dappledleaves | THE WORLD: PSL LIFE

Why not? Do you think it stands out too much? I think it suits you, especially if you wear darker colors.

[ Unless Sinclair wanted to be a real yellow blob... ]

[ A lot of Sinclair's clothes now are pretty dark, but it wasn't on purpose]

Mm...no, it doesn't stand out too much. It's different but I like it.

Good.

[ Though to Oria, it will always stand out. He will always look for it now, consciously or not. ]

Hey, Emil. When you were younger... [ and probably more full of hope ] ... what did you actually want to be?

Hm? [He has to think about that for a moment] Mmm...when I was really young, I wanted to be an astronaut because of some stories I read. [It's a funny memory] But if I really think about it, I wanted to be a writer.

[ Oria thinks about the time when Sinclair told him about the story that he wrote with Mithrun. ]

Did you ever get to publish the story you made in Fragment? You don't have to publish it for a wide audience if you want, but to have your own physical copy would be really nice.

[ Sinclair flusters a little at the thought]

Well...I did make a hand-made version before we got stuck in Fragment for Mithrun.

[ He fidgets a little]

That was with a sketchbook though.

You can publish it as it is. No fixes from the editors or whatever as long as it's published for yourselves and a few others. I'd like a copy once you do. And you should make more when you can. I wanna see them all.

[ Oria realizes... it really is different when it's Sinclair. He would normally not have an interest in books otherwise, but to see Sinclair write and draw things, to make them come into existence... it's an unmatched ability for expressionism that Oria can't ever hope to achieve. ]

[ Ah. His cheeks feel warm again and he hugs Oria a little harder. It really is a warm feeling to have Oria take an interest in what he likes simply because Oria wanted to support him]

...then, maybe a few copies. I don't know if I'm ready to share it with the world but if it's you and a few others, then...

[ Mithrun and Michel are included in this list by default of course]

Yeah! And I'll help you if you want it! Finding a publication company will be super easy compared to the other things I do on a workday basis.

[ A publication company is definitely easier to find than, say, a hitman willing to take on a Sarabi target. ]

So it's perfectly doable.

[ Sinclair is quiet as he considers that. Was it that easy? With Oria everything was...]

Mm. Okay. I'll make it again and then... I'll show you.

[ He has to make everything easy with his resources to spend his energy worrying about things that actually need his attention, but for Sinclair, he'll definitely exert the effort--despite how easy or hard it may be. ]

I can't wait. You make me look forward to so many things...

[ Which is another thing he loves about Sinclair. He usually looked forward to things ending to prevent a worse outcome, but with Sinclair, he can actually look forward to things because he wants to see it. A bit of positive reinforcement is better than constant negative reinforcement for Oria. ]

[Sinclair kisses Oria, soft and sweet. He feels overwhelmed with love, both with how much he loves Oria and how much he's loved in turn.]

I'm glad. I want there to be things you look forward to, every day.

[ Oria feels very similarly with his heart feels overwhelmed with so, so much love. He feels at a loss as to where it could all go. ]

You always give me things to look forward to, Emil. You do it so easily without even trying. You're always... so special to me.

[Sinclair's cheeks warm further and he tightens his hug a little]

You too. I'm...always happiest when I'm with you.

What a coincidence. Me too.

[ Oria laughs a little, gently rubbing Sinclair's back. ]

So I guess we'll just keep making each other happy a lot. I'm fine with that, for the record.

Mm. That sounds like a good plan.

[ He curls up against Oria a little more, warm and content]

Mm... wanna sleep in my room tonight?

[ Whether they always have been or not, Oria asks anyway. ]

Yeah. You're warm. [He happily snuggles close. Warm. Safe. He doesn't want to head back to his room at all]

Ohh, so I guess you wanna wear my clothes again.

[ Mischievous. Oria continues to cuddle anyway. ]

They're very comfortable, so I can see why~

[ ... ]

[Sinclair blushes, but he doesn't let go of Oria.]

Mm. Don't you like seeing me in your clothes anyway?

Maybe if it was one of my oversized shirts.

[ Their height difference isn't big, so there's only a marginal difference. Still. Boyfriend shirt. Hm............... ]

But I like you in most things you decide to wear anyway.

[ Boyfriend shirt... ]

Most things, huh?

[ He should change... but getting up...]

Well... I didn't like the chicken headgear.

[ That counts, right? That absolutely counts. ]

The fact that you understood it really concerned me.

Ah. [ Haunting memories] I was working on erasing that one from my memory...

[ Oops.

Oria rolls them around and around until they reach the end of the bed. Apparently, that gives Oria an epiphany. ]

Oh, that other one! With the long scarf! It looked good, but it was not "you" at all!

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