subcircuits: (just give me a moment to think)
Devero (EMID 771-Prosp0202-00745) ([personal profile] subcircuits) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckerexpress 2020-12-08 01:32 pm (UTC)

two guys standing in a spa 6 inches away, it's absolutely gay

Devero is aware in this moment of a profound gulf of experience between himself and Koumyou. Not in the sense of the peculiarities of their unique worlds-- that one he's been aware of from the start-- but in the sense of experience with the fundamental nature of life.

Everyone dies. People he's known and cared for have died. Beneath weapons in his hands, people have died. It's not that he's untouched by the pain and grief that comes along with the end of a person's life. But in the even cadence of Koumyou's voice and his unflinching gaze lies a closer acquaintance with death that Devero has personally never known.

For a moment, he feels very young, much younger than the age difference between the two of them can account for.

He reaches up, careful not to knock the cigarette hand, and takes Koumyou's other shoulder. "You've been carrying alone for a long time." It should probably be a question, but it's not.

It's his turn to not look away. After everything that's happened between them since the priest found him in the bath, he owes Koumyou that much. "If there's anything I can do to help you shoulder that burden, Koumyou Sanzo, please let me know."

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