's warmth like this. But that's for another time. Once he can say "I love you" to Noé without wanting to flee. Today's not quite that day yet. So instead he merely smiles along with him, tucking his head up under his chin with a content sigh.]
You ready to sleep?
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[He says, agreeing with a small nod and smile as the other tucks his head under his chin. His arm wraps loosely more around the other's waist as he closes his eyes. Maybe it would be better to wash and get clean sooner after their intimacy, but it's late. And he's sure that feeding from him has tired Vanitas out. So the water is probably not the best idea at the moment. He doesn't take long to doze off after whispering goodnight, ending up hugging Vanitas in his sleep more than he already was.]