[Shadow Milk's whole body threatens to stiffen upon contact. it's still weird, being affectionate with Pure Vanilla. but it isn't like they haven't been growing accustomed to each other. living together, on more than one occasion, Shadow Milk has fallen asleep on Pure Vanilla's shoulder, and vice versa. and, rather than shove PV away, Shadow Milk has tolerated the closeness.
probably because he likes it, or something.
it takes him a split-second to relax, which no doubt worries Pure Vanilla. but he shouldn't be nervous, because Shadow Milk isn't pulling away. keeping his eyes shut, he leans in, hands coming up to rest on Pure Vanilla's shoulders and fingers curling around the back of his neck. it feels like Shadow Milk's Soul Jam is also reacting to this kiss. it's warm, kind of frightening!]
( It isn't just Shadow Milk that enjoys it. He's enjoyed every bit of affection that the both of them have shared with one another. It warms him to his very core - his souljam resonating with the other's so easily.
Shadow Milk will find that Pure Vanilla is warm to the touch -- it's how he's always been. Fingers on cheek with shift to hair, gentle carding through soft locks. His chest is swelling, beating all-too-quickly.
Shadow Milk has pushed him away so many times now. Could... this be what brings them even more closer together? )
[d-don't get too cozy, Pure Vanilla! Shadow Milk is just doing this to level up! still, if he were only acting, the Soul Jam probably wouldn't resonate this way, right?
eventually, he draws back a bit, needing to breathe. his cheeks are red, and he can't look at Pure Vanilla directly]
...You're. Better at this than I anticipated.
[why is he surprised? is Shadow Milk imagining Pure Vanilla kissing other Cookies??]
( He's breathless, too -- but that doesn't stop him from looking to Shadow Milk with adoration. Despite it all - despite what's been done - he's fond of his other half. And his souljam -- it feels as though it's only all the more connected with him now like this.
He reaches for Shadow Milk's hand then. )
Am I? I was following your lead. Perhaps... it is because it's us that it felt easy.
as they held hands, Shadow Milk could feel his soul jam beating, almost loud enough that it was in his ears. he looked down and noticed that the both his and Pure Vanilla's soul jams were pulsing together.
after a moment of watching, Shadow Milk lifted his head again and cleared his throat]
( He agrees quietly -- and with a nickname just for him, no less.
But, he does wonder if he feels it, too. Does he feel the way that their souljams are only all the more drawn to one another? How right it feels?
Fingers intertwin with the other's then, squeezing gently before he leans forward once more. The kiss this time -- it's a little less chaste, but it's no less gentle. At the least, it's before he can protest that nickname he's given him. )
[a good idea, since Shadow Milk was quite stunned by that nicknamed. outrageous! how dare he?!
Shadow Milk's eyes shut this time as he's drawn closer, his head tilting just a bit to one side so that he can catch Pure Vanilla's lips properly. as gentle as it is, Shadow Milk cannot deny the way his Soul Jam sings in response. two halves, joined together. the intimacy he's craved.
He can feel the way that Shadow Milk's loneliness has began to fade -- even if it's just a little. A soft sound of approval leaves him when Shadow Milk kisses him properly, fingers moving to card through blue-colored hair gently.
Can he feel it, too? The way that his soul becomes warmer with this much affection?
Shadow Milk's number begins to change then -- albeit it goes unnoticed for now. )
[the warmth is almost too much to bear! it's not burning hot, but it's a lot all at once to give to someone who used to despise such a thing. it's been months since Pure Vanilla and Shadow Milk had their showdown at the Spire, and Shadow Milk had told his other half that he'd hated him.
look where they are, now...
he pulls back a bit suddenly as the memories return, huffing through his nose. the number above him looks like it's trying to change, flickering between five and six. Shadow Milk presses his hands to his head, as though he wants to claw his own eyes out]
This... warmth... In my Soul Jam...!
[tainted............. Pure Vanilla's light is seeping in]
( He pulls back suddenly, and Pure Vanilla can feel the slightest bit of disappointment. But then, Shadow Milk responds-- as he does -- and Pure Vanilla can't help but laugh almost warily at that. Still, his expression softens. )
I can feel it, too--
But, Shadow Milk Cookie, the warmth you feel is not one that you have to push away. All I wish is for you to be able to continue to feel whatever comfort I am able to offer you.
[Shadow Milk wants to push away, but there are weird things going on in his head that are telling him not to. he doesn't want to lose that light, that warmth, doesn't want to push away Pure Vanilla Cookie.
what is wrong with him?!
after a moment, Shadow Milk takes a breath and drops his arms. he seems to be calming down]
It... It feels...
[bad? no. the opposite of bad, actually! his fingers grip around his own Soul Jam as the warmth begins to fade. he wants it to come back... no, don't go away, come back!
his eyes dart up to Pure Vanilla's face again before Shadow Milk launches himself forward. he wraps his arms and legs around the taller man, holding on for dear life, like a koala. then he buries his nose against his neck. for warmth]
( Shadow Milk launches forward, to Pure Vanilla's surprise -- surprise to the point where he finds himself falling backwards. )
Ah-!
( He lands on his side then with a thud, and yet... he doesn't seem to mind. Even as it takes him a moment to really take in what was happening, he moves to wrap his arms around the other. )
[Pure Vanilla wasn't supposed to fall, but it is what it is! Shadow Milk will stay attached for a little while, until his brain catches up with him. for now, he's nosing, kissing, apologizing for knocking PV over. it only makes the warmth in his Soul Jam stronger.
good thing, too, because it sounds like some Shadows are approaching. Shadow Milk freezes, then turns to glare at one of them]
Uh. We're a little busy here. Buzz off!
[with a snap, his own Persona roars to life, appearing out of thin air and advancing on the monsters surrounding them]
( It feels like so much in the best way. Pure Vanilla himself has never felt as close to anyone else, after all. Their souljams seem to be intune with one another, as if they truly are one for a moment. But then, that moment between one another is short-lived.
Oh, dear... As nice as that moment was, they should really focus on the shadows around them.
His own persona emerges then, preparing to protect the both of them, rather than attack -- and Pure Vanilla can't help but notice Shadow Milk's number change to an 8. )
We will have time to resume this later. For now, we need to keep moving forward.
I believe that we've both grown stronger thanks to one another, blueberry!
[Shadow Milk doesn't notice the number change, yet. mostly because he's too focused on the Shadows advancing on them. he's enraged! they interrupted them!
he detaches from Pure Vanilla and floats to his feet, a manic grin splitting his face]
Hehe... Hahaha... Blueberry, is it? You fool. I'll allow it, for now! As long as you don't hold me back.
[he is ready to tear these Shadows apart. his own number finally stops at 7]
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( Sounds a bit like a lie. Pure Vanilla remembers how he responded during the Christmas Party. )
Perhaps we can think of it as a way to continue what was started during the Christmas Party.
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[a slight hesitance, but eventually he squares his shoulders]
I... Suppose.
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If you would like to try to deepen our bond... I have an idea.
Can you close your eyes for a moment?
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so he stands up straighter and closes his eyes, exhaling through his nose]
You're not so clever, you know. I can tell what you're trying to do.
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( Does he? He can't help but laugh quietly, though there's nothing mocking in the way he does. It's a joyful sort of sound. )
I do not mind if you wish to take the lead instead.
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[Shadow Milk continues to keep his eyes closed]
You should finish what you started!
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He knows it feels right. Perhaps one of the things that has most felt right since first stepping foot within mementos.
And so, he reaches once more to cup Shadow Milk's cheek then, leaning forward to press a gentle, soft kiss to the other's lips. )
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probably because he likes it, or something.
it takes him a split-second to relax, which no doubt worries Pure Vanilla. but he shouldn't be nervous, because Shadow Milk isn't pulling away. keeping his eyes shut, he leans in, hands coming up to rest on Pure Vanilla's shoulders and fingers curling around the back of his neck. it feels like Shadow Milk's Soul Jam is also reacting to this kiss. it's warm, kind of frightening!]
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Shadow Milk will find that Pure Vanilla is warm to the touch -- it's how he's always been. Fingers on cheek with shift to hair, gentle carding through soft locks. His chest is swelling, beating all-too-quickly.
Shadow Milk has pushed him away so many times now. Could... this be what brings them even more closer together? )
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eventually, he draws back a bit, needing to breathe. his cheeks are red, and he can't look at Pure Vanilla directly]
...You're. Better at this than I anticipated.
[why is he surprised? is Shadow Milk imagining Pure Vanilla kissing other Cookies??]
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He reaches for Shadow Milk's hand then. )
Am I? I was following your lead. Perhaps... it is because it's us that it felt easy.
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as they held hands, Shadow Milk could feel his soul jam beating, almost loud enough that it was in his ears. he looked down and noticed that the both his and Pure Vanilla's soul jams were pulsing together.
after a moment of watching, Shadow Milk lifted his head again and cleared his throat]
Let's. Try. One more time.
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Of course. But... just once more?
( He could do it again -- and again if allowed to. )
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Y-yeah. Once. More. I think.
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( He agrees quietly -- and with a nickname just for him, no less.
But, he does wonder if he feels it, too. Does he feel the way that their souljams are only all the more drawn to one another? How right it feels?
Fingers intertwin with the other's then, squeezing gently before he leans forward once more. The kiss this time -- it's a little less chaste, but it's no less gentle. At the least, it's before he can protest that nickname he's given him. )
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Shadow Milk's eyes shut this time as he's drawn closer, his head tilting just a bit to one side so that he can catch Pure Vanilla's lips properly. as gentle as it is, Shadow Milk cannot deny the way his Soul Jam sings in response. two halves, joined together. the intimacy he's craved.
the loneliness feels like it's melting away]
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He can feel the way that Shadow Milk's loneliness has began to fade -- even if it's just a little. A soft sound of approval leaves him when Shadow Milk kisses him properly, fingers moving to card through blue-colored hair gently.
Can he feel it, too? The way that his soul becomes warmer with this much affection?
Shadow Milk's number begins to change then -- albeit it goes unnoticed for now. )
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look where they are, now...
he pulls back a bit suddenly as the memories return, huffing through his nose. the number above him looks like it's trying to change, flickering between five and six. Shadow Milk presses his hands to his head, as though he wants to claw his own eyes out]
This... warmth... In my Soul Jam...!
[tainted............. Pure Vanilla's light is seeping in]
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I can feel it, too--
But, Shadow Milk Cookie, the warmth you feel is not one that you have to push away. All I wish is for you to be able to continue to feel whatever comfort I am able to offer you.
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what is wrong with him?!
after a moment, Shadow Milk takes a breath and drops his arms. he seems to be calming down]
It... It feels...
[bad? no. the opposite of bad, actually! his fingers grip around his own Soul Jam as the warmth begins to fade. he wants it to come back... no, don't go away, come back!
his eyes dart up to Pure Vanilla's face again before Shadow Milk launches himself forward. he wraps his arms and legs around the taller man, holding on for dear life, like a koala. then he buries his nose against his neck. for warmth]
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Ah-!
( He lands on his side then with a thud, and yet... he doesn't seem to mind. Even as it takes him a moment to really take in what was happening, he moves to wrap his arms around the other. )
... I am not going anywhere. That is a promise.
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good thing, too, because it sounds like some Shadows are approaching. Shadow Milk freezes, then turns to glare at one of them]
Uh. We're a little busy here. Buzz off!
[with a snap, his own Persona roars to life, appearing out of thin air and advancing on the monsters surrounding them]
So rude! Peeking in on our private moment!
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Oh, dear... As nice as that moment was, they should really focus on the shadows around them.
His own persona emerges then, preparing to protect the both of them, rather than attack -- and Pure Vanilla can't help but notice Shadow Milk's number change to an 8. )
We will have time to resume this later. For now, we need to keep moving forward.
I believe that we've both grown stronger thanks to one another, blueberry!
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he detaches from Pure Vanilla and floats to his feet, a manic grin splitting his face]
Hehe... Hahaha... Blueberry, is it? You fool. I'll allow it, for now! As long as you don't hold me back.
[he is ready to tear these Shadows apart. his own number finally stops at 7]
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Pure Vanilla can't help but laugh cheerfully then, his persona moving forward. )
It thrills me that I can fight by your side! Do not worry. I shall protect you as we move through this maze.
Shall we start?