For you, for me, for us

Plague held him tight, and that was enough to ward off the heavy emotions that threatened to crush him. Void struggled with the fact for a long time now, and especially after having Plague beside him searching. The hope he was holding out seemed to slip between his toes. His mother and siblings were likely lost long before this moment and all that was left to find was grief. He hadn’t made it in time, they hadn’t searched thoroughly enough… Void could find a million reasons to blame himself for an outcome like this. Focusing on what he lost was easy, and he couldn’t permit himself the relief that should come along with a decision like this. What it would mean for the future between him and the ivory man that held so tightly to him.

He knew Plague wouldn’t be expecting the words from his lips, Void wanted so badly to bring his family home. His heart felt like it was breaking, accepting the reality was so hard. Plague’s words made him grit his teeth as his chest tightened. He pressed his features further into Plague’s soft white fur as the emotions burned beneath the surface, he comforted him with his quiet words but there wasn’t anything to be done about the grief that gripped him. His brows furrowed as Plague denied him the guilt of it all.

He lost his breath as Plague offered him gentle reassurances, reminding him that he had truly done everything in his power to return those wolves he held so dear. That didn’t help ease the difficulty of finally saying goodbye and admitting defeat. He was glad he didn’t have to say anything, Plague shifted slightly, pulling away enough he could easily see the emotions on his face, not that he didn’t feel them just the same.

The heightened emotion leant to the intensity he felt the affection. That gentle kiss meant so much more under such pressured conditions. Void tried to let everything go, blue and lavender eyes slid shut and he let Plague lead him. After admitting the decision he felt even more lost than he had before. The ivory pelted Abraxas tried to lead him forward, he whispered about the future. What they had to look forward to with a new page turned.

Void didn’t open his eyes for a long moment as he tried to settle his mind from his decision and focus on the good news Plague brought him. They had a place for themselves. Plague was making a home for them. No more long nights and days apart, he could really devote himself to Plague just as much as he had devoted himself to his family. That was what all the work he had done was for, so he could take those next steps into the future with the one he loved. Tears began to slide down his cheeks, burdened by grief but lifted by Plague’s priceless gifts. He opened his mouth to say something but he was rendered speechless by it all. Instead he fell back against Plague’s chest, overwhelmed.