[He takes a slow, deep breath, realizing how unused he is to this kind of treatment, when the only person who's ever held his hand like this was his sister.
But again, he doesn't pull away. He doesn't want to. Vanitas has been nothing but gentle with him and he's soaking in his warmth like a sponge. He would've thought that he's so starved of affection? Aether wants to laugh at himself, but again, he makes no sound. He doesn't move either.
Relaxing against Vanitas, he wishes to just fall asleep and not think about anything anymore.]
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But again, he doesn't pull away. He doesn't want to. Vanitas has been nothing but gentle with him and he's soaking in his warmth like a sponge. He would've thought that he's so starved of affection? Aether wants to laugh at himself, but again, he makes no sound. He doesn't move either.
Relaxing against Vanitas, he wishes to just fall asleep and not think about anything anymore.]