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[ilqaras]

"I apologise for missing you. Leave a message, and I will get back to you at my earliest convenience."

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[ilqaras]

[naturally, Dohalim is awake, but he's surprised to see a message so late coming from Red Wine. but it's a message he welcomes all the same and leaves him in a fluttery mood]

I love you, too.

And while I'm now in a considerably better mood, shouldn't you be asleep?

[judgementor]

I happened to wake up because of a noise outside the house, and quickly found that you were on my mind.

Not an entirely unusual circumstance for me.

[ilqaras]

My condolences for your interrupted sleep. But it is nice to know that you still think of me, even in the middle of the night.

[of course, the same can be said about Dohalim; there's rarely a moment where he isn't thinking about him]

However, now I have to tame the blooming flowers in my room before the space starts looking more like a greenhouse than my bedroom.

[judgementor]

[hehe.]

I'm sure you're still the most exquisite thing in the room, sweetheart.

[ilqaras]

If you continue, I'm going to have to ask you to come over to help me prune some of these blooms, love.

[judgementor]

I'm afraid I couldn't stop if I wanted to. You deserve to hear how wonderful I think you are regardless of your inability to control your considerable botanical prowess while I flatter you.

[ilqaras]

You know, that has only started recently. I have no one to blame but you.

However, I would also have to concede the point, knowing your tenacity when it comes to you laving me with such compliments. I will also admit... I do find myself enjoying them.

[judgementor]

My only regret is that I lack the eloquence in my vocabulary to fully encapsulate just how utterly wonderful you are.

So you will have to tolerate my doltish fumbling, and simply trust that for everything I convey I mean it a hundred times more deeply.

[ilqaras]

I suppose I could forgive you.

[there's a short pause between messages before Dohalim texts back:]

Every day, I get lost
In that "something about you."

[judgementor]

What is it about me, my dear?

[ilqaras]

Where do I even begin?

Aside from your radiant beauty, it's your kindness that knows no bounds. Your compassion that makes my heart feel full. Your beautiful soul that makes mine feel so warm and loved.

Every day, I get lost in my thoughts of you.

[judgementor]

All true.

But mind you don't get too lost, love. I'd hate to lose you.

[ilqaras]

I'll keep a keen mind not to. But why get lost in my thoughts of you when I can get lost in your presence instead?

[judgementor]

When it comes to my presence I would certainly prefer that you remain in the moment rather than wandering off.

[He might be being coy, now.]

[ilqaras]

Fair point. How about you wander off with me the next time, then?

[judgementor]

Did you have a destination in mind?

[ilqaras]

I never really do; I will admit that I've never shaken my habit of letting my feet take me to parts unknown without me thinking about it.

But, I'd love to see where our hearts lead us.

[judgementor]

You really are quite the romantic, aren't you Do?

[ilqaras]

Do you think so? I suppose I've always been enamoured by the idea of romance, but I've never thought I would be able to experience it. Perhaps I'm in love with it almost as much as I'm in love with you.

...Is it too much?

[judgementor]

Not at all.

In fact it's wonderful to see you allowing yourself to feel it.

[ilqaras]

If you will allow me to admit it, being so open emotionally still terrifies me, to some degree. My only avenue of showing my true feelings had always been through music.

[and, of course, he'd bottled up all of his emotions the day he stopped playing his violin]

Perhaps I worry more about what pain could come from it. I can still feel my heartstrings being pulled at the thought of Kisara no longer being here with me.

[that isn't to say he blames Kisara for leaving; not at all. Nippon's magic, and the timeloops... can be so unpredictable, sometimes]

[judgementor]

I know you miss her. But remember what I told you? There's always the risk of pain in love, but it's worth it.

And that risk is part of why I want to make sure to tell you how I feel about you whenever the mood takes me. Unreservedly. I love you.

[ilqaras]

I love you, too. There are not enough words that could describe how much I do.

I have to apologise for turning the mood. It is something else I'm working on not doing so much of.

[he never realised just how much of himself he needs to let go, or improve on. it's over twenty years of undoing bad habits and letting go of poor coping mechanisms, after all]

[judgementor]

I don't mind. I ended up getting out of bed anyway. I'm feeling rather restless myself.

[ilqaras]

Would you like to talk about it?