The past and the future are much the same

Hikaru had frozen after uttering the terrifying question, his silvery eyes looking up at him in confusion and tepid curiosity. Mort seemed to have iced over for a moment as well as he thought for a long moment. Hika was holding his breath, but released the pent up air after Mortis pulled away from the sweet, hesitant, and perfect little peck on his lips. A smile began to form over his features at the show of affection, feeling as if no time at all had passed between them.

"I understand, you deserve to have happiness. I know who you are, you always put others first. You deserve to think about yourself.” He smiled again, "Or not think.” Hika went on, feeling like just that little kiss had created his heart anew. He tried to reel in his emotions, there were still many obstacles to overcome together, still many wounds to heal. "I’ll be here no matter what you need. I won’t leave you again.” He promised with a return kiss on Mort’s dark cheek.

"Speech"