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[ He's fortunately only out for about ten seconds...
There's a quiet sound as he reaches for his head, and then looks up at Akira. ]
Ah...
[ Immediately, his cheeks are flushing and he looks away, clearly embarrassed by how he was acting. ]
... Exhaustion. I haven't been sleeping well.
[ Which is to say he wants Akira to understand that this isn't his fault. Nevermind that it's clear he's holding something back there - like how he actually hasn't been sleeping, at all. He moves to sit up. For now, he doesn't say anything else. ]
There's a quiet sound as he reaches for his head, and then looks up at Akira. ]
Ah...
[ Immediately, his cheeks are flushing and he looks away, clearly embarrassed by how he was acting. ]
... Exhaustion. I haven't been sleeping well.
[ Which is to say he wants Akira to understand that this isn't his fault. Nevermind that it's clear he's holding something back there - like how he actually hasn't been sleeping, at all. He moves to sit up. For now, he doesn't say anything else. ]
| | [He lets out a breath...] ... c'mon. [He's moving to help the god up.] At least let me help you get some proper sleep. [He sounds pretty firm about this— he's determined to help Apollon one way or another.] |
[ There's a tense breath as he reluctantly lets Akira help him up, and then... doesn't argue with the next part.
After a moment of what looks and feels to be internal wrestling, he nods. ]
All right. I'll accept that...
After a moment of what looks and feels to be internal wrestling, he nods. ]
All right. I'll accept that...
| | [He relaxes a little when Apollon accepts, and there's no hesitation to bring him over to his bed. He doesn't plan on sleeping awhile himself, anyway, and he could figure out something else if he really had to— if the god ended up comaing. There's a glance to that expression, and the tiredness he sees there seems to go soul-deep. His hand comes up to rub the blond's back.] So what's disturbing your sleep the most? |
[ Oh... Akira's bed. There's a hint of fluster even if it doesn't show on his face. He simply smiles - one that doesn't reach his eyes, unfortunately.
He hesitates just for a moment before lying down - shoes off first, of course, and after giving Akira a small smile in response to the hand on his back.
There's a lot of hesitance before he answers the question. It's glaringly obvious that he's feeling like even this is far more than he deserves. ]
... Nightmares.
He hesitates just for a moment before lying down - shoes off first, of course, and after giving Akira a small smile in response to the hand on his back.
There's a lot of hesitance before he answers the question. It's glaringly obvious that he's feeling like even this is far more than he deserves. ]
... Nightmares.
| | [... the hint of fluster makes Akira a little flustered himself, but he's quickly distracted again by the overall state of Apollon. ... yeah, it really is obvious, and it hurts. Akira may not know the god well at all, but he has a gut feeling: there's a good person in there, somewhere, who needs help. A good person who is so resolutely loyal to whatever ideals he has that he can't bear to forgive himself of his transgressions of them. There's a painful desire within Akira to dampen some of that self-loathing, and maybe if he wasn't a god, he would. Just enough to get him to accept Akira's help. A gentle nod.] Okay. Make yourself comfortable. [He can get under then sheets if he needs to, or get into whatever position is most comfortable for him. And then Akira takes a seat next to him and begins to soothe his emotions. Anxiety or worry— emotions of this nature will be dampened while a sense of security and calm are coaxed within him. He reaches out, gently brushing some of the bangs out of Apollon's face. Quietly, he prays that part of this horrible depression stems from the lack of sleep he's gotten. Maybe, once he's fully rested, he would be more open to getting the help he needs. But he isn't counting on it.] |
[ He feels flustered enough without getting under the sheets, but he is absolutely going to pause... and then sit up. He can't sleep with a shirt on, so he's just. Going to remove that. He's, uh... far more built than his clothes would imply, since he typically wears them just loose enough that it's hidden.
After loosely folding that, he'll set it next to him and lie back down. He closes his eyes, taking a deep breath.
It's after those negative feelings seem to shift out of the picture, gradually replaced with some calm and security, there's... a brief struggle against it for now. It's actually not altogether intentional - more like he's just that used to fighting against himself.
When Akira brushes the bangs from his face, his cheeks darken the tiniest bit, and then he reaches up, returning the gesture. There's a small smile on his lips as he does. ]
After loosely folding that, he'll set it next to him and lie back down. He closes his eyes, taking a deep breath.
It's after those negative feelings seem to shift out of the picture, gradually replaced with some calm and security, there's... a brief struggle against it for now. It's actually not altogether intentional - more like he's just that used to fighting against himself.
When Akira brushes the bangs from his face, his cheeks darken the tiniest bit, and then he reaches up, returning the gesture. There's a small smile on his lips as he does. ]
Edited 2019-11-29 22:16 (UTC)
| | [...oh Oh, my. Akira will, uh, politely avert his gaze while he undresses himself? And when he's looking back...An Oh my. Don't get distracted, Akira. ...ah. He can feel that internal struggle. That's... God, this level of self destructiveness makes Akira's stomach twist. He just continues to gently instill that security and calm— it's okay, there's no need to fight... And the returned gesture and smile has a bit of a blush of his own rising to his cheeks, gaze softening considerably. His hand comes up and takes the god's, giving a squeeze. Akira will help him. No matter what.] |
[ Oh.
Being so bisexual is hard, isn't it? Big mood, Akira. Apollon can't help the quiet laugh that slips out, some amusement blossoming, even if there's still the struggle within.
It's difficult, letting go, but he very gradually does. His breath softly catches when Akira takes his hand, and he can feel his eyes threatening to sting - a dim ache surfaces, and he takes a deep breath.
Still, he lets his hand stay in the human's. The security and calm certainly help... They help more and more, the longer Akira persists.
After a moment, he finally does relax completely. He holds a blink, tugging Akira's hand to his lips, pressing a kiss to the knuckles. ]
Thank you, Akira...
Being so bisexual is hard, isn't it? Big mood, Akira. Apollon can't help the quiet laugh that slips out, some amusement blossoming, even if there's still the struggle within.
It's difficult, letting go, but he very gradually does. His breath softly catches when Akira takes his hand, and he can feel his eyes threatening to sting - a dim ache surfaces, and he takes a deep breath.
Still, he lets his hand stay in the human's. The security and calm certainly help... They help more and more, the longer Akira persists.
After a moment, he finally does relax completely. He holds a blink, tugging Akira's hand to his lips, pressing a kiss to the knuckles. ]
Thank you, Akira...
| | [Wtf... there's a small huff at that, shut up Apollon... Even if that quiet laugh tickles his eardrums and makes him yearn to hear more: a light-hearted, genuine laugh from deep within. Ah... there's so much pain. Even this little contact has... so much yearning and grief attached with it. So much damage in his heart... ... oh. His face is definitely turning red at the kiss to his knuckles, breath catching softly. He doesn't pull away at all, instead offering a gentle smile.] Sweet dreams, Apollon. |
[ He yawns, sleepiness finally taking over, relaxation working its magic. ]
Wake me up if you're not comfortable sharing a bed with me, all right? Don't let me steal it. I can always move...
[ Another yawn as he somewhat snuggles into the pillow, a gentle smile - a genuine one, for once - surfacing. He's going to be dozing off in a matter of seconds, after that. ]
Wake me up if you're not comfortable sharing a bed with me, all right? Don't let me steal it. I can always move...
[ Another yawn as he somewhat snuggles into the pillow, a gentle smile - a genuine one, for once - surfacing. He's going to be dozing off in a matter of seconds, after that. ]
Edited 2019-11-30 01:05 (UTC)
| | [Ah... that's all really cute... He slowly withdraws his hand, watching the god sleep for a moment. Hopefully, the peaceful way he went to sleep means there's less of a trigger for nightmares to occur, but... Akira will stay here anyway, just in case. He never used his powers on a sleeping person before, but he doesn't see why he shouldn't be able to...] |
[ It's after his talk with Apollon that Nico makes his way over to Akira's room. He knocks on the door and when given permission to come in, enters. Nico takes a seat on the bed. ]
Hey, we have to talk about something important.
[ There's no hiding the worry he's feeling. ]
Hey, we have to talk about something important.
[ There's no hiding the worry he's feeling. ]
| | [There's a blink over at Nico, and he frowns, giving a slow nod.] What's up? |
| | [ A sigh and he ruffles his own bangs. ] It's Apollon. I gave him back the item that allows him to use his godly powers. He's afraid of hurting you with them now if you go poking at his emotions. [ It sucks... having to say that. ] |
[He looks at Nico a moment, absorbing the information. There's surprise and relief in his eyes regarding his powers— followed by confusion. His brow furrows a little.]
Poking his emotions...?
[He glances away with a slight frown.]
I haven't done anything with his emotions aside from help him sleep, which he agreed to.
[A held blink for a moment, and then he looks back to Nico.]
But... it's a good thing he has that back in his possession. [A nod.] Nice job, Nico.
Poking his emotions...?
[He glances away with a slight frown.]
I haven't done anything with his emotions aside from help him sleep, which he agreed to.
[A held blink for a moment, and then he looks back to Nico.]
But... it's a good thing he has that back in his possession. [A nod.] Nice job, Nico.
| | [ A nod. ] No, I know you haven't. But he's aware that you can and that you want to help him a lot. So just... be careful going forward with him. We might have to do this long way, getting him to open up with words first. [ Which he's fairly certain both of them are willing to do for Apollon. ] Honestly, I expected it to take longer to find it. Guess Lucifer doesn't need it now that the game's over. |
| | [There's a frown at those words. A quiet willingness to heed Nico's advice. After a moment, he nods.] ... when I helped him to sleep, prior to that— [His expression tenses. His lips thin. He struggles to put into words just what he felt, but it clearly wasn't pleasant. He finally sighs, running a hand through his hair.] ... I've felt similar things before, but not a case this extreme. I'm really worried about him. And I hope having it helps him, even if it's just a little bit. |
[ It's not pleasant, knowing that Apollon is going to be suffering for longer than he should but... they both want what's best for him. ]
Me too. [ His own worry should absolutely be obvious to Akira considering there's a lot of it. ] I'm not even sure how much of what I know about my world's Apollo is true for this one but we could be dealing with something that's been lingering inside of him for thousands of years. So we'll just have to tread carefully with this.
Maybe being able to help us will help him. Sometimes being able to be useful can be a positive thing for people.
Me too. [ His own worry should absolutely be obvious to Akira considering there's a lot of it. ] I'm not even sure how much of what I know about my world's Apollo is true for this one but we could be dealing with something that's been lingering inside of him for thousands of years. So we'll just have to tread carefully with this.
Maybe being able to help us will help him. Sometimes being able to be useful can be a positive thing for people.
| | Yeah... [He wonders what could have happened to the god. Every time he thinks about him, he almost feels sick with worry. His state had been concerning, to say the least. He lets out a hard breath.] I'm usually pretty direct in my approach, but maybe this requires something more subtle. I'm not sure, since he already knows I want to help and he seems to be determined not to get it. [But then, he'd let Akira bring him to the room. Let him help put him to sleep. Maybe on the surface he didn't want help, but deep down, he craved it. Just nodding in agreement to the last part.] |
[ After his most recent talk with Nico, he finds himself seeking Akira out...
Wherever Akira is at some point in the middle of the day, Apollon will be approaching. He's... apprehensive.
But he takes a deep breath, ensures Akira sees it coming, and then he simply pulls him into a hug. ]
Wherever Akira is at some point in the middle of the day, Apollon will be approaching. He's... apprehensive.
But he takes a deep breath, ensures Akira sees it coming, and then he simply pulls him into a hug. ]
| | [Akira blinks and looks over when he feels the apprehension. His eyebrows raise up, and he immediately gets up from his seat at the library where he was reading a spellbook.] Apollo— [And then the distance is closed and he pulls him into a hug. He takes a deep breath, his own arms not hesitating to come up and wrap around the god in reciprocation. He says nothing for a moment, just pressing his face into the blond's shoulder and relishing the contact.] |
[ He holds him close for a moment, and then pulls back to let his forehead rest against Akira's. There's a long pause...
A shaky breath escapes. ]
Even after how much trouble I am, you still want to help...? Still want to help me find what I don't think I deserve?
A shaky breath escapes. ]
Even after how much trouble I am, you still want to help...? Still want to help me find what I don't think I deserve?
[He lets their foreheads rest together, letting the silence linger for awhile longer. It almost feels comfortable.
He hums softly.]
Yeah. I'm stubborn like that.
He hums softly.]
Yeah. I'm stubborn like that.
[ He swallows thickly... ]
... Then...
[ But a swell of fear and anger and doubt hits. He tightly closes his eyes. ]
No Heart Mend... but I'll- accept anything else you can do. For you and Nico. For the two of you.
... Then...
[ But a swell of fear and anger and doubt hits. He tightly closes his eyes. ]
No Heart Mend... but I'll- accept anything else you can do. For you and Nico. For the two of you.
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