[Somehow, somehow, they wind up spooning in their sleep. Zahliya wakes up very early in the morning feeling something (someone) pressed against his back, likely buried in his mess of a mane, and his heart immediately seizes in his throat. He's not sure when he flipped over or when Luca got so close or maybe Zahliya did it himself, and that doesn't matter, because Zahliya's first internal reaction is to freak out and lie there, silently panicking.
God, he's never actually been this close to another person for longer than fifteen minutes before. He and Mizuki hugged once, yes, and that was fine because Mizuki was severely depressed and needed it and Zahliya didn't exactly mind. This is much, much different.
He feels weird. Fluttery, light. Nervous. Terrified? His skin is burning in the places Luca's hands rest. Is he feverish? Dying? Fuck. What the fuck.
Fight or flight kicks in, and normally Zahliya's instincts go directly to fight, but this time... this time, they're telling him to flee out the window, which he can't actually jump out. He's going to need to sneak down the stairs. Oh God what if Luca wakes up...
Zahliya slowly extracts himself from the bed, trying not to wake Luca up. When he doesn't immediately wake, the gargoyle takes off the borrowed clothing, switches back to his own currently-ruined ones, grabs his broken blades, and quickly and quietly-ish (hooves clack) skedaddles toward the door.
It feels bad. He feels bad. But something is wrong with him, and he can't figure it out, and it's better if he goes and dunks himself in the river to try to get rid of the gross feelings rather than stays up here with Luca where he'll catch onto Zahliya's mental state.
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Date: 2024-03-04 07:09 pm (UTC)God, he's never actually been this close to another person for longer than fifteen minutes before. He and Mizuki hugged once, yes, and that was fine because Mizuki was severely depressed and needed it and Zahliya didn't exactly mind. This is much, much different.
He feels weird. Fluttery, light. Nervous. Terrified? His skin is burning in the places Luca's hands rest. Is he feverish? Dying? Fuck. What the fuck.
Fight or flight kicks in, and normally Zahliya's instincts go directly to fight, but this time... this time, they're telling him to flee out the window, which he can't actually jump out. He's going to need to sneak down the stairs. Oh God what if Luca wakes up...
Zahliya slowly extracts himself from the bed, trying not to wake Luca up. When he doesn't immediately wake, the gargoyle takes off the borrowed clothing, switches back to his own currently-ruined ones, grabs his broken blades, and quickly and quietly-ish (hooves clack) skedaddles toward the door.
It feels bad. He feels bad. But something is wrong with him, and he can't figure it out, and it's better if he goes and dunks himself in the river to try to get rid of the gross feelings rather than stays up here with Luca where he'll catch onto Zahliya's mental state.
Maybe they'll see each other later.]