you can't spell "alone" without "leon" (
discard) wrote in
realpolitik2015-10-16 11:13 am
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
Leon Magnus | Stahn Aileron | 071

[this is a catch-all for boyfriends
here's a list
- ice cream ✓
- seasickness
- stahn sacrifice ✓
- reunion: judas ✓
- taming stahn's hair ✓
- piggyback rides ✓
- just imagine
- family dinner
- why is there pow hammer
- possessive leon
- apologies
- post-barbatos afterlife meeting
- AND MORE]
no subject
Maybe a confession, after all of this, from Leon.
A guarantee of what they are.
Though that's basically already happened now, but that had been Leon's plan. For now, though... he just presses their lips together once more, incredibly briefly, and then he releases Stahn's face and looks at him surprisingly steadily.]
Do not misunderstand me. It isn't that I'm not prepared for this.
[...well maybe it is a little bUT NOT THE POINT.]
It is that I know we will win. So there is no reason to allow this to distract us when we will have time in the future to discuss it.
[He's just...going to try to exude confidence, until Stahn has some of it too.]
no subject
[why does he feel so sheepish?
it's strange, feeling the roles getting reversed like this—that's what stahn thinks. he's usually in enough control of his emotions to not be so weak, so vulnerable...
and even though leon isn't taking advantage of it by any means, the strange feeling makes him want to dip his head again. stahn will be okay, but right now, he's tired and drained emotionally, and it's hard for him to process what he should and shouldn't be doing right now. he appreciate's leon's efforts though, because he can feel the sincerity behind them. he swallows thickly, nodding his head.
this role reversal isn't getting any easier.]
Right. I just thought— [that saying what he felt now would clear up what he wanted.
but stahn shakes the thought off, knowing it's not what leon wants to hear right now.]
Mm... We'll talk about later. When... this is all over.
no subject
After all of that, Leon still hasn't succeeded in making him feel better.
His lips twitch downwards into a slight frown, before he looks away, nodding simply. Then there's not a lot more he can do for Stahn, he thinks; he'll be there for him, obviously, but that was the best he could do, and it's becoming very clear that he has no idea what he's doing at all.
Frustrating. He's used to being better than this.
So, quietly, he clears his throat.]
...Yes. Later. Later, we will speak about it all properly, and many more things, as...we will have the time to do so.
no subject
he still feels so strange about things, and he isn't thinking that maybe it's just the exhaustion from how poorly he slept really sinking in. how can anyone hold onto their sunshine when they feel like they just want to crawl back into bed?
but leon is trying to hard. he's said so much. he's sought out words to try and ease stahn's concerned, he's provided gentle and warm kisses, he's wiped stahn's tears and is trying to make promises for their future together. it's a lot, and for someone like leon who doesn't have much in the way of experience with this sort of thing, stahn knows that he's trying his absolute best to help.
so stahn is shifting to cup his hand on leon's cheek before leaning in to press their lips together lightly. and then, just over a whisper:]
Thank you. [for trying so hard.]
no subject
But the thanks...that's sincere too, right?
Would it be presumptuous to think that he helped...? Even if just a little? At this point, Leon doesn't really know.
But he knows that he can't dwell on it. Just like Stahn, he has to pick his head up and try his best. They have to handle what's ahead of them first, and then... everything else can come after.
So he meets Stahn's gaze, and he nods, as certainly as he can.]
After--after, we will have more time to just...speak together.
[It's a promise.]
no subject
Right. When it's just us, and we have all the time to talk about things. [stahn confirms it. he knows he's been doing pretty poorly all the while, but he wants to show leon that he'll be okay.
every attempt to try and convey that, he's slipped and cracked a bit; he's probably causing leon too much worry and leaving him feeling like he's not helpful all the same—stahn understands that feeling, so he steels his gaze a little. it's a bit forced, but stahn is trying too, because he knows that it's something he needs—that they both need right now.]
For now, we should get ready and see how the others are doing, right?
no subject
[They weren't perfect--their coping wasn't completely and totally flawless. They're still upset, and grieving and mourning. Stahn's not fine, Leon's not fine.
But they tried.
And maybe they're a bit better off than they were before--and Leon thinks that will be enough for them to face the others and the tasks that lie before them today.
So Leon sighs, and pushes himself off the bed, and nods to Stahn.]
Let's go.
[At least...they'll have things to discuss and figure out when the situations isn't so terrible. Hopefully that promise will be enough to keep them going.]