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Mortis

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The Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1Critical Hit!Valentines 2020
02-12-2021, 03:09 PM



It was nice, curled up Hika and sharing his warmth. He had never liked to be in his den alone. In his mind, the bigger the pile, the better. Now Hika was here all the time, and he didn’t have to be alone at night. It made a huge difference to the winged boy, though he couldn't quite put it into words.

Hika was looking at him, and saying his name. The sound a trailing question that had Mortis turning further towards. Wondering what he was going to say, what he needed from the Fatalis. If it was more warmth, he would pull him tighter into the embrace of his wing. Instead, the chase kiss aimed for his cheek touched his lips. His lips, and Hika, connected. For a second, it was... it was… indescribable.

Then panic set it.

He jolted to his feet so fast his head almost hit the roof. He buried his head in his wing, mortified at the rush of emotions that seared through him like fire. Suddenly, all he could think about was Hana. A kiss had changed everything, ruined everything. This hadn’t been the same as the cheek kisses he gave Deathbelle and Magnus. Even if it had touched his cheek. It had felt like something more, like it meant more. Like it held a weight of expectation that frightened Mortis. “Oh god, oh no, Hika. Don’t hate me like Hana does. I-I-I I.... I don’t know how… I don’t…” Why had Hika kissed him? What had he wanted from him? What had Hana wanted from him? He took a shaky breath. Did he want Hika? Maybe. Did Hika want him? Did Hika really know him? It felt like it had been such a short time, each day zipping by so fast. “I know you didn’t like your past home, and you feel good here. I don’t want you to like me because I changed your life. I want… I want you to know who you are here separate from me.” Maybe it was to buy himself time to understand himself, maybe it was what he felt. Everything was so muddled, so confusing.

"Speech"