For you, for me, for us

He barely withheld the urge to run to Plague’s side, but Gloom and Spirit sleeping in the den kept him still as the ivory man paced closer. Void took a couple of steps, unable to prevent himself, as Plague was finally in his embrace again. They hadn’t been separated for all that long but every moment apart was a small eternity. The Destruction man didn’t miss the limp in Plague’s stride, but beyond that he couldn’t see any glaringly obvious wounds. His attention was swiftly shifted from glancing for injury to completely enraptured in Plague’s kiss. In that moment everything disappeared and he was alone in the world with the one he loved. Shiver raced over his skin as he felt the natural pull towards Plague.

Void returned the man’s affection tenfold, wanting nothing more than the sweet release Plague brought. He didn't have to feel guilty or sad, there was a simple perfection between them that transcended all other emotions. Blue and lavender eyes easily slid shut as he blocked out everything but the feeling of Plague’s lips against his own. All too soon the man pulled back, but Void just as easily got lost in his grin as he spoke the words Void had expected. ”I knew you would.” He returned just as softly as he leaned into Plague’s cheek and aimed to get even closer by pressing his chest to his.

The star spangled man breathed the ivory man in as silence overtook them and they simply enjoyed being in each other’s presence. Void was reaching the end of his rope, he couldn’t stay out here looking for his lost kin who by now were likely dead or worse. The toll it was taking on his heart and not to mention his relationship with Plague, he couldn’t continue on like this. Plague spoke again, much like Void had already realized his victory Plague knew of Void’s defeat. There was very little they could hide from one another so deep was the bond they shared.

”No,” he told him just as softly, but the hurt was obvious in his voice. Void hated to detract from Plague’s victory but he went on softly. ”I think it’s time to call off the search.” He hadn’t said the words out loud quite yet, and they cut him deeply as he did. He leaned more heavily into Plague at the confession and struggled to restrain the emotions inside.