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(Siffrin) {Mal Du Pays} <Null> |Asterion| [Loop] [(Saffron)]

[A:3 C:51]

"I-I'm just, worried. . ."

". . Me too, Sif."

(You and Isabeau were getting ready to sleep; teeth all brushed and picked. Now you were just chatting while getting into your sleepers. The house only had three bedrooms. Ramos was still holed up in their room, the siblings and Mirabelle took the master bedroom, and Odile happily took the smaller guest room. That left you and Isabeau with the couch.)

". . . Do you think they'll come out tomorrow?" (You continue, putting your shirt on.) "It's just, been a whole day, s-so. . ."

"I, hope so." (Isa sounds as worried as you are.) "If they don't come out tomorrow, lets try and cheer em up, okay?"

"Sounds like a plan. All dressed by the way."

"Same here!" (With that you turn around to see Isabeau all cute and ready for a good nights rest. Stars. . .)

". . ." (You glance at the couch.) ". . . Heh, I think it'll be a squeeze."

"Well I think we can work it out." (He smiles, laying down on the couch with his arms open.) "See? Plenty of room!"

"O-oh-!" (You stand up very straight, face feeling hot.)

". . . Too much?"

"N-nonononononotatall!" (You go over and collapse into his arms. And moment later, the warm blankets were holding you both close.)

(You're both quiet, probably very, very embarressed. Isabeau puts a hand on your head. You shift a bit and look up at him. Stars, he's so, so cute. . . You're not sure how you survived all these years, all those loops, without being close like this.)

". . . You're, really soft." (You mumble.)

"!!!!!" (His face lights up, then looks away.) "W-well, uh, you're, you're really warm?"

(You laugh softly at that.) "You're warm too, Isa~"

"H-hey-" (He covers his face with the free hand.) "No fair."

"What, you want me to call you cute, next?" (You giggle.) "Or maybe, I could. . ."

(He glances at you, still hiding behind the hand.) ". . . Y-you could. . ?"

"Maybe. . ." (You reach up, putting a hand over the one he was hiding behind. You move up, getting face to face.)

(He moves his hand away, blushing hard. Your heart was pounding, he was so cute, so kind and nice, and, understanding! You could trust him! A-and, you wanted, to. . .)

(Your hand moves down the side of his head, down to his neck. You lean down, closer, closer, closer--)

[(Your eyes are bigger than your stomach.)]

(You jolt back, excitement replaced by terror. That look on his face, those wide eyes, it was, it was, like, like, n-no you, you didn't, you didn't do anything you didn't want to hurt him you didn't want to you didn't you didn't want to, t-to)

"Hey hey it's okay, it's okay, it's okay." (He talked so softly to you, a hand gently touching your cheek.) "It's alright, I promise, okay? I'm okay, you're okay, right?"

(Your heart won't stop beating. You lean into his touch. . .)

". . . . . Bad memory?" (He asks.)

(You nod.)

"Wanna talk about it?"

(. . . You, nod-)

"I'm not forcing it, okay? You don't need to right away, okay?"

(. . .) "O-okay. . ."

(You slowly relax, laying on Isabeaus chest, listening to his heart. Its beating drowned out your own.)

". . . W-we can, talk about it, tomorrow?"

". . ." (You feel his hand in your hair again. You close your eye.) "Yeah. . ."

"Sleep?" (Isa asks.)

"Mmhm. . ."

"Okay, g'night, Sif." (He moves, and blows out the lamp giving light.) "I, I love you, Siffrin."

"I love you too, Isa. . ." (Your body felt so heavy, sleepy. . .) "I wanna, kiss, you. . ."

(Before you knew it, you were asleep.)

>>>

(You were staring at the wall in the middle of the night.)

(Isabeau was still fast asleep, lucky guy, but you had a nightmare. You couldn't get to sleep again, so, you just, stared at the wall. Not wanting to disturb him.)

(. . . You were starting to get used to the noises of the night, it was a whole lot of nothing.)

(. . . Heh, nothing.)

(. . . . . .)

(Why were you scared about kissing him? It wouldn't happen again. He wanted to kiss you, you wanted to kiss him. So why. . .)

(You close your eye again. Maybe this time. . .)

(. . . . . . . . . . .)

(. . . . No, that, wasn't going to work. You sigh softly. If you couldn't sleep, then maybe at least you could go stargazing. Yeah, that might help. Or make it worse. . . You really should stay here, or just stargaze in the front garden, but. . .)

(. . . Oh blind it all- You move very, very slowly. Carefully plucking yourself from the arms of the gentle giant Isabeau. You place the blanket over him, he was still fast asleep. You lean down to plant a kiss on his forehead, hesitate, then move to the stairs. You want to get onto the roof, as close as you could be to the stars.)

(You were very careful not to make a sound, sticking to the side of the staircase where the wood was sturdy. There was a window at the end of the hall. Yeah, that should work.)

(You walk slowly down the hall. Past the master bedroom, guest room, and, Ramos' room. . . You pause at their door. Maybe you could check on them, just in case! Y'know, if they want to. . . Nevermind.)

(You turn to continue walking down the hall when you hear it. A soft sound, a soft, crying? You pause, listening, that was definitely crying. You turn back to the door and put an ear to it.)

(. . . .)

(You take your ear back, and place your hand over the door handle, and. . . You breathe in, and out. You open the door.)

(The room was a nice size, it had a queen sized bed, some art on the walls, alongside a darkless mask. There was a bookshelf, and a desk; as well as a bucket in the corner with gardening tools. Toy weapons leaned on a wall, and, stepping in further, you could see some playing cards had fallen from the desk.)

(there was a person shaped lump in bed sheets making a quiet sobbing noises. You carefully close the door behind you and step closer.)

". . . Ramos?" (You whisper.)

(The lump moved a little.)

". . . Can't sleep?"

(The lump mumbles something. You step closer.)

". . . Do you, want to, talk about it?"

". . ." (The lump curls up tighter) ". . . Go away."

(Oh. . . You look away, rubbing your shoulder.) ". . W-well, if I could help, with. ."

"I said go away." (They were getting more annoyed.)

(You look at the door leading out. Maybe you should. . .)

(No. You're not running away from this. You sit down on the bed.) "I'm, not going to just go away, Ramos."

". . ."

". . ." (You take a small breath.) ". . . I'm sorry about Eri, Ramos."

". . . Why are you talking to me?"

(You pause, then reach out, and place a hand on their shoulder. Or what you presume to be their shoulder.) "Because, because you're important to me, Ramos."

". . . Don't lie to me." (The lump shifts, and eventually Ramos' head pops out from the covers. They looked very tired, like they had been crying all day.) "J-just, just go away already."

"Huh?!?" (Lie?) "I'm not lying to you, Ramos, I promise you really are important to me-"

"No I'm not!" (They cut you off, and look away.) "I'm nothing to you! A nobody, a weed, a stagehand."

"That's not true!" (You move a bit closer to them.) "Y-you're, really important. And you've helped so much already, s-so. ."

"You have your perfect little family already, it's fine." (They hold their head down.) "It's FINE! I'm just stupid for trying to butt in on that. Why would you want me anyways."

"But I-"

"Stop talking and go away!" (They rub their hair in frustration.) "Why are you teasing me like this. I'll just, stay in this room till I die. That's what I'll do! It's fine because I'll just be ignored like how you ignored that stupid blinding crush!"

(They cut you off again.) "Yeah let's just ignore it and let you figure it out! Sure, how funny! A funny prank to play on me, you'd just leave me here once we got here, huh? And avoid the topic at all costs?!? Just say you don't love me already and get it over with!!"

(They're crying, breaking down, head in their hands. You, you didn't know what to tell them. If they didn't believe you, then, then. . . .)

(. . . No, no you knew what you had to do. You pull yourself fully onto the bed and reach out to them.)

". . . Ramos." (You say in a steady voice.) "Look at me."

"No!" (They recoil.) "Just, just--"

"Ramos." (O-kay that was a new tone of voice.) "Look. At. Me."

(They stay still for what felt like several minutes, until they slowly turned to look at you. You put a hand on each of their shoulders.)

(You looked at them dead in the eye.) ". . . I'm sorry. Okay?"

". . . . Why. . ?" (Ramos looked away.) "You didn't. . ."

"Look at me." (They wince, and look at you. You continue.) "I'm sorry, because I didn't tell you what our plan was, okay?"

". . . Plan?"

"Yeah! Well, deal, really." (You smile softly, keeping your eye on Ramos.) "The others had until we got here to give me a good reason not to, w-well, y'know. . . And, if, they didn't find anything, then after I talked to Eri, I could. . ."

". . ." (Ramos looks away, sad, then back to you when you breathe in.) ". . . Y-you, were thinking, about. . ."

"Every day." (You move a bit closer.) "I, I've been thinking about it every day. Every moment. Every second I wished that they wouldn't find anything. I hoped that I wasn't just being a hopeful idiot."

(They don't respond. You continue.) ". . . D-do, do you know what they found, Ramos? All that intimidation, all their digging, all those threats?"

". . . What did they. . ?"

(You smile.) "Nothing."

(Ramos' eyes widen a little, you continue talking.) "They couldn't find a single little reason to not trust you."

". . . B-but-"

"And," (You interrupt.) "I, also found something out, too, okay?"

". . . S-siffrin. . ."

"Ramos. . ." (Your heart was beating faster than it ever had before. Here goes nothing.) "I. . . I. . . I-I. . ."

"Siffrin, y-you don't, need to-"

"I love you, Ramos."

(It's like time stopped. The words left your mouth, you couldn't stuff the back in now. You weren't going to loop back, you weren't going to try and cover yourself. It was the truth. It was what you needed to say. What you needed to get out.)

(Ramos' face was impossible to read. The emotions they must be feeling right now, after everything they've gone through. . . But, you said it. You said it, and you were going to stick with them.)

"You. . . ." (They're breathing faster and faster.) ". . . Y-you, you don't, d-don't need to, to. . ."

"I'll say it again if you want." (You smile big and wide.) "I love you."

"B-but you, you don't! Right?!?" (They're hyperventilating, putting a shaky hand to your arm.) "You don't, d-d-don't need to fake that t-to make me feel b-b-better!"

"I'm not faking it." (You laugh a little.) "I'm serious. Super serious, super duper serious."

"D-don't lie to me!!" (They push one of your arms off and look away.) "I-is this a prank?!? W-who, who put you up, to. ."

"Ramos! I'm not-"

"I don't believe you!"

(. . . BLIND IT ALL! FINE!)

(You shuffle closer.) "I could kiss you, would that prove it?"

(Ramos head whips back around, eyes very wide.) ". . . P-please stop messing with me."

"I'm not messing with you." (You lean in, slowly.) "Do you want me to kiss you?"

"I-" (They're shaking so hard, and finding it hard to talk.) "B-but, y-you don't. . ."

"I do."

"But-"

"I really, really do."

"I-I-- But, you DON'T!! I know you don't love me so, s-so--" (Ramos looks at you, then away, back, away, back, and then shuts their eyes tight and groans, ruffling their hair.) "Fine!! If you really do love me then just kiss me!! But you wont because I know you don't really-"

(You shut them up with a kiss.)

(For the second time in the night, everything stopped. In that moment, you could have heard a fly cough. You hold the kiss for a few moments, your mouth on theirs. You didn't push hard, just, holding it there, until, eventually, you pull away.)

(Ramos didn't move, the shock on their face was as obvious as the sun in the sky. You rub your mouth, blushing like crazy. Parts of your head were screaming in embarressment, you ignored them.)

". . . I guess, I really do love you." (You giggle softly, and move closer.) "Still there, Ramos?"

(They nod shakily.)

". . . Was that okay?"

(There's a pause, then another nod.)

"Okaygood- U-uh, do you still not believe me?"

(. . . Ramos shakes their head.)

"Having trouble talking?"

(Another shakey nod, you giggle again, then lean in closer.)

"Oh wait I know, I probably just stole your voice, sorry. Here, let me put it back." (You kiss them again.)

(This time you hear a squeak, and it takes you a second to realize it came from Ramos. A few seconds later, you felt an arm around your back.)

(You pull away again.) "Better?"

". . . . Y-yeah-" (They squeak again, breathing very, very fast.) ". . . Uh, S-siffrin. . ?"

"Yeah?" (Your arms move to wrap around them.)

"I-I. . ." (Ramos moves closer, embracing you in both arms now.) "I. . I-I love you, Siffrin."

"I love you too, Ramos." (You put your forehead to theirs.) ". . . More kisses?"

"Please-"

"Coming right up~"

>>>

(Isabeau)

"Have you guys seen Sif?"

(Bonnie and Nille were up early making breakfast. Through some miracle, they hadn't woken you up with all their moving around and sibling banter.)

"Nope." (Nille comments, beating some eggs.) "I think they mighta' gone out early."

"Nuh uh!" (Bonnie pipes up.) "Cloak's still here, dagger too."

"Huh! Weird!" (You yawn and turn to leave.) "I'll go ask M'dame and Mirabelle, then."

"Oh real quick!" (Nille runs over and hands you a small plate of food.) "Run this up to Ramos, will ya?"

"Will do!" (You take the plate and head upstairs. You and Sif fell asleep together, and he was just, the cutest!! But you were worried!! They must have slipped out of your arms, and, what if they ran away or something?!? Or went after Perci by themself, or, maybe. . .)

(Stop thinking!!! It's, it's fine! Nothing's wrong, just, just, o-okay!)

(You walk to Ramos' door, and pause. You're worried about Ramos, too. Maybe they'll run away as well, or, do something worse. After something like a parent dying. . . You slowly open the door.)

". . . Hey Ramos?" (You say softly, peeking in. You can see a tuff of hair poking out the top of the blankets. You take a step inside.) "'Got breakfast for you, are you uh, doing any better?"

(You froze up.)

(There's clothes on the floor, and they are, not, all, Ramos'-- YY-Y-YOU RECOGNISED. THOSE. CLOTHES-)

(YOU SNEAK TOWARDS THE BED AS NORMALLY AS YOU COULD AND PUT DOWN THE FOOD ON THE SIDE TABLE AND-- YEP, THERE HE IS!)

(SIFFRIN. AND RAMOS. WERE. IN BED. CUDDLING)

(ASFGBAHNDEKGFHAKHSNDSA)

(You cover your burning hot face, they looked so cute together!! Siffrin was tucking their head into the crook of Ramos' neck! Their arms were wrapped around each other. Oh Change if you stayed any longer you might actually DIE!!!)

(You sneak out and carefully close the door. Taking a biiiig deep breath. Okay! Just, leave them to it. You didn't see anything! S-so, so you'll just, keep that secret so they can-)

"Isabeau." (You hear Odiles smug voice behind you.)

(. . . . .Oh no.)