"What If..."

Those same annoying tears pricked at his eyes, and despite how hard he tried to keep them in, it didn't seem to matter. He tried to explain his feelings, but it seemed like words were suddenly the most difficult thing in the universe. Not that he was known for being all that good with them anyway. He'd been frustrated with Ignis, mostly because their friendship was put in a weird position due to their respective packs. Ignis had been a good friend in warning him, and he should've... should've what? Been more grateful? Been more anything, anything other than frustrated and childish. Even now he wasn't quite sure how he was supposed to feel, let alone what he was supposed to say - and now he was crying, tears streaming stupidly down his cheeks and he was effortless to stop them.

They only came harder at Ignis's reaction. He looked hopeful, almost happy, but Corvus kept speaking until Ignis looked crushed. "I didn't... I didn't k-know," he started, stammering slightly from his nerves and the emotions that were suddenly bubbling up. "Didn't know you... felt this way." Corvus hadn't known that he felt the same way, either, until Ignis told him. Just as he hadn't quite realized how he felt about Twig until she told him. They were different feelings, but so similar at the same time that it almost made him feel sick. Was such a thing even possible? Fuck, he had no clue what he was supposed to do. Especially with Ignis living so far away. If he was living in Abaven, things would be easier... or maybe he'd be even more confused than he was right now.

"I'm sorry," he finally mumbled after a moment, instinctively reaching to lay his head in the crook of Ignis's neck, breathing hard as he tried to quell his tears. "I really do love you, Ignis," Corvus added quietly. Now he wasn't even quite sure what love meant, or what kind of love he was even capable of toward Ignis, or Twig, but he knew that in the moment he just wanted to comfort Ignis and make sure he knew, despite everything, that he did truly love him.