ohmyarceus | JULY - AUGUST TEST DRIVE MEME

Perhaps so.

[But he's okay with that. He's okay with being a fool, if it means he's with someone who's charted his course for so long.

And he's certainly okay with foolishness if it means more of this. More closeness, more gentleness, more...more than he deserved and more than he'd ever dared to dream of. He sighs into the kiss, meeting it softly, eagerly.]

I...would stay for as long as you would have me.

[For as long as he still drew breath, if G'rhyf let him.]

[G'rhyf leans to let their noses touch again, heart light and fluttering in their chest. G'raha is so...it's cute, his hesitance and soft kindness, how he nearly asks permission to say he wants a lifetime at their side. It hurts in turn, of course, that he thinks he needs to ask at all, and they resolve in that moment to silence that doubt in his heart. No matter how long it took.]

I've no intention to ever let you go.

[...then a piece of phrasing comes to mind, and their smile grows a touch embarrassed.] ...ah, metaphorically I mean. I, um, I probably shouldn't carry you everywhere.

[~~Unless...?~~]

[Why wouldn't he ask? He couldn't just assume, that...G'rhyf's life should be about G'rhyf's choices, as much as they can do so. G'raha had done enough imposing. He wants to do this right.]

-!

[His stomach drops in that good way, the way that comes with the thrill of leaping across a chasm or down from incredible heights, with the rush of wind and the anticipation of a successful landing tingling in his limbs.

I've no intention to ever let you go.

Please, he wants to say. Please don't ever let go.]

A-Ahah, well...yes, that might be inconvenient, wouldn't it? I am no longer residing in a, um, pocket-sized vessel, after all?

[Just make a joke it's fine just joke about it, it's fine, ignore how deep that flush goes on his cheeks it's fine]

[A laugh bubbles out of them, weak with relief and...just. All of the emotions they've barreled through in the past few minutes. They feel like they should be exhausted from it, but they're just giddy. A spark of mischief lights in their eyes, and they can't help but grin.]

Perhaps a bit! But then...

[G'raha doesn't get much more warning before G'rhyf shifts to quickly scoop him up into a bridal carry, popping up to their feet and smiling their fool head off.]

A hypothesis has to be tested first, right?

[The sound G'raha makes is undignified and startled, and he wiggles a bit out of shock, but not enough for G'rhyf to lose hold of him.]

A - A hypothe - Rhyf!!!

[Water u doin to him where we goin]

[G'rhyf laughs and spins around for a moment before they start pacing around the clearing, hefting G'raha a few times as if testing his weight.]

Hmm, not terribly heavy, and easy to carry besides... [They meet G'raha's eyes, and while they're definitely trying to talk smooth here there's no hiding that they're blushing just as hard as he is.] Though I might have trouble keeping my eyes on the road!

[ohgodthatlinewassodumbwhataretheydoingaaaaaaaaaaa]

[Gods take him now, his entire face and neck must be just as red as his hair.]

C-Come now! You're just...I h-have full faith in your abilities to...

My ability to...?

[G'rhyf can't stop a helpless little giggle, leaning to touch noses with G'raha again.]

Your ability to focus on the-

[asdfghjkl you'll be the death of him, he just

he cannot resist nose bump when your face is right there]

[Boop!]

On the task at hand?

[G'rhyf grins and squeezes G'raha a little bit tighter against them, just for a moment.]

But Raha, isn't that you?

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[He meant the rOAD...!]

I-I...that's...m-mayhap it is? I don't...

[Oh he's so red in the face it's criminal]

[Oh, Azemya take them now, one of them is going to die from this nonsense and G'rhyf truly isn't sure which it will be. They laugh helplessly and turn to take G'raha back over to that fallen tree, brows creasing with apologetic concern.]

Forgive me, I just--I couldn't help but tease you a little. You're so cute when you get flustered.

[Ah, gods, their cause of death in this new future will be a terrible bout of puppy love. He huffs softly, nothing angry in it.]

W-Well...I suppose if that's all it is, then, I am sorely overdue for some...teasing.

[He doesn't mean it to sound awkward or to imply anything, and the half-moment from when it's left his mouth he wishes he'd said it different.]

I - wait, I mean - only that it's been ages since anyone's been able to...since I've spoken with...to converse with ease, and not formality...

[It takes...a few solid seconds for the accidental allusion to catch up with G'rhyf, by which point they've settled G'raha to sit on the log and had only just begun to straighten up again. They freeze in place, and there might well be stream coming out their ears from how fast their face heats up.]

Ah--n-no, I knew what you meant! I'm glad that I can, uh...

[Suddenly G'rhyf is extremely aware of how they're half-leaning over G'raha, one hand bracing themself on his knee, and they drop to just. Sit on the ground next to the log where they'd set him down, and fix their gaze vaguely off from his shoulder. For the first time they're glad for the lack of their tail, because it would be absolutely thrashing right now.]

...that you're comfortable with me. [Lamest end to that sentence possible, but at least it's something.]

[Did he just insert the innuendo into the conversation was it going to not be a thing had he kept his mouth shut??? Oh damn it...is G'rhyf's hand still on his knee? He'd. He'd like to sort of. Put his hand over theirs? Kind of in a half-pat, half-please stay there.]

Of...of course I am.

[A pause. How does he express it? The need for secrecy for so long, the nerves tempered only by assured resolve, knowing that if he was as transparent as he was used to being that everything could fall apart in a moment...and how much he cherishes that freedom now. With someone who meant the world to him.]

[He does manage to catch their hand before they pull away, and G'rhyf's hand stills before they relax and let it settle there. Leaning their head against G'raha's side, they turn their hand over to let him hold it, if he wants.]

...I know I can...be a bit much to deal with, at times.

[Absolutely he wants to hold their hand.]

What? No, no, that's...I never thought so. [A pause, and then a chuckle.] Though I've thought as much about myself lately - when reflecting on the past, I mean. It's not hard for me to look back and acknowledge that I was once...er...possibly a touch impetuous.

Only a touch? [G'rhyf laughs, squeezing his hand to take any sting from it away.] I found it charming, though. You dive into everything you do with so much passion, it's hard to not get caught up in it.

Though you could have tried to be a little less suspicious about the aethersand.

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[A flush of embarrasment!] I-I am trying to be honest without...sounding self-depricating!

[Because he really could be down on himself quite easily if he wasn't careful. And that made other people upset. Why, he can still feel Alisaie flicking his forehead for being so willing to die to send them home.]

Er...gods. Yes, I ought to have been much less...all of that. But I got caught up in the moment! Felling a dangerous creature, then actually seeing you in the flesh, the both of us looking for the prize I held...who wouldn't be, you know, a little...ridiculous?

[G'raha you sound ridiculous trying to justify yourself.]

[Well, at least that is a problem they both share. G'rhyf makes an embarrassed sort of grimace, shrugging their shoulders.] Ah, I suppose...I'd thought you must have been been angry at me at first, nosing in on a venture that meant so much to you. Like I was...trying to steal your glory, or something.

[After all, the expedition had started as just an interesting diversion for them. They were no scholar or master of magitech, just an adventurer with ten men's shares of good luck. When they already (and still) felt like an imposter using their own title, it was easy to make that sort of assumption.]

But it turned out alright in the end. I wasn't mad for very long, once I got the chance to actually meet you. Too charming of a man by half!

[Mm...he thinks about that, face a bit scrunched. Had he been angry? No, not really. There was the thrill of victory still singing in his veins, and then the actual Hero of Eorzea come wandering in to Urth's Gift in person, and the realization of their shared goal...and all the secrets of Allag he had so desperately wanted his hands on, simply awaiting him whether he or G'rhyf turned in the aethersand. Either way, he was on the precipice of all he'd ever wanted.

Honestly, the most angry he'd been was when he was denied the chance to confront it all with the vanguard. Repeatedly reminded of his place, when he had yearned for so much more.

Well, he sure did get it, in the end. Hooph.]

No. If I was at all angry, you had not made it so. I-

[And then that compliment]

Wh...me?

[You keep catching him off-guard, G'rhyf!! G'raha's face will be permanently flushed now, surely.]

I, ah...I'd beg to differ, but...I cannot deny that is some high praise.

[G'rhyf is still of the opinion that G'raha should have come along to help clear out the defenses--he'd already proved his ability to keep up, and his knowledge would have been a huge help to them in there besides. If Rammbroes and Cid hadn't had such a keen eye on him, they would have spirited him off to come with the rest of the adventurers anyway!]

[But that's the past, and nothing to be done of it now. And speaking of now...]

Is it really praise if all I'm speaking is the truth? [G'rhyf smiles up at him, leaning a little bit more into him...then glances away shyly.] But I'm glad I hadn't upset you.

[Another small pause, as G'rhyf chews on their lip for a moment. Should they ask? Is this even worth bringing up at all, after all this time?] ...was I...were you disappointed, getting to know who I really was? Past the whole 'saviour of the realm' nonsense?

[It's a quiet little fear they've always held in the back of their mind. The title of 'Warrior of Light' never fit well on their shoulders, when it felt like they only barely scraped through defeating the foes in front of them or stumbling into convincing people to work together. Ala Mhigo and Doma especially felt like they were little more than some strange combination of good luck charm and cudgel, throwing themself at the problems they could solve and standing around awkwardly when things inevitably turned to politics and esoterics.]

[Yet everyone spoke of them like some vaunted figure out of legend, making it sound like it was G'rhyf that single-handedly saved everyone when there were so many others that had toiled to make those victories happen. Even back when their greatest accomplishment was the destruction of the Ultima Weapon the tales already loomed higher than they stood, and they hadn't yet learned to at least pretend it wasn't mostly lies. How couldn't someone be at least a little let down, seeing the fool mess of a person they really were?]

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catte dweebs for the win

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