[The chair's turned and suddenly Atem's faced with a panicking shade with wide eyes, whose tail only unwinds to allow for the movement of his seat without entangling itself.
Remember...where he is? He's in Ryslig, how could he ever forget? It's not good here, it's not...but...with Atem, it is safe...right?
He wouldn't keep Tybolt in the apartment if there was danger. They both love that little lion and want no harm to come to him. There's hands on him, not warm, but solid. Present. Here.
Ryou's breathing starts to slow, but his heartbeat doesn't follow immediately. He's still scared, still stressed. But what he does know is what he would prefer in this situation.]
No. Please...hold me? Like this. I want us to be two, not one.
[He wants to feel Atem with him, but not internally. Externally, he wants to be held and comforted. Sometimes possession isn't the answer. Sometimes it is, but not this time.]
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Remember...where he is? He's in Ryslig, how could he ever forget? It's not good here, it's not...but...with Atem, it is safe...right?
He wouldn't keep Tybolt in the apartment if there was danger. They both love that little lion and want no harm to come to him. There's hands on him, not warm, but solid. Present. Here.
Ryou's breathing starts to slow, but his heartbeat doesn't follow immediately. He's still scared, still stressed. But what he does know is what he would prefer in this situation.]
No. Please...hold me? Like this. I want us to be two, not one.
[He wants to feel Atem with him, but not internally. Externally, he wants to be held and comforted. Sometimes possession isn't the answer. Sometimes it is, but not this time.]