awakenerd | Aurora - Rean Heart

[Oh. That explains everything.

She's so screwed.]

...okay, what is it?

"Think about something you really want."

Something I... really want?

[Whether she wants to or not, there are things that come to mind-- but she's quick to squash them down.]

I-Is now really the time for that?

WHAT ARE YOU THINKING ABOUT TOWA.

"C'moon don't be shy."

[Before she firmly tried to push the thoughts in the garbage, in this situation there's only one person she'd think of first. Rean. And a reality where maybe she was someone he could love.

But she's trying her best to kill the thought after the fact. But it was there for a moment.]

W-why, so you can laugh?

[She doesn't think he really would but. There's a reason she keeps those things firmly to herself. They're fantasy. Ridiculous. Nope. Nope!!!!]

Crow is laughing though.

"So that's what you thought of huh? Guess I'm not needed."

Crow disappears and there's a delicate cough behind Towa.

[CROW YOU JERK!! Get back here so she can punch you one more time.

She has never been more shaken by a cough before.

Oh no.]

...R-Rean?

[Please Aidios kill her now.]

"Hey. You wanted me?"

I, um... yes! I mean no-- I...

[B r e a t h e.]

S-sorry. I did want to see you, but-- I didn't mean to make you come here like this.

"It's okay."

Sorry.

[She says it again anyway.]

But... I'm glad to see you.

[Because she's worried. But also-- under her repression, it just makes her happy to see him.]

"Please don't apologize."

He steps forward, putting a hand on her head.

"You wanted me here, so here I am. And I'm happy to see you too."

Mmmrr...

[She argues with herself mentally for a moment, before letting herself hug him tightly. At least... just for a minute... it's fine...]

Hm.

He hugs her back, but leans down after a moment, so his face is right by hers.

And kisses her on the lips, gently.

"Even if you try not to think it, I'm afraid I can't help knowing what you're thinking."

[She can't help but get lost in his eyes for that brief moment. And then-- he kisses her.

Even if he says he knows, the fact that he did that has her flustered beyond belief.

...but she doesn't want to let go.]

B-but... even so... why...?

[She's dreaming. Yeah. She has to be dreaming. It's just the best dream she's ever allowed herself to have.]

He's still got his arms around, her, gentle but firm and warm.

"I don't remember specifics very well, but I do remember feelings. Even if I didn't remember feelings I already like you.

I'm afraid I'm rather dense, outside of here. But...

Put another way, you're a sweet, kind, hard-working, beautiful girl who I know I like an admire, who wants me to kiss her.

Of course I want to kiss you. Is that okay?"

[This might be a dream, but it feels real. And so does the fluttery lightness in her heart. And if it isn't-- Even without knowing anything, he's still the same Rean that she loves.]

Rean...

[She nods her head.]

Mm. I want to kiss you too...

[No more regrets.

At least this once, she's going to loop her arms around his neck and softly press her lips to his.]

He slides one hand so it's at the small of her back, holding her close as he kisses her back, gentle and sweet.

There's definitely a feeling of butterflies and heart-hammering in the kind of just... atmosphere, the feelings charged but gentle.

[This moment couldn't be more perfect. More than she imagined, even. Because thoughts can't create these feelings around them.

Her face is flushed, but the soft, shy smile can't be shaken. She wants to just stay here-- even though she knows she shouldn't.]

The kiss does, for a moment, also seem to last... Forever? Who knows how that works.

But then Rean breaks the kiss before it goes deeper for now, blushing.

...I told myself for a long time that it would be okay if I never confessed my feelings. I didn't want them to become a burden on you, if you couldn't return them. And I was scared.

[But a lot has happened to her. She understands regret a little better. And she's never going to get a better chance than this.]

But... even if it's just here and you don't remember it-- I want to say it at least once. I want you to know.

[He deserves it. And so does she. At the very least, the closure.]

I love you.

"Towa..."

He takes one of her hands, gently, and lifts it to place her palm over his heart.

"I don't remember you. Not well. But I want you to understand how I feel. And I don't think words will really work."

There are feelings, from him. They're his feelings. Fondness and affection and just a bit of well, being turned on. Just a little. But mostly, overwhelmingly, there's respect and protectiveness and friendship and indeed love. Joy at the confession. Flustered and unsure. But they're confused feelings too. They're feelings that don't know exactly why they exist, but they do exist. He's felt them and he knows they're real.

"I knew when I met you again that you were someone special to me. But I also don't remember what we shared. I can't change what I don't know, but I do want to get to know you again. And hearing you say that makes me beyond happy.

I don't know if I'll remember anything you do here. Anything you've said.

Outside of this place I don't have the advantage of feeling and understanding you like I do here. You might have to be patient with me, I can be a real idiot. And you might have to be patient because I want to get to know you again. But even if this is asking a lot, can I ask you to tell me that again? Not here, but outside."

[Just to be able to stand there and feel those things coming from him and know that they were directed at her was more than she could have ever asked for. If there's one thing she wants to hold on to, it's this. For once, her feelings aren't one-sided.]

I know... and that's okay. Before now, I never even imagined saying them out loud, much less to you. Even if you don't remember this-- even if you never remember me more than you do now... it's okay. My feelings aren't ever going to change. You're still exactly the same person I fell in love with.

No matter what happens, I want to stay by your side. I know there are a lot of people that support you that can do more for you then I can. But I want to be there.

[The idea of saying it for real, on the outside, is still a little scary. But-- that's not the strongest feeling she gets from it anymore. It's more like... excitement. Some of it is nervous excitement but a lot of it is happy.]

If you want me to say it again... I will. I promise. I'll say it as many times as you want me to.

"As many times as I want, huh?"

He's blushing but also happy. His feelings there for her to feel.

"I'd like to take it at your pace. I'm a lot older than I look. I'm not in a rush but I also don't need to hesitate.

When you're ready, I'll be happy to hear it from you. And when I'm ready, I'll not hesitate to say it back."

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