At home in your arms

Mojito · Updated 04/30/23:

Hearing his name was all it took. He'd been wrapped up in his pondering but the moment he heard that soft voice lifting to call to him he spun to face the freckled man. For a split second he wasn't processing what he saw, even though it was logical... Even though it made total sense he'd been so deep in his own stress that seeing Satoru right there in front of him felt too easy, too much like fantasy. But all that passed in a single moment and he was moving before he even realized it, face splitting into a smile as he helped to close what little gap remained he nearly flung himself into the man, though he did not say it right away it was obvious he too had been desperate to find himself in Satoru's arms once again. "I had prayed it wouldn't be long." He said softly. Wanting nothing more than to simply envelope himself in the man and float in that bliss. But Mojito knew he couldn't, the longer he let himself sit in this moment the harder it would be to say what he had to say.

Better to do so now than later. "How does it feel to be a free man?" His tone was light, a grin on his lips. "You may go wherever you wish!" A pause, and when he spoke again his tone was softer, less sure. Mojito was not a man used to voicing his own desires, he pushed those down, put others ahead of himself. But right now? Right now he was speaking for himself. "Though of course there's already room for you here with me if you wish." It was incredibly roundabout. He was trying to both say he hoped Satoru would choose to stay and trying to start cordoning off his emotions if he chose not to.

"But I'm not- I am committed to staying here in Valta for the foreseeable future. Asla is a fair wolf, she's about one of the only wolves I really trust but she is still a Fatalis and this pack is still Armada affiliated. I made a promise to... to my daughter and breaking it would hurt her in a way I don't think I could stand so... I am staying." Had he mentioned Satira to the freckled man before now? He couldn't remember and too late now, the words tumbled out of him, his voice hitching upwards as he tried and failed to keep his emotions under control. He turned his gaze towards the man and said plainly but honestly: "Satoru I love you too much to make you stay in a place still so closely tied to an Armada pack, tied to your captors, just because it would make me happy. I want you to be happy too." So there it was. Mojito was honestly too trapped in his half heartbreak half hopeful feelings to realize that not only had he said it, said he loved the man but that he was probably also saying it sooner than would otherwise be advised. Maybe it was a blessing he was emotional right now, meant he wasn't adding extra anxiety on the pile of mess. He watched the freckled man intently, wanting to kiss him, wanting to hold him, wanting to drink up every inch of him... Something that also was plain as day on his face, even as he kept himself apart. To spare them both.

Mojito & Nao

Art by MarkLix

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