i need to start throwing salt over my shoulder or smth because my windshield and computer screen have both cracked this month and i think glass is mad at me
"I'm always soft for you, that's the problem. You could come knocking on my door five years from now and I would open my arms wider and say 'come here, it's been too long, it felt like home with you'.
Sephiroth accepts his desire for Genesis, but don't plan to confess. He spend night imagine that his room not empty, it's full of groans, kisses, mutual desires and Genesis. He gets used to it, this impatient fantasies that left him burnt.
In his dreams Genesis often says that he wanted him, wanted long time. He whispers how long he waited Sephiroth's arms and lips. How good he feels.
It becomes familiar. Sephiroth could live like that until...
Sephiroth lay in his bed, his eyes are closed and hand convulsively brings him closer to relief. This time Genesis was on top, kiss him without restraint and softly giggled between kisses. Sephiroth could only groans and wants more more more, endlessly trying to keep him closer, even if it was impossible.
Genesis's arms lifted from shoulders to Sephiroth's head and gripped his cheeks tightly. Genesis, much to Sephiroth's displeasure, suddenly stop his suffocating stream of kisses and looked into Sephiroth's eyes. He looks at him as if he sees something invaluable... not something, someone. Someone precious, dearest. His eyes are full of unusual softness and care. He gently smiles and...
"I love you"
Sephiroth abruptly opens his eyes. His hand stoped, breath is hard as if he suffocates. He feels shake, he feels nauseous. Thoughts scatters leaving white noise.
And these three words.
With a desperate groan, Sephiroth grabbes the pillow and slammes it against the wall. The force of the blow cracks the fabric, and Sephiroth, sitting, with heavy breath, irrational watchs how the filler falls across the floor.
He don't want to think about it, hear it, pick up new disease. It was already enough. Enough enough enough.
Sephiroth pulls his knees up to his chest and hunched over them. In the lonely silence of the room, Sephiroth hated himself
the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again