"He was her warmth. She was his peace."
Asha doesn't remember anything about her past, all she remembers was that she was always so cold. But when she's with Gale, he brings her such warmth with his touch, his kiss, and even his words. Moments with Gale make Asha forget the darkness inside her trying to claw its way to the surface...
After losing Mystra's love after his accidental betrayal, Gale was constantly worried about the orb, now stuck in his chest, killing himself and many others by exploding. But after meeting Asha and traveling together, Gale fell in love again...and finally felt at peace.
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🌙 - a moment of serenity - for Himeko ^^ - violetsareblue-selfships
Emoji prompts: 🌙 - a moment of serenity.
My lovely gf <3. She and Sotiria get to have a little moment together on the express, you can imagine this being while all the others are off trailblazing
Rating: G
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 895 words
Divider by firefly-graphics
It’s rare that Sotiria feels relaxed. She’s pretty sure there’s an anxiety disorder she has to blame for that, but admitting out loud that she has a problem has never been her strong suit.
Sitting in the parlor car of the Astral Express feels peaceful though. Even when the express isn’t moving there’s a subtle movement to the car. It’s barely noticeable unless you know what you’re looking for, but Sotiria’s been on the express for a while now. She knows the way it moves and shifts, how it’s never completely still.
Sotiria has never been one to get philosophical. She did a philosophy class back in college, and everyone in it was unbearably pretentious. But looking out on the universe, it’s hard not to think about her place in the grand scheme of existence.
She’s a long way from home, and that’s a good thing. Sotiria had grown up looking at the stars from a telescope. The thought of one day getting to actually be amongst them was unimaginable, though, more a fantasy that she’d hold to help go to sleep than something she thought was actually possible.
Sotiria has come a long way. She’s gotten to help a lot of people too. That’s part of being with the Nameless. And it’s never what she would have expected she’d be doing, but it’s exciting. She gets to see more than she ever would have at home, do more than she ever would have been able to while working in some office.
Everything looks so small from here. Ships and planets are like specks hidden throughout the cosmos. Sotiria knows that even being part of the Nameless, she’s just as small as everything else. But for once the thought of being small doesn’t seem like a bad thing. There are so many beautiful, amazing small things out there. To count herself among them is an honor.
“What are you thinking about?”
Himeko’s voice draws Sotiria out of her thoughts.
Sotiria hopes that Himeko hasn’t been here long. She’s not very good at this relationship thing— she never had much experience with romance. But she’s pretty sure that ignoring her girlfriend for minutes as she stares out literally into space wouldn’t be very positively received.
“I don’t know. I guess just what we’re doing,” Sotiria admits.
“Hmm.” Himeko comes to stand next to Sotiria, looking out to the stars herself. “I do that sometimes too. It’s easy to let your mind wander when you’re looking out into the stars.”
Sotiria nods. There’s something about the vastness of space that makes it easier to get lost in your thoughts. It’s somehow both dark and light, with rich dark blues and purples melding together, dotted with bright bits of stars and distant planets.
“It’s beautiful,” Sotiria says. She glances at Himeko out of the corner of her eyes. She’s pretty sure this is when she’s supposed to flirt. “And, uh, so are you.”
Himeko laughs, covering her mouth with one hand. Sotiria thinks she’s adorable when she does that, the corners of her eyes crinkling.
“So are you,” Himeko says. She brushes her hand against Sotiria’s. “If you’d like I could get us some coffee?”
Sotiria is pretty sure that she’s in love with Himeko. She’s not quite ready to verbalize it, but that’s the only way she can think to describe the feelings she has for her.
What she doesn’t love is Himeko’s coffee. As much as she loves making it— and Sotiria does usually love coffee— there’s always something that’s off about it. She’s heard it described as being brown sludge before, and while she doesn’t think it’s that bad, it certainly isn’t good either.
“I appreciate the offer but I think I’ll pass for now,” Sotiria says. She has a better stomach for Himeko’s coffee than most, but even she has her limits.
“If you say so,” Himeko replies.
“But thanks,” Sotiria says. One day she’ll have to tell Himeko the truth about how awful her coffee is to anyone with a decent palate, but that won’t be today.
“You could thank me in another way,” Himeko says, a teasing lilt to her voice and sparkle in her eyes.
Sotiria knows exactly what she’s suggesting. “Alright, princess.”
She has to lean forward a little to get to Himeko, placing a soft kiss on her lips. It’s short but sweet. Another quick reminder that even in all the smallness of the universe, there can be beautiful, wonderful things.
Himeko smiles, wrapping her arms loosely around Sotiria’s waist. “That was a very good thank you.”
“Well, you deserve nothing but the best,” Sotiria states, and she can’t help but smile too. Himeko tends to have that effect on her.
“You can be quite the sweet talker,” Himeko comments.
Sotiria rolls her eyes. “You’re the only person who would ever think that.”
“Hmm. Maybe I’m just special.”
Himeko is special to Sotiria, far more than she knows. Words have never come easily to her, and while she does her best to show Himeko just how much she cares, it never feels like quite enough. Words have never been her strong suit.
So instead Sotiria tries to show Himeko she cares through the little things. Because if there’s one thing that she’s learned from her time on the express, it’s that even the smallest things can have an impact.
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