so i've been working through the tged webnovel (really, really slowly) (but im getting there!) (it's been REALLY fun i love their banter so so much i wish there was more of it in the webtoon)
and i keep thinking back to chapter 43, where lloyd is surveying the wetlands and arcos comes with him
i don't really have much new insight, i just think about their interaction in this chapter a lot, especially since it's one that doesn't show up in the webtoon adaptation
arcos going out of his way to spend time with his son, and making him a lunch that he knows his son loved, all as an unspoken apology
because "how could he", right? how could a father hate his son and only start to love him again when success has been found? that's so haunting to realize; that someone you loved so much, someone you raised and nurtured, someone you knew the favorite foods of and why, could become someone you hate. and then, the son you once raised, the son who became a stranger, went and grew up without you.
did i give up too soon? did i abandon my own son? ... what kind of father does that? ... right?
and so he does what he can to offer repentance. he takes time out of his day to engage with what his son is doing. he shows that he still remembers his son, the boy who would rather eat boiled eggs and tomatoes over any other dish. he offers it all in a basket, carrying the love he feels he should've given to lloyd a long, long time ago.
... and it's not even the original lloyd frontera who receives it.
we don't get to know what suho is thinking in this moment, but i think his silence speaks volumes.
... because "how could he", right? how could this fraud in another man's body accept this silent apology that isn't truly owed to him? this man, this baron, this father, is asking for forgiveness when he had every right to be angry with the original owner of this body. and he doesn't even realize, because how would he possibly know his original fate? only you do.
this wasn't meant for me ... right?
but suho doesn't reject him, either. he doesn't interrupt arcos, he doesn't leave. they sit together and eat boiled eggs with honeyed tomatoes in silence.
it makes me wonder what suho is thinking about, what he's feeling, what he's remembering...
because (and call me crazy, call me speculative) heaven knows the love language of an asian parent.
here's some cut fruit. here's your favorite snack. here's dinner. i've brought it here to you.
you're working so, so hard. i'll support you, i'll be here. don't worry about anything else, just keep growing.
i love you, i love you, i love you, attached to every plate.
"this was your favorite food when you were young. ... i should have given you as many boiled eggs and tomatoes as you wanted."
and again, it's a little bit of speculation from me, but i think that's why suho doesn't say no, why he lets arcos make this apology. it's a piece of what he misses most.
and so they both leave a little bit healed. "the basket was lighter on the way home. and albeit very slightly, their steps became lighter as well." it might not have been between the right souls, but it's a weight lifted nonetheless.
... all this to say that i am absolutely MOURNING that this didn't make it into the adaptation!!!
i understand that with comic adaptations, there are going to be some cuts to ensure pacing and workload stays reasonable, but this would've been absolutely devastatingly emotional (/pos) to witness visually,
because what would lloyd's (suho's) face look like? what expression would he make, can we visually see how he feels? and arcos, what does he see when he looks at his son? fatherly love and solemn regret, painted all over his face, what does that look like to the adapter? to the artist? to us?
and in general too, we lost the characterization and relationship of arcos to suho; i really, really wish it made it in :(
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finally home—
synopsis: sebastian is back from his latest assignment and he wants you all to himself.
tags: 18(+) only, sorta nsfw, mentions of nsfw, sebastian sallow (18+) x fem!reader(18+), one-shot, short & sweet
“Sebastian we can’t,” You whisper between hurried breaths. His fingers press into the small of your back, forcing the front of your body to meet his. “We have actual jobs we cannot neglect.” You add as Sebastian’s lips meet your jaw. His hands work on untucking your shirt from your skirt. Pulling the fabric free enough to slip rather cold fingers against your warm skin.
He breathes your scent in like he’s an addict. Touching your body as if you might disappear if he stops. Needy was an understatement. He desired you. You were his and his alone. And he would make that apparent as his hands snake around to the front of your blouse, the buttons being unclasped by his hands.
Your words must fall on deaf ears as Sebastian’s fingers begin to unbutton your shirt rather quickly. You were a professor and he was an Auror, the two of you didn’t have time to be making out in some little corner off to the side. Let alone anything more than kissing.
“We’re no longer teens in the undercroft,” You hum. Forget him not listening to you, your own words were wishy-washy at best; seeing as you did nothing to stop him from advancing. Even as he unbuttons the last button of your shirt, exposing your bra to the open air. “Sebastian are you—are you listening?”
“I’ve missed you so much,” Sebastian responds finally. Lips skimming along your jaw as he mumbles. “I’ve been gone too long.” He quickly adds. Knowing exactly how to play his cards against your own.
It had been some time since the last of you two saw each other, that much was obvious. This had been the longest he had been away from your shared home since becoming an Auror. Went away to work on some long, tedious case to stop some dark wizard or another. But you still had some priorities. Like teaching your next class.
And yet, you missed him too. Missed him so much words could not describe your longing for him. But you couldn’t bring yourself to admit that out loud. Not right now anyway. Not while his hands roamed your body and his lips began to leave his mark when you both should be doing this somewhere else. It was your office, with the doors locked tighter than Gringotts itself but it was still a little…taboo so to speak.
“Sebastian,” You groan softly. His hands move from your hips to your ass where he easily lifts you from the floor. With a little too much ease, he fills the space between your legs, neatly wrapping them around his waist, and holding you up to hang slightly above him.
You barely manage to steady yourself by gripping onto his shoulders but he takes the opportunity in your surprise to finally kiss you. Kissing him was like a breath of fresh air as you mesh perfectly together. Lips so passionately locked, it’s as if every star aligned just right for the two of you. Even puzzle pieces didn’t fit as well as the two of you did.
When Sebastian pulls away his chin falls to rest on your sternum between your breasts. You can’t help but desperately search for his lips once more. You loved kissing and he knew it. A little embarrassed as he catches your eyes while he still holds you up in his arms. “Please. Just a little more my love,” Sebastian begs as his brown eyes look up at you. Dammit. He also knew you were weak to him begging. And god did he look so good right now.
Blushing, you manage to look away from him briefly. Pressing the back of your hand to your lips in some hope to hide your glowing red face. He definitely had you wrapped around his finger. “Fine…let’s hurry. I have a class to teach soon.”
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