#(IK THIS IS THE FLUFFY SENTENCES BUT IM SURE IT WILL GET THAT WAY OK

[universestreasures]

@voiderequiem Sent: 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑-𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐃  𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 (Accepting!)

“Rest now. I’ll be here when you wake.” (divergent, @ prince)

To say he had been in poor health as of late was an understatement. Ever since Zuwijo's reassignment, one he had felt immense guilt about proposing, he had been...punishing himself in a variety of ways subconsciously. This included denying himself of needed essentials like food, water, and relevant to the situation right now, rest.

It had gotten so bad that the doctors of the palace had to place him on a strict schedule with supervision to ensure he got what he needed. This included having someone make sure he cleared his plate, made sure he was drinking enough, and making sure he was actually going to sleep at night. The captain had volunteered himself to help him with this on top of his already large list of duties, another selfless action towards the prince who viewed himself as selfish...

As he settled into bed and watched the other tuck the sheets and blankets around him to keep him warm and secure, he could do nothing but stare at the ceiling. The events of the day when everything changed, and the events shortly after when Zuwijo stopped him from doing something he was told he'd forever regret, replayed in his mind on repeat. He just...couldn't stop thinking about it, even with things seemingly having been resolved.

Except it had not been. At least...not for Prince Velgear. How could it be when the immense guilt he had, the guilt he spoke of to the other, was still present? Perhaps now it was time to finally put this issue to bed so he too could move on and settle into the new norm they found themselves in.

"I still do not...I still do not understand it, Zuwijo..." He softly spoke, looking up at Zuwijo with teal hues that spoke volumes to how he was feeling. "You...You do not have to associate with me any longer. I made that clear did I not? And yet...you chose, of your own accord, to take on extra duties that require you to be in my presense. Why...Why do you continue to show me this kindness when I do not deserve it after selfishly taking you away from the Assault Force? You should..."

A hand moves from his chest to instead lay on top of the sheets Zuwijo had tucked around his form. Fingers move, slowly gripping the white fabric tightly. But despite the firmness of his grip, the shaking of his hands could be noticed.

"You should resent me, loathe me; despise everything about me..." Prince Velgear's head then shifts swiftly towards him, the confusion in his features clearly shifting towards something more akin to frustration. "So...why is that not the case?! Answer me honestly, Zuwijo! I need to know or it will continue to haunt me each and every day of my life until the end has come upon me!"