#` act 3， 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘴 & 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦. ♡

[satoi]

                       ‘     eh  —    ?            this is the right way...    isn’t it   ?    ‘            open.

[satoi]

                      ‘       𝘯𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘤𝘵,     you’re such a cutie  !     ‘        hands clasped tight onto cheeks,    and a matching  𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘢𝘭  of delight...     it was his best work yet!       ‘      b̲a̲d̲t̲z̲ - m̲a̲r̲u̲  fits you  𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰  well   !!    ‘                  @fatedriven​​

[satoi]

ymhal taking him on a journey through the stars. gifts him the ability to breathe and endure the low pressure and little oxygen in space. presents him with matching bracelets made from indestructible material that can only be found from ymhal's time period; there's an unidentifiable crystal imbued with a little bit of ymhal's soul to carry with him.

             he never knew space could feel so fluid,    it's reminiscent of passing water gliding between fingertips,    flush with stardust and passing comets.             @rotdream

            almost like conversing with space and time…     he wonders if this is even real,    to even be up here...    so far from the comfort of home,    but it's only ever found within his company.    even as time fades,     even if it passes in the blink of an eye,     will he realize he can’t live without ymhal anymore?     it’s enough to be obvious,     anyone with two working eyes can clearly comprehend their devotion,     enough to transcend lifetimes...    and now even the very cosmos are in awe of the two lovers;    a life who transcends all sensibility,   and a life now discovering the world’s beauty.      it’s always the unlikely pair,   steadfast like the countless stars that encircle them.     the idol’s body spins in zero gravity,   clinging tightly onto his lover.    the sounds of laughter flutter forth from the bitter chill,   childish mirth and bright eyes.   this side of yuuta always slipped in front of his lover,   simple raw sentiments of unadulterated joy…     not concealed by guilt or paranoia,   just mere simple elation.   ymhal knew this,   these years with the idol only knit their hearts closer,   a patchwork staccato of mismatched characters…   magnetic crochet like space and time,    a subtle hold on gravity now blooming into a fond embrace,   sewing them together,    now indulging in such warm rays.

              how content,    violet gaze surveys all the wonders,     a gift left unimaginable in hundreds of millennia…     and yet,     ymhal had presented this to him in the span of just mere moments...   how could this be?    the idol realizes that this wasn’t just a dream,    not found curled in comforters and the presence of warmth against freckled flesh,    kissed soft and countless times until yuuta could feel it burned on like a brand…     it was real beyond all reason,   unsure on this magic,   only aware of the fluttering heat of the sun,    a fledgling's wingbeat,   and the only question he kept within psyche:    how can people say space is lonely—    when there’s spectacles everywhere he looked?     it's the feeling of cold material around his wrist that brings him back to earth in the sense,   bringing it up to study upon its contents…    the cold moon,    the warm star—   orbiting in a pas de du,    their heartbeats matching the hums of satellites  .

            '     it’s beautiful…    '   plush lips murmur,   as if by instinct,   his attention was broughtto the very crystal,    curiously allured.   entranced by the mysterious aura surrounding it,  as if the capes of the galaxies were veiling it in its comfort…     however,   it was reassuring in a way where it was almost as if he could feel ymhal’s hand in his,   for it to come true...    their hands laced,    now wisteria glances back up,   a moonlit reflection upon his lover’s face,   grasped by soft palms.   something out of a painting,    or a poem unheard,    a mirror with the perfect lighting…    ymhal’s beautiful in every shape of the word,   stoic like the tides,    warm like the mountain streams...      eliciting yuuta to act upon impulse when he does,   stubborn as always…   just to reach for him,   and to bring him into a kiss that would even put venus to shame.     

             '    y’gotta promise me something,   okay?   i wanna stay with you,   ymhal…    so don’t ever let me go.    ♡   '        as his vow's eternal,    their love's immortal—   the stars as their true witness. 

             perhaps if the milky way were to collapse,     if by chance their souls became separated…     it’ll just be for a moment.   as the two stroll along the stellar highway,      they knew within:    this love would last,  even if the last star blinks away,     just as fluid as passing water.                

[satoi]

                            @nvisible​          :                "  come here,   love.  "   law speaks softly,   gently taking yuuta's head in hold as they lay him down onto their lap,   hands stroking rose curls as they whisper,     "you seem tired..."

              such words prompt the thought that lingers in the idol’s head.   and i,   one from spring days,   one from devotion,   soda pop bubbles and sugared lips,   glazed strawberries under a warm sun.   and you,   one from winter nights,   melodies under stars above,   a blue lulling hush and guitar strings,   sweet nothings under a dreamy moon.   we meet again and again,   and this will last and never leave;   it's what us artists call love,   it's what we sing about when the lights shine,   crystal-like and entrancing.   it’s what june jordan speaks of; 

                             i am my soul adrift                              the whole night sky denies me light                              without you

         ‘   mmhm,  yeah,   i guess i am…   but how about you ? you had a long day too,   law.   ‘   it’s a murmur that slips behind glossed lips,   similar to the kindling hue flourishes upon freckled mien.   he begins to shift to become settled within his lap,   guided by the hand of the man who he cherishes beyond all reason,  all comprehension.   so yuuta simply melts against him,   moonwarm,   only to believe there's no other sentiment like this.   the feeling of his fingers through unruly locks,   reminiscent of petals of bluebells among those familiar butterflies.   and he’s now aware of the redolence of the sea and sun-kissed laundry.   all his senses become invaded with admiration,   even the sound of their voice relieves heartache,   the fatigue of the day past.   it’s the comfort it holds,   inevitable that a deep sleep awaits him,  desired among the two lovers.   to love so tenderly and deeply,   the ocean’s depth and kisses lofty like waves along the shore.   the touch of the two bodies entwined,  much like worn pages of a love letter lost to time,   folding beautifully.   yuuta believes in terms,   even the whispers of their devotion would echo beyond innermost caves,   beckoning like a siren's euphony.  what the poets of lives before crave,   how lovers invent love time after time.

         yuuta proceeds to lean up,   placing kisses as light as content sighs against the valley of law’s neck and jaw,   returning to the comfort in his lap.   he believes he finds refuge in their presence,   a sanctuary within azure gaze...   yes,   there’s home inside him,   there always has been.   so heart stills,   and time only stops...   not even seconds go by,

               another thought,  have we been here before in another life?   a fleeting moment?   can we remain here forever?   wishing to remain alongside you,   like a shadow within dusk…   twilight stars,   how we toe the line,   but it’s an ache to become even closer,   always so far.   to yearn to reach farther into very being,   to quiver within bones and kiss the hurt away.   soon plush lashes flutter closed,   only to slowly blink off the slumber,   to look up at a lover with infatuation within violet,   only to ponder how lucky he is,   once again,   how can a mere person feel the epitome of home?   if there is a god,   would he thank them for every kiss shared,   every breath between them without volition,   eternally grateful for all.

                ‘   for now...   just kiss me,   hold me,   and kiss me more...  ’    a mumble hushed against them.   with all this in mind,  it’s almost childish in mannerism,  greed swallowing him whole.   a tug to clothes,   playing with their fingers,   cuddling closer…   in moments like these,   perhaps the yearning to remain close renders him under his lover’s spell,   to desire evermore…   even as the last star blinks away.

[satoi]

                                    ‘     i̲’̲m̲ s̲o̲r̲r̲y̲y̲y̲...      i didn’t mean to get lost again,    all of these buildings look the exact same!   next thing you know i’m,   𝘸𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘩 !    another side of the road !    i think if i didn’t have you with me,    i would’ve been a goner.    𝘦𝘩𝘦𝘩𝘦...    ‘             @nullsekai     

[satoi]

                        ‘     yeaah,    but you didn’t have to do it like 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 ~ !!    ‘     now all thoughts point to worm - infested cakes...    several sweets?   ruined in per rui fashion.      ‘     it was a bad rescue,   it was 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦...   !!   ‘                   @dreamwilt​

[satoi]

                ‘      pupu  ー  !     yachan,    your hair was a mess,   wasn’t it!    ‘           @namenoted​

[satoi]

                     ‘     leave that to me  ~  ♪       i’m the one who found it,    so i’ll take good care of it!    ‘                @hierum​

[satoi]

       ‘     𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘶𝘶𝘶  ~  ...     yoruun scolded me again,    i need a hug,    i’m so heartbroken...    𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯,    how was i supposed to know i couldn’t eat the m̲a̲c̲a̲r̲o̲n̲s̲ ?    they were out on the table for anyone to take,    it’s his fault for not leaving a note,    hmph ...    ‘          @holyrisen

[satoi]

                                     ‘      𝘮𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘳 ?   oh,   i have some!    kenken got me some for my dry skin,    but i’ll let you have some too !   it smells super nice,   right ?    kinda like peaches,    sometimes i have to resist the temptations to snack a bit on it,    ~    ‘              @sofronio

[satoi]

                                    ‘     𝘮𝘮,   these cherries are really good,  yukako - chan!    they’re super sweet,   not sour at all  ~     i guess since we’ll have lots of stems after,   we could make 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘴   —      hehe,    cool idea right?   ‘                 @ymagishi

[satoi]

                         ‘       mmm  ~  ?    oh,   nothing,    𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘸 !     say say,   aki-chan?    pat my hair?    ‘                  @lifesliced​

[satoi]

                              ‘     evacchi  ~     which crepe do you want?    i was thinking we could share the s̲t̲r̲a̲w̲b̲e̲r̲r̲y̲ c̲h̲e̲e̲s̲e̲c̲a̲k̲e̲  one,     but the choco - strawberry one looks good too.   but there’s also the caramel banana one...    𝘢𝘢𝘩,   there’s too many to pick  !!  ‘                @garoette

[satoi]

                                ‘     𝘩𝘮𝘮...    it would make sense to just turn up the heat more,     yeah?     here,    putting it to 500 should be okay for three more minutes!      i guess that’s how it works,    i̲  t̲h̲i̲n̲k̲    ♪     ‘                    @nvisible

[satoi]

                  ‘      come here for a sec  ~ !      i’ve found something interesting !     ‘          @astrise​

[satoi]

                       ‘      eh ~  ,   really !?    don’t hide it from me,   tell me more,   quickly !    ‘              @ray-x2​