𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐧.

⠀⠀⠀ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 ⠀⠀「𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒖𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒅, ⠀⠀⠀𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒚.」 ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ Post-Radiant Dawn ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ #𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐏 #𝐌𝐕𝐑𝐏 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀↻ + ♡

I live. At what cost.

... Hmph... [Looking away from the blonde to hide his face. Stop perceiving him—]

"It feels as though I've slept for two millennia... Ugh..."

I-I'm merely speaking the truth, Soleil. Nothing more.

That, you are.

"I thought it was food, myself. But this checks out as well."

"Stop being so dramatic."

"I would not call that agreeing but take it as you will."

"I missed you, so much," he murmured, rubbing their noses together.

"...Tsk. Touche."

"I do, and so does the feral white-haired woman's sister."

"Of course it does. How can you focus on gaining those things if you're not well-rested?"

"That is the issue, with all of YOU. Ugh."

Quickly places his hands in front of his eyes, because sneaking up on him too slowly might mean trouble. "Guess who~..."

"A good, quiet one."

Ahh, he almost forgot about that, her having a boyfriend. Good for them. "As he should. You all need your rest."

//Barely alive but we out here 💜

"Your comment. From HOURS ago." Every Dante he's ever met has made his soul ache.

And Soren would carefully hold his hands, pressed up against his face, and leans forward for a smooch.