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[He's only just managed to recover from the worst rush of emotionality — those words bring it back, threatening another wave of tears, barely swallowed back when his head lifts to nudge in closer.]

I believe you.

[His right hand searches for one of Cy's, fingers curling.]

You would really teach me how to dance?

I'd teach you anything I know that you want to learn.

（ sasuke does not have to search long, he makes it easy, fingers briefly circling in a bracelet around sasuke's wrist before he braids their fingers together and kisses sasuke's knuckles. ）

Any part of me is yours for the asking.

（ except one. ）

[The implication, he senses. Not Kulo Vayn. They haven't spoken on the subject much since the initial truth and history was unearthed, and Sasuke has come to know enough to see when Cy prefers to handle it alone — the curse a few months ago, in particular, remains bright in his mind. He hasn't forgotten the sight of Cy underwater; the rigid, uncompromising way Cy had pushed back on his concern in the moment. You can. I can't.

Sasuke leans, gently seeking a kiss.]

What would you teach me first? About dancing.

（ that kiss is given without hesitation or protest, letting it stay chaste and sweet. then he shifts their hands to the sort of pose one might hold for a waltz, the touch a gentle cradle between them. ）

How to let go. Inhabit the music. Let it move you. You step into it, and it sings along your bones. You just have to be open to it.

[He's pliant to the change of handhold, however apprehensive to the rest, brow a furrowed line.]

Then you'll have to show me. I've never found myself affected much by... music. But it would be different with you.

[It always is. He tugs on their braided fingers, pulling Cy's arm down and around himself.]

What have you been doing these past few days? Were you with anyone else?

I'll write a song just for you. That way you have to like it.

（ that's said playfully, as he rubs their noses together in a cheerful little gesture of affection. ）

And no. I was mostly just looking for you and avoiding other people. I'm kinda tired of the Horny Getaway Bullshit, like — Christ, we get the gimmick, give us a break.

That's a promise, then.

[A song just for him — there's no denying the rush of warmth inspired, further settling the sharp edge of paranoia and negativity from the suit.]

Yes. It feels as though no matter what happens, nothing changes in this place... yet it continues forever. [To say nothing of those guests who have been present here for centuries.] What would you write? In my song.

[Sasuke shifts again, this time pulling out of Cy's lap in order to recline on the cushioned bench — then tugging Cy after him, fatigue quick to fill the gaps left by panic and imagined grief.]

（ he sprawls out alongside him, taking up a broad swath of space and grateful for the fact that these stupid curved benches at least seemed to have taken canoodling into design consideration. he ends up with his head cushioned against sasuke's shoulder, and makes a thoughtful hum of sound. ）

I don't know yet. But I'd probably write it in Chiskikani. Always been my favourite language to put to music. And it's got some interesting words that don't translate well into Japanese.

（ a bit of a laugh. then: ）

'Istibriethalaso'. 'One who walks with night'.

It's poetic.

[The lyrical quality to Chiskikani words can't be denied, and he tries to commit this one to memory — one who walks with night. Suitable, for someone like him who endeavored so desperately to live in the darkness.]

Isti... brietha—laso. [A careful, halting attempt to mimic Cy's speech.] I'd like to learn more of your language, if you permit it.

[With Cy's head on his left shoulder, his right arm is free to wrap around the man, one leg slinging over.]

There's no 'permit'. I'm the only one left who knows it. I'd love it if you learned.

( he makes space, as he always does, and rests one hand over sasuke's heart, feeling the warmth beneath his palm. )

I've been back to Chinoon a couple times since Tak, but... the last time, too much had changed. I had to let it go.

[That grief of loss — it comes from a place of understanding in Cy as well. To have watched a world you once cherished change into something unrecognizable, where everyone you know is gone. It is hard to fathom — but it is no wonder Cy can handle the idea of an inevitable separation.

Sasuke takes in an unsteady breath, leaning to kiss the crown of Cy's head. An echo of all of the affection he has been taught to express.]

Then I'll learn. [Said with determination.] And there will be two people left who know it.

[And we'll teach our children, is the sudden, errant thought in his mind, terrifying because he wants it so much.]

Chiskikani and dancing. Math, French, farming... I have a lot to learn from you.

( he huffs a laugh and leans up into sasuke's space to press a kiss against his throat. )

Not that I want to undermine your determination the old fashioned way, but is it something you could take from my head?

[His brow furrows, serious.]

I could. But... doing that while avoiding him, [and there's no need to clarify who him is in this case,] might be difficult. More than simply casting a genjutsu. I'm confident, but I don't know if you would want to risk that. Me, in your head.

( something shivers across his expression, and he is glad of the fact that their position won't give sasuke the opportunity to see it — he never has much enjoyed what kulo vayn evokes in him. )

I wouldn't suggest it if I thought there was a significant risk. Your safety comes first to me, always. How he's in my head is... complicated, but it shouldn't be something you could stumble into. We can talk about it more specifically if you think that'd help?

( that comment is accompanied by a lift of his hand to cradle sasuke's cheek. )

But I would enjoy teaching you. However it happens.

[Would it be so bad if he did stumble into the part of Cy's mind where Kulo Vayn is imprisoned? They aren't words he suggests aloud, but the thought settles, whether influenced by his suit or not. It isn't like Kulo Vayn could truly affect him — not from within chains, not while Sasuke is using the Sharingan, surely. And that interest in him hasn't abated since he first learned of the more sinister presence inside of Cy, as much because he wants to protect Cy as know him, in every way.

Sasuke leans his cheek against that warm hand.]

All right. Let's discuss it more when I'm not... like this. [A soft exhalation, rubbing his face against Cy's fingers with a thoughtless ease, seeking touch.] I missed you. I always do, when you aren't with me.

（ his fingers rake up into sasuke's hair, scratching lightly at his scalp just for the enduring stimulation. ）

I'm supremely miss-able, it's true.

（ he turns his head, stubble scraping against sasuke's bare chest so he can lay a kiss over his sternum. ）

Sorry I couldn't find you sooner.

It wasn't your fault.

[The fact that Cy had looked for him at all, and with such seeming effort, is more than he could ask. Sasuke tilts his head into the touch. It's impossible to resist that siren's call of proximity while they're lying together like this — the leg he's hooked over Cy hikes higher, pressing the full length of their bodies together in a needy rub for contact.]

Cy. [The quality of his voice changes, a little more breathy.] The suit.

[As if that excuse is necessary for the swing into horniness when he's this close to Cy.]

Mm.

（ his hand stills, gently feathering sasuke's hair into some semblance of being kempt. ）

We're kinda half in public. Are you okay with that, or do you need me to take your mind off it? I can straight up start talking about quadratic equations, right here, right now.

I don't know if that would actually help. You'd still be talking.

[Do you realize how down bad he is.]

As long as no one can see us...

（ that gets a laugh, low with rust as his breath is exhaled against sasuke's chest, and then he straightens up. ）

Okay, okay. Gimme a sec, I'll be right back.

（ don't mind him, he's just going to. teleport out? to only god knows where, actually, but when he returns a few minutes later it's with a... door? yes, he absolutely just ripped a door off of... somewhere down in the labyrinth, like a completely normal person, that's fine. consequences? water those???

the door gets wedged across the opening to the alcove — it wouldn't prevent actual entry unless he felt like causing actual architectural damage, but it would be a heavy deterrent to someone looking for a spot to have a tryst of their own. he dusts his hands off like he has, in point of fact, just solved world hunger and gives his handiwork an enterprising nod. ）

Ha.

（ #can'tbetamed. ）

[Left alone by Cy's sudden disappearance, he sits upright calmly — he may be confused on what Cy could possibly be doing, but he's too accustomed to the man's weird shenanigans to be that surprised when it happens.

Except, no. Cy still manages to completely surprise him.]

Whose door is that?

Ours.

（ he makes a little gesture with his hands, 'tadah'. jazz hands all inclusive, because this man is a fucking clown. ）

For now, anyway.

[... 🤦‍♂️]

Will you put it back where you found it once we're finished?

Depends on how distracting our fuckin' is.

（ he makes a playful little leer at sasuke as he drops back down onto the bench and pats his lap. ）

Now, c'mere, you gorgeous man.

[Horniness wins out against absurdity or embarrassment, and he crawls into Cy's lap, swinging his leg over to take up familiar residence there. His right hand finds Cy's shoulder for balance, until it loops into the full length of his arm to feel the movement of muscle underneath the fabric of Cy's shirt.]

It hasn't all been difficult. I've thought about you as constantly as I did that first month... In dreams, and in my thoughts.

[He doesn't mind being tormented if the content of that torment is Cy.]

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