Of Love and Death.

The Past Chapter 16: One Moment Pt. 1

Warnings for fear, mentions of intent of harm, fear, someone is planning an up rising, a very excitable Mind. Mistrust between the shadows and the suns. Prejudice. Societal expectations. Mild gore? Perhaps, I'm not sure. Unfounded hate, death you know all that good stuff, some murder. Souh X Fubuki! Fire does some stuff. Yeah, so there's anger and fear in this, if you don't like that.  Oh, also I guess hate?

Also, obviously, SHALT. But if you'd been reading this far you already know that. 

Also, this isn't a warning, but if anyone's wondering, yes Souh is agender in this and also Art. Cuz they're all like flower arranging and stuff. So...artistic? Eh? There's logic there, right? 

Okay and what are you doing now? Mind grumbled. Fire chuckled a bit. His boyfriend didn't seem to have much patience for surprises. The shadow had already tried to sneak in four separate ways. Once, he'd even enlisted the help of Water. Now he'd just decided to sit outside the door and try and weasel his way in. Not that Fire was going to ruin all of his hard work.

Standing up, Fire surveyed his work. Just a bit earlier, he'd smuggled a table up to his room. Which he'd then covered in the only table cloth he was able to find in half the Orb. Some weird green and blue floral thingy. Personally, he thought it looked kind of horrible. But it was better than more monotonous glowing white. He'd also managed to find plates and such which he'd laid out. And also the pasta. Which was currently on fire in a big bowl.

That "being on fire" was intentional, by the way. Fire gently placed four candles on the table. He snapped his fingers and the wicks ignited. "Just one more moment!" the sun called. He then waited a moment until he was sure that his specialty was done. Then with one more snap of his fingers, he extinguished the fire on the pasta. Okay.

As quickly as he could, Fire rushed to the door. He slid the chair he'd put under the knob to keep Mind out away. But he didn't fully open it. Instead, he just barely made the crack wide enough for himself to be seen. Mind looked a little bit cross about this. Alright, what are you hiding? the shadow asked suspiciously, folding his arms. The look he gave was a withering one. But not exactly an untrusting one.

Stepping a little bit forward, Fire gently took Mind's hand in his. "Close your eyes," he muttered to the shadow. Mind hesitated for a second. In fact, the sun was about to take back his request. But then the satyr-like force gently closed his eyes. Fire felt a bit of his boyfriend's weight shift as the shadow leaned on him a bit more.

Twirling the shadow in, Fire walked the both of them forward almost to the table. "I'm sure your patience ran out the moment I opened that door and you already read my thoughts," he whispered in Mind's ear. A small, guilty, chuckle from the shadow let Fire know he was right. One of the hazards of having a guy who could read minds as his boyfriend. Ah well. "But just open your eyes and look a little bit surprised?"

At that, Mind's black eyes eagerly fluttered open. "What? Fire, you made pasta?" He gasped, putting a hand to his chest. Okay, his over dramatic acting was adorable. As was the absolutely giant smile on his face. And his over dramatic expression.

They both tried really, really hard to keep a straight face. But then Fire and Mind burst out laughing. Mind tackled the sun in a hug while they were both still cackling. They spun around for a few moments before settling down with giant smiles on their faces, still in each other's arms.

Gently, Fire leaned forward and pecked his boyfriend on the cheek. Mind's skin flushed red with blood as he did so. Good. He wasn't the only one who ridiculously blushed a million times. Oh, wait. Fire was blushing right now, wasn't he? Yup! Mind agreed far too cheerfully.