（ cy crowds in close. in the strictest sense, he can't use his body as a shield here — but if there is a moment when sasuke's hand tightens on his, or when a step seems to stutter past a certain place where the fall of a body might have once held ground — those are the times that cy lifts their hands to press a kiss to his knuckles, or butts his head down against sasuke's own, gentle and grounding.
there is beauty here, but he can't say the parallels to aikelyk settle the soul. whether it's some reedy thread of sasuke's own feelings on the matter buoyed up under the illusion, or his own experiences with places of death and violence, but it's not entirely unlike setting foot on hallowed ground.
like sasuke, he does not try to speak. when they reach the house that's built out with that much more detail, that much more love — he knows. home. and as they stand on the engawa, cy settles an arm around sasuke's shoulders and pulls him close. ）
It's beautiful.
（ sasuke does not need to tell him that he's never shown anyone else this place like this. some things can simply be known. the scent of the flowers suffuses the air, the gentle sound from the ponds and the deer-scarer that clacks rhythmically as it fills and empties, fills and empties.
he wants to go inside. but instead, he just sits down at the edge of the porch, tugging sasuke down with him, in against him. so they can overlook the beautiful yard and its gardens and its swimming koi, and while away time. ）
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there is beauty here, but he can't say the parallels to aikelyk settle the soul. whether it's some reedy thread of sasuke's own feelings on the matter buoyed up under the illusion, or his own experiences with places of death and violence, but it's not entirely unlike setting foot on hallowed ground.
like sasuke, he does not try to speak. when they reach the house that's built out with that much more detail, that much more love — he knows. home. and as they stand on the engawa, cy settles an arm around sasuke's shoulders and pulls him close. ）
It's beautiful.
（ sasuke does not need to tell him that he's never shown anyone else this place like this. some things can simply be known. the scent of the flowers suffuses the air, the gentle sound from the ponds and the deer-scarer that clacks rhythmically as it fills and empties, fills and empties.
he wants to go inside. but instead, he just sits down at the edge of the porch, tugging sasuke down with him, in against him. so they can overlook the beautiful yard and its gardens and its swimming koi, and while away time. ）