For you, for me, for us

Plague could feel how overwhelmed Void was by it all without him saying a word and was more than willing to let him fall back into his chest, his forelegs wrapping around him tightly and protectively. He just wanted to hide this man away from everything that hurt him and make sure that he felt nothing but joy for the rest of his days. He knew that dream was unrealistic and he acknowledged how it was impossible, but that didn't make him want it any less. In a way it made him momentarily feel resentful toward their families that continued to pull them away from one another, keeping them tied up in responsibilities and worries. The flash of emotion came and went quickly, shoving it away for being incredibly ridiculous. Family came first. He knew that to be true, no matter how much it hurt at times.

He gently stroked Void's back when he felt his love's tears dampening the fur on his chest, tucking his head down over Void's to hold him tighter. "Whenever you're ready," he told him gently, speaking quietly into the man's ear, "I'll be waiting for you in our new home. Go back and forth to Abaven as much as you need. Stay there when you have to. Don't abandon your siblings on my account. But... when you're ready... I'll be there." He squeezed Void again in his embrace, giving his ears gentle licks as he groomed them, holding his precious Milky Way wolf against him as if he might drift away if he didn't. "I love you," he whispered softly, his claws gently running through his fur, soothing the man who made him whole.

Plague | Viridis | Procella