[Certainly, it's an unguarded admission. Every part of him is right now. Adrasteius and Vietnam were special to him, and he always heeded their counsel, but Setsuna was different. He stood in a class of his own, made Gilgamesh feel as no one else could. Made him feel as though his doubts were foolish, that it was alright to walk hand in hand with others. That it was fine to laugh and to love, and that maybe... maybe...
Maybe someone could understand. If only a little. If only for a short while, before he lost them. That was the thing about human beings: they died off so quickly, and here, they disappeared. What if awoke one day to find Setsuna gone? It's a reality he must accept, so he tells himself he shouldn't come too close, shouldn't let him see too much.
But the reality is he's seen far too much already, and there's no taking it back now.
A soft sound escapes Gilgamesh when he's rewarded with a kiss, like the cry of animal discovering its kin for the first time. It's raw and it's real and it's happy, truly, an indescribable sensation. Being with Setsuna is indescribable. In fact, he prefers not to describe it, as it makes him embarrassed to admit how much the man has caused him to go against his own principles.
Resting brow to brow with Setsuna, Gilgamesh sighs. Someday soon, he'll awaken from this maddening dream.]
I believe you've already decided for us. Go on.
[Once more, Gilgamesh urges Setsuna to make the decision for himself.]
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[Certainly, it's an unguarded admission. Every part of him is right now. Adrasteius and Vietnam were special to him, and he always heeded their counsel, but Setsuna was different. He stood in a class of his own, made Gilgamesh feel as no one else could. Made him feel as though his doubts were foolish, that it was alright to walk hand in hand with others. That it was fine to laugh and to love, and that maybe... maybe...
Maybe someone could understand. If only a little. If only for a short while, before he lost them. That was the thing about human beings: they died off so quickly, and here, they disappeared. What if awoke one day to find Setsuna gone? It's a reality he must accept, so he tells himself he shouldn't come too close, shouldn't let him see too much.
But the reality is he's seen far too much already, and there's no taking it back now.
A soft sound escapes Gilgamesh when he's rewarded with a kiss, like the cry of animal discovering its kin for the first time. It's raw and it's real and it's happy, truly, an indescribable sensation. Being with Setsuna is indescribable. In fact, he prefers not to describe it, as it makes him embarrassed to admit how much the man has caused him to go against his own principles.
Resting brow to brow with Setsuna, Gilgamesh sighs. Someday soon, he'll awaken from this maddening dream.]
I believe you've already decided for us. Go on.
[Once more, Gilgamesh urges Setsuna to make the decision for himself.]