diabolizes | pcs with psyche

That's right. Five years ago.

[ He sighs softly, those idle patterns bringing him a sense of calmness. ]

Believe it or not, I'm a completely different person now.

[ There's more pain there, she can tell. So much of his life has been, even if he makes light of it. She hums agreement and presses closer. ]

Hardship changes people, doesn't it? What were you like before?

Carefree, almost to a fault. I'd forget about any transgressions against me the next day because I'd let things go so quickly. Nothing ever really brought my mood down either.

[ And then life happened and he stopped talking about his feelings. ]

I can picture it. I can still see that in you, I think.

[ In a different form now. The cheerfulness he uses to deflect things, the calm acceptance of what's in front of him. She looks up at his face and reaches up to touch his cheek lightly. ]

It's nice to think of you so happy.

It is, isn't it? I don't know if I can ever be like that again, but I can certainly find a different form of happiness.

[ Which is all he can ask for, really. There's no taking back his experiences, or the loss of his innocence. ]

I think so, too. I think the strength you gained isn't wasted, but... I'd really like to see that someday. A peaceful world where you can be carefree.

[ Knowing even a fraction of what he's been through, she can't bring herself to say that she's glad for what brought them together. He would have been happier if it never happened. But, even so, they're here now. ]

[ He reaches out, putting a hand on top of her head, his fingers lightly running through her hair. ]

I think I have a good chance of finding it. Or, at least, I have hope.

[ Which he hasn't felt in a long, long time. ]

Then you will. As long as we have that, we can keep moving forward.

[ It's a nice thought. She leans her head into his touch and closes her eyes, trying to picture what that would even look like. A quiet life farming somewhere? Maybe something like that. ]

[ She would be right—that’s his ideal life, but he’ll take one of relative peace too. He combs his fingers through her hair. ]

We can. I know that you’ll be able to move forward too. You’re strong enough.

[ It's still always a little embarrassing to be told that, but coming from him? She can't help but smile. ]

I hope so. I'll keep trying to be.

That’s all you need to do. Not trying is the worst.

[ He laughs. ]

Wanna take a nap? Or do you want to do something else?

[ He slides a hand to her back, drumming his fingers. It’s up to her. ]

[ Ah, that was smooth. Her smile turns into a little grin as she runs her palms lightly up his chest again. ]

You're really, really sure you're feeling well enough? Because a bed might be nice...

Oh, I’m completely better.

[ He grins. ]

I’m well enough to do anything you feel like doing in this bed.

I feel like you might say that even if you weren't, but... I'll trust you. Maybe I could think of a few things.

[ Unfortunately Kakapo has not thought to develop the sock on the door code, but Waltaquin will forgive them. Hopefully. ]

[ She’s got to, right…?

Wei Wuxian continues to drum his fingertips along her side. ]

And what might those things be?

Something that isn't too much exertion would be better, just in case, but...

[ She pauses in this train of thought, mid-appreciating how cute it is when he makes that face, to give him a tiny frown. ]

...why are you never shy about talking about these things?

[ Why is he so good at being shameless in this specific way, the one part that actually flusters her?? ]

They're merely words, and if I'm comfortable doing the action, shouldn't I be fine with speaking of it as well?

[ His logic makes sense on a surface level, but doesn't hold for most people beyond that, honestly.

Wei Wuxian lightly pushes her shoulder to make her move. ]

Why don't you lay back and let me take care of you?

No, there are a lot of things that are easier to do than to say...

[ But he is a talker. Psyche laughs a little and rolls off of him onto her side, studying him in consideration for a long moment. ]

...alright. Just for a little bit.

[ He grins, leaning forward to nuzzle against her jaw. ]

I may need longer than just a little bit, you know. Will you deny me more time?

[ Look, this is a real concern with Psyche... even if he is teasing. ]

[ She laughs softly and turns her head to brush a kiss against his hair. Honestly, he's not wrong, even though he's teasing. ]

It feels like I should be the one taking care of you. But if that's what you really want, it's hard to deny you.

You give me so much, Psyche. Don't you think it might be time that I give you more in return?

[ He shifts, hovering over her as his hair practically drapes over her. ]

Relationships are about sharing the burden, aren't they?

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