𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: you and your best friend are always able to talk about everything, and you're always able to enjoy each other's silence. isn't it obvious he'd want to spend the rest of his life with you, just like this?
𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒: fluff, best friends to more? very obvious mutual pining, vylad is a sweetheart, he loves you hehehehe
𝐂𝐖: none?
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oh, vylad. the youngest sibling of the ro'meave family, overlooked by his father and quietly forgotten by everyone else. he's said over and over that he doesn't mind, that the handful of people he holds close to his heart—including you—are enough for him to feel like he's enough.
and you know he means it. he has always been mature and open about his feelings, even when he was a kid, and you know he had grown even more since then. but despite all the meditation and journaling and talking, those moments when you're pushed aside like nothing as a kid can stick with you. he handled that internal angst much better than zane, that was for sure.
at least garte had cared enough about him to help finance such a nice place to live. a small and cozy house at the edge of town, private with a backyard leading into the woods. it was so vylad. from the warm interior to the well decorated back porch, which was where you found yourself now, a couple of hours deep in conversation.
"i mean, it's not like i was necessarily neglected or anything. but sometimes i just felt so... different. and far away."
his voice is hushed and quiet, keeping the scene serene and light despite the heavy turn of your conversation. one of his arms props up your head, snugly creating a comfortable pillow for your neck as his hand lightly traced shapes into your arm.
it had been a while since you'd last seen your best friend, and best friend is a label between the two of you that hadn't questioned or changed for years despite the quite obvious feelings you both shared. that line that led you both to being something more hadn't yet been crossed, but the lack of space between you as you laid together in his hammock dangerously teetered that line.
it wasn't because you were scared, you don't think. no, not with vylad. in fact you're sure it's because you were the least bit scared with him. even if you weren't official, you knew he'd always be there, and you'd be waiting for him. there was something comforting about the slow burn you had with him, because you weren't all that afraid that you'd lose him.
"i'm at peace with it though. i mean, i was as fine as i could be about it even as a kid and when i made it to high school, but in a way it still kinda hurt. you know?"
you turn your head to him, observing at how soft his side profile looked in the dim lighting of twilight. the sun has just disappeared beyond the tree line and horizon, waking the crickets up for their nightly concert and casting a dim blue light over the sky. the stars hadn't quite begun to show themselves, but you're sure the both of you would talk here well until every constellation could be seen hanging above your heads.
