I did. In part, I wanted to apologise for every transgression this month. I know you and others believe actions over words, so I thought I would try to show you how sorry I am. And... in general, I wanted to profess all of that and more, and let you know you have my undying loyalty.
I dislike when you're upset. I suppose you could also say that I just wished to see you smile, and feel your joy.
[Ew. Gross. He releases Mizuki's hand, though, and goes back to simply holding onto Mizuki's waist. Hugging him tight. Laying his chin on top of his head and basking in the moment. You know, gay shit.]
Simply telling you that I love you and that I wish for eternity with you isn't enough. Besides that, I do enjoy seeing your eyes light up.
[ Mizuki lets that just linger for a moment, as he silently moves his hands down to chase Ebalon's. He can keep them around Mizuki, but he's going to do his best to hold onto them again, anyway. So, this was an apology? No, just part of it was an apology. Because of every transgression this month? What did that include? The Clarke thing, sure, but… He squeezes Ebalon's hands.
He's so touched that Ebalon would do all this for something Mizuki isn't really even upset about. He's genuinely so happy with Ebalon, regardless of what other people might think of him. He's just… so in love. And he wants Ebalon to not have to worry about Mizuki. He wants Ebalon to know that Mizuki is happy with him, even if his emotions don't always read as "happy". He wants Ebalon to know that Mizuki loves him and wants to literally meld with this man so they don't ever have to be apart, but more importantly, so Ebalon can know that Mizuki adores him more than he can ever put into words.
So, after a moment of silence and just enjoying the view of little light orbs, Mizuki hums a few notes, low and quiet, before he begins to sing in that haunting/charming singing voice of his. ]
Lay down your troubled mind, We are only kind, And the kindly cease to be, As we intertwine with the universe, In this cosmic symphony.
Ebalon sways side to side, closing his eyes to listen to that siren's song. It has the unintended effect of likely swaying Mizuki as well, but that's fine, isn't it? They can stand here and lightly move side-to-side while surrounded by a bright display of moonlight...
He's always wanted to hear Mizuki sing, ever since he tried to ask Mizuki to do it at karaoke for him and that flopped. It's much better like this, in hindsight; this is a much more meaningful moment to hear one's lover sing for the first time. Amidst the love and warmth is something of a touch of gratefulness, glad that he's gotten to hear Mizuki singing for him. He's so hideously in love. It's gross. It's the worst.
He leans down and kisses Mizuki's cheek, and only when he stops singing does Ebalon bother to murmur,]
[ "Beautiful," hm? Mizuki melts just a bit at the compliment, pushing a good majority of his weight back into Ebalon with a little sigh. Normally, Ebalon would be punched with that drowning in love feeling. The overwhelming whirlpool of affection and happiness and adoration… but right now it's more like floating in love. Submerged in it, still, but just letting it whisk him through the waves. It's serene. It's comfortable. It's perfect.
It's moments like this that he can forget they're on a hellcruise and that it's not just the two of them in the center of the universe. ]
… I've gone and sang for you despite that I brought music up here, anyway. How silly… Uh- why did you want me to bring music up, anyway?
I like your singing much more than I like any other music, I think. I hope you don't mind if I request to be sang to another time.
[Because he's going to. This is a warning. A threat.
Ebalon reaches out to poke one of the moonlight orbs again and watches as it bounces and creates a large but short-lived chain reaction of ricocheting orbs.]
I asked you to bring music so that we could dance. If it were up to me, I would hire an orchestra, but we'll have to make do.
[How Ebalon just thinks this is entirely fucking normal—]
Perhaps, but I didn't have confetti cannons, huhu. I planned something so extravagant because I wanted to show my love, after all. You can one-up me on our third date if you'd like.
[Future dates aside, Ebalon lets go of Mizuki for the moment and slowly paces forward until he spins on his heel and they're face to face. At that point, he offers his hand out, the other delicately resting on his chest.]
'One up'… as if I hadn't put my all into my confession to you, Ebalon. Geez…
[ Mizuki pulls out his phone, holding it up with one of his tentacles once he selects the right playlist (that Rubie refuses to put together right this moment—) that he spent time putting together since the dance back at camp. He figured it'd come in handy, if not for another dance, than just have something to show someone as graceful and elegant as Ebalon that isn't his Electro garbage.
He gives a little curtsy with a giggle before taking Ebalon's hand and giving his knuckles a little kiss. ]
Ebalon waves his free hand and makes the lights shift slightly, arcing away from the duo so that they have a small circle to move about in without causing a chain-reaction here. After that, he twists their hands around so that his fingers twine with Mizuki's, and the hand he just waved about finds its way to Mizuki's waist.
He has just decided he's leading this time. Not because last time was bad! But because he wants to lead.
Nice music like this means a waltz. A simple, slow waltz amidst glowing lights and the crescent moon above, where the water from the pool nearby reflects on their skin and clothes in interesting waves of blue.
There are lights in Mizuki's eyes that draw him in more than even the glow of bioluminescence or even the way he smiles or the way he's dressed. They're beautiful eyes. His, in a way.
Actually, speaking of eyes, maybe he should lift the stupid veil over his face so he can see better? Inconclusive, only gay thoughts now.]
[ Ebalon truly did put a ring on it, but then they went into his eyes. It was a whole thing. At least Mizuki is very happy with seeing the pink rings in Ebalon's own eyes. It's to bad that his bangs are often in the way and covering his face — and now, yes, even a veil. Oh well, maybe this is payback for all the other marks he's left in Ebalon?
Mizuki follows along to his steps this time, rather than the other way around. He's still not super good with such a formal dance, but he's pretty good at following directions. It's probably one of his best skills, actually. That, along with his basic knowledge of a waltz, makes it pretty easy for him to keep his movements graceful. Something befitting this scene. The dress, the lights, the sky, the music… ]
[The good news is that if anyone comes up onto the deck to interrupt their moment, Ebalon can and will murk them on sight with like ten thousand little orbs of moonlight—]
Am I? What does that make you, then? I hope you'll be my prince one day.
[What is this, the fourth proposal? Stop laying it on so goddamn thick.]
When we're out of here... [he muses quietly over the hum of the music,] I promise you that I can and will give you everything you want and more. I'll pull as many strings as you need pulled to be happy. Simply name it, and it'll be done.
I'm just a sea jelly. I don't really have any fancy status or anything like that. Certainly, I'm the farthest thing from princely material.
[ Mizuki doesn't seem to pick up on the marriage implications here. He's mostly confused about that phrasing as a whole. The emphasis on "my"? Mizuki is obviously already Ebalon's. He's not a prince, though? What's happening… ]
Well, lucky for you, I'm pretty easy to please~. You can make me happy even before we get out of here. All for the low, low price of cuddles and kisses, and all this Mizuki happiness could be yours, today! [ He does the TV advertisement voice and everything, laughing a bit at himself. Ebalon… probably won't get the joke, but maybe context clues will cue him in? ]
[Ebalon hasn't seen an advertisement, but merchants in Sander talk a bit like that, so he at least... understands what Mizuki is going for.
He laughs, interrupting the flow of the waltz to take Mizuki's hand and spin him around, letting that dress swirl out and consequently probably slap him in the shins. It's a pretty dress, he'll admit. Maybe he likes it so much because it's on Mizuki.]
My, is that all it'll take? So I can steal you away to my room and hold you for the rest of the night after this, then?
I was unaware that wasn't already on the menu, my moonlight.
[ There is quite a lot of layers and puffiness to this dress that it is incredibly hard to avoid any fabric smacking against Ebalon, but for what it's worth, it's all very light and flowy. Mizuki isn't sure who owns this dress, but they have excellent tastes. ]
In fact, you can hold me until all the universes collapse, if you'd like.
I think I ought to stop it from collapsing first, but I believe I'm fully capable of doing it while holding onto you.
[Probably, anyway. It's not that Ebalon really cares for the universe at large, but he also can't hold Mizuki if it collapses? So...
Anyway, the waltz continues.]
I didn't want to make any assumptions about what you'd want to do afterwards, is all. [Even though he definitely knows cuddling was on the menu, as it was so eloquently put.] Though we're trapped here, I'm glad I can make the night special for you regardless. Were we on Elrios... I might have taken you to see Hamel. I think you'd find the city to your tastes.
[It's been partially destroyed by demons, but don't worry about it.]
There are waterfalls everywhere, and as I understand it, in sunken parts of the city, there are plenty of things to explore. ["Here is my very normal world where a good chunk of the city recently sunk underwater. No one is concerned about this, have fun."]
[ There's a little laugh. ] Were you worried about making it special for me? My love, every night I spend with you is a special one. I will forever cherish every memory I have made with you. And every moment we are together means so much to me.
That said, it's true that this does feel a bit like a fairy tale~. [ It's hard for him to lean up and give him a kiss considering the fact he's solidly at chest height with Ebalon, but he can at least lean up to press a little peck to his chin. ] And, someday, I'm sure we'll be able to see all sorts of things together, too, when we get out of here.
[It's alright, because Ebalon will lean down long enough to give Mizuki a real kiss the moment after. It's deep and slow and passionate, and for a half-beat, takes all of his attention so much so that he almost forgets to maintain the magic lights. Almost. They flicker a bit before brightening once Ebalon pulls away and their swaying carries on.]
You'll have to tell me about your favourite places on Terra so that we can put together an interplanetary itinerary.
… If I'm by your side, Dantalion… if it's somewhere where I get to see this smile of yours, [ If their dancing is going to pause, then he'll reach up to gently put a hand against Ebalon's cheek, for emphasis. ] then it's my favorite place.
I just want you to be happy. If I can have that much, then everything is perfect.
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I dislike when you're upset. I suppose you could also say that I just wished to see you smile, and feel your joy.
[Ew. Gross. He releases Mizuki's hand, though, and goes back to simply holding onto Mizuki's waist. Hugging him tight. Laying his chin on top of his head and basking in the moment. You know, gay shit.]
Simply telling you that I love you and that I wish for eternity with you isn't enough. Besides that, I do enjoy seeing your eyes light up.
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He's so touched that Ebalon would do all this for something Mizuki isn't really even upset about. He's genuinely so happy with Ebalon, regardless of what other people might think of him. He's just… so in love. And he wants Ebalon to not have to worry about Mizuki. He wants Ebalon to know that Mizuki is happy with him, even if his emotions don't always read as "happy". He wants Ebalon to know that Mizuki loves him and wants to literally meld with this man so they don't ever have to be apart, but more importantly, so Ebalon can know that Mizuki adores him more than he can ever put into words.
So, after a moment of silence and just enjoying the view of little light orbs, Mizuki hums a few notes, low and quiet, before he begins to sing in that haunting/charming singing voice of his. ]
Lay down your troubled mind,
We are only kind,
And the kindly cease to be,
As we intertwine with the universe,
In this cosmic symphony.
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Ebalon sways side to side, closing his eyes to listen to that siren's song. It has the unintended effect of likely swaying Mizuki as well, but that's fine, isn't it? They can stand here and lightly move side-to-side while surrounded by a bright display of moonlight...
He's always wanted to hear Mizuki sing, ever since he tried to ask Mizuki to do it at karaoke for him and that flopped. It's much better like this, in hindsight; this is a much more meaningful moment to hear one's lover sing for the first time. Amidst the love and warmth is something of a touch of gratefulness, glad that he's gotten to hear Mizuki singing for him. He's so hideously in love. It's gross. It's the worst.
He leans down and kisses Mizuki's cheek, and only when he stops singing does Ebalon bother to murmur,]
You have a beautiful voice.
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It's moments like this that he can forget they're on a hellcruise and that it's not just the two of them in the center of the universe. ]
… I've gone and sang for you despite that I brought music up here, anyway. How silly… Uh- why did you want me to bring music up, anyway?
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[Because he's going to. This is a warning. A threat.
Ebalon reaches out to poke one of the moonlight orbs again and watches as it bounces and creates a large but short-lived chain reaction of ricocheting orbs.]
I asked you to bring music so that we could dance. If it were up to me, I would hire an orchestra, but we'll have to make do.
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This is quite the scene you set up for something like this, though. I think you may well have topped my confession to you tenfold.
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Perhaps, but I didn't have confetti cannons, huhu. I planned something so extravagant because I wanted to show my love, after all. You can one-up me on our third date if you'd like.
[Future dates aside, Ebalon lets go of Mizuki for the moment and slowly paces forward until he spins on his heel and they're face to face. At that point, he offers his hand out, the other delicately resting on his chest.]
So, may I have this dance?
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'One up'… as if I hadn't put my all into my confession to you, Ebalon. Geez…
[ Mizuki pulls out his phone, holding it up with one of his tentacles once he selects the right playlist (that Rubie refuses to put together right this moment—) that he spent time putting together since the dance back at camp. He figured it'd come in handy, if not for another dance, than just have something to show someone as graceful and elegant as Ebalon that isn't his Electro garbage.
He gives a little curtsy with a giggle before taking Ebalon's hand and giving his knuckles a little kiss. ]
You may~!
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Ebalon waves his free hand and makes the lights shift slightly, arcing away from the duo so that they have a small circle to move about in without causing a chain-reaction here. After that, he twists their hands around so that his fingers twine with Mizuki's, and the hand he just waved about finds its way to Mizuki's waist.
He has just decided he's leading this time. Not because last time was bad! But because he wants to lead.
Nice music like this means a waltz. A simple, slow waltz amidst glowing lights and the crescent moon above, where the water from the pool nearby reflects on their skin and clothes in interesting waves of blue.
There are lights in Mizuki's eyes that draw him in more than even the glow of bioluminescence or even the way he smiles or the way he's dressed. They're beautiful eyes. His, in a way.
Actually, speaking of eyes, maybe he should lift the stupid veil over his face so he can see better? Inconclusive, only gay thoughts now.]
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Mizuki follows along to his steps this time, rather than the other way around. He's still not super good with such a formal dance, but he's pretty good at following directions. It's probably one of his best skills, actually. That, along with his basic knowledge of a waltz, makes it pretty easy for him to keep his movements graceful. Something befitting this scene. The dress, the lights, the sky, the music… ]
You really are my moon prince, Dantalion.
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Am I? What does that make you, then? I hope you'll be my prince one day.
[What is this, the fourth proposal? Stop laying it on so goddamn thick.]
When we're out of here... [he muses quietly over the hum of the music,] I promise you that I can and will give you everything you want and more. I'll pull as many strings as you need pulled to be happy. Simply name it, and it'll be done.
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I'm just a sea jelly. I don't really have any fancy status or anything like that. Certainly, I'm the farthest thing from princely material.
[ Mizuki doesn't seem to pick up on the marriage implications here. He's mostly confused about that phrasing as a whole. The emphasis on "my"? Mizuki is obviously already Ebalon's. He's not a prince, though? What's happening… ]
Well, lucky for you, I'm pretty easy to please~. You can make me happy even before we get out of here. All for the low, low price of cuddles and kisses, and all this Mizuki happiness could be yours, today! [ He does the TV advertisement voice and everything, laughing a bit at himself. Ebalon… probably won't get the joke, but maybe context clues will cue him in? ]
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He laughs, interrupting the flow of the waltz to take Mizuki's hand and spin him around, letting that dress swirl out and consequently probably slap him in the shins. It's a pretty dress, he'll admit. Maybe he likes it so much because it's on Mizuki.]
My, is that all it'll take? So I can steal you away to my room and hold you for the rest of the night after this, then?
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[ There is quite a lot of layers and puffiness to this dress that it is incredibly hard to avoid any fabric smacking against Ebalon, but for what it's worth, it's all very light and flowy. Mizuki isn't sure who owns this dress, but they have excellent tastes. ]
In fact, you can hold me until all the universes collapse, if you'd like.
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[Probably, anyway. It's not that Ebalon really cares for the universe at large, but he also can't hold Mizuki if it collapses? So...
Anyway, the waltz continues.]
I didn't want to make any assumptions about what you'd want to do afterwards, is all. [Even though he definitely knows cuddling was on the menu, as it was so eloquently put.] Though we're trapped here, I'm glad I can make the night special for you regardless. Were we on Elrios... I might have taken you to see Hamel. I think you'd find the city to your tastes.
[It's been partially destroyed by demons, but don't worry about it.]
There are waterfalls everywhere, and as I understand it, in sunken parts of the city, there are plenty of things to explore. ["Here is my very normal world where a good chunk of the city recently sunk underwater. No one is concerned about this, have fun."]
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That said, it's true that this does feel a bit like a fairy tale~. [ It's hard for him to lean up and give him a kiss considering the fact he's solidly at chest height with Ebalon, but he can at least lean up to press a little peck to his chin. ] And, someday, I'm sure we'll be able to see all sorts of things together, too, when we get out of here.
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You'll have to tell me about your favourite places on Terra so that we can put together an interplanetary itinerary.
gay gay gay gay
I just want you to be happy. If I can have that much, then everything is perfect.