Cael is the love of my life. Everything about him is just perfect. he is a godsend for me. he is a literal angel who soothes my heart and soul. Every part about him brings me joy. I wish for nothing but to bask in his sound and voice 24/7. There is no other man that can be compared to him. he is the hidden gem, the beacon of hope in my life. My only motivation to stay alive in this shitty ass world is Cael. Just hearing his comforting voice everyday is enough to keep me going. I would not give a shit about anything else but Cael, I would gladly give up everything I have for him. he is my lifeline in this cruel and sadistic world. I only wish for his warm embrace, to be able to feel him, talk to him. I want to be able to hold hands, go on dates, and cuddle in bed together. This is my only desire. I would indulge in his soft thighs, as he gives me a lap-pillow and clean my ears. I want to be able to sleep together with him, as we feel each others breath, both of us blushing. We would wrap our arms around each other as we doze off into the dream world, where we would be dreaming of each other. Cael is my everything, and will always be my everything. To be able to be with him is my one and only wish.
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Twilight finally steps into Loid Forger's home. It was late at night and he thought for sure that everybody was already asleep, save for Bond who might get overzealous and wake everyone up. But the moment he closes the door, a figure appeared through his vision.
It was Yor, putting away laundry. She put them down and walked over to Loid.
"Loid! You're finally back!" She says in quiet surprise. Bond circled around them.
Loid pat Bond's head who then went back to his spot right away. Then he turned to Yor.
"I'm home. Sorry, I'm very late... I must have made you worried."
"Uhm... No! It's okay... You must have been very busy at work. " Yor asked.
"Well..." Loid's voice trailed off.
If only she knows what this man just went through.
"Yes... I had a very tough patient I had to deal with." He finally said.
Yor's eyes went wide.
"Did you have another concussive session with a patient?! Did you get hurt anywhere?! Oh, look! You have bruises! Let's treat you! Sorry, I didn't notice right away. It's dim." Yor stared at him with obviously worried eyes.
Loid couldn't stare back at her, feeling that he might end up letting his guard down.
"N-No! There's no need for that. My bruises are not that bad. I'm just... really tired with dealing with my patient today."
"Do you want some tea before you rest?"
Loid was very ready to retire to bed and sleep away the pain of his arm's gunshot wound. But chances of peace with Yor are ever so rare that he willed himself to stay.
"Ah... Sure."
"Okay. I'll pour you a cup."
Yor seated herself beside Loid on the sofa. The closeness made Loid all tingly but in a very comforting way. For the most of time, they were silent. Then Yor gave repeated glances at Loid.
"Is there something bothering you, Yor?"
"A-Wha-What? Sorry! It's just..." Yor emptied her cup and placed it on the table before continuing.
"Seeing that you can get hurt like this for treating a patient... Are you still okay with it?"
Loid seemed to be caught off guard, he only stared right back at Yor.
"Don't you regret being a psychiatrist?"
The silenced prolonged. The question gave a deep impression to Loid, to Twilight. As if asking if he regrets being a spy.
"Sorry! That was rude of me to ask! I'm not even the one to speak. I'm really sorry! You don't need to answer that, Loid."
Loid also placed his own empty cup on the table. He leaned back and stared up the ceiling.
"No. I don't regret it. Even when I get hurt doing this proffession. Because it's something that I have decided a long time ago. So there's nothing else for me but to stick with it, even during the hard times."
Yor fell silent, her eyes glinting as if understanding Loid's words very well.
Loid closed his eyes and recalled right away what he just said. It was something he just blurted out but it's true. Not only for him, but also for everyone else who decided their own path.
He drew his head back, almost hanging to the side. His mind is in total disarray. His eyes fluttered open in time only to see Yor leaning over him. Too tired and slow to react, his mind suddenly went blank when he felt a kiss on his forehead.
"You did well." Yor said and sat back.
Her calm demeanor quickly turned into surprise, and she covered her face with her hands.
Loid fixed himself in an instant, sitting properly. He faced a very embarrassed Yor. Internally, he was just as embarrassed because of their proximity just now.
"N-No! It's not what you think it is! I just..." Yor said and waved her hands.
"C-Calm down, Yor! Speak slowly." Loid said with a similarly frantic gesture.
After a few breaths, Yor continued.
"My coworkers told me that... a... w-welcome home kiss is a common thing between couples. B-But I couldn't do it earlier and you're too tired from work so I... just wanted to comfort you instead." She said and shyly looked at Loid.
Loid took a deep breath.
"Thank you, Yor. And I'm sorry." He said.
"What? You have nothing to apologize! I'm... the one who should say sorry."
"I'm sorry because I..."
His words trailed off once more as his body started moving on its own. It was as if his arm was no longer in pain and reached out for Yor's face. In an instant, Loid closed off the distance and pulled Yor into a kiss.
It was a kiss that was warmer than the tea they just had. Loid closes his eyes and thoroughly felt Yor's lips, his hand gently holding the base of her head. Yor was wide-eyed for a second before she let herself be pulled in deeper. To her, this first kiss doesn't taste like lemon. It was the sweetest thing there ever was.
All thought is lost, only this moment remains. And perhaps, it's just what Loid really needed as a reward after a hard day's work.
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