Vanitas goes on alert he feels Aether kissing his skin, right over his scars, over all the memories of being in that lab and all the pain that entailed. He was once treated as less than human, a disposable child that endured what he could so no one else would have to go through what he did. The pain seems to be less prominent, though, in the face of his partner treating him so delicately. Vanitas remembers Luna's words very distinctly -- that they had wished for him to find someone who would keep him warm, just as they did all those years ago -- and he can't help but find comfort in the gentle way Aether's handling him.
The most poignant feeling, however, is one that makes him feel like he's not so hollow anymore. Every kiss is a reminder of that. Love is such a novel concept to him still, one that he thought he could go the entirety of his life without needing, but Aether makes him feel like companionship is worth something.
Vanitas glances down and watches the traveler continue to shower him in affection. He slowly, wordlessly raises a hand and gently runs it through his partner's hair, lightly loosening some of his braid. ]
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Vanitas goes on alert he feels Aether kissing his skin, right over his scars, over all the memories of being in that lab and all the pain that entailed. He was once treated as less than human, a disposable child that endured what he could so no one else would have to go through what he did. The pain seems to be less prominent, though, in the face of his partner treating him so delicately. Vanitas remembers Luna's words very distinctly -- that they had wished for him to find someone who would keep him warm, just as they did all those years ago -- and he can't help but find comfort in the gentle way Aether's handling him.
The most poignant feeling, however, is one that makes him feel like he's not so hollow anymore. Every kiss is a reminder of that. Love is such a novel concept to him still, one that he thought he could go the entirety of his life without needing, but Aether makes him feel like companionship is worth something.
Vanitas glances down and watches the traveler continue to shower him in affection. He slowly, wordlessly raises a hand and gently runs it through his partner's hair, lightly loosening some of his braid. ]