[god she's going to fight him. but, like, metaphorically.]
It is only the truth.
[that, at least, flayn believes wholeheartedly.
she knows what happened in the past, with yizhen. she doesn't know what he's going to do about him, in the future - frankly, she's not sure even yin yu knows that. it's a complicated situation, and it's one that will only be resolved when they're face to face with each other, whenever that might be.
his actions aren't only kind, but yin yu is a kind person. even kind people can be pushed to their limits, though - a cruel act doesn't make someone not kind. the circumstances matter.
hadn't he been telling her the same thing?
the way he goes quiet, and the way he says the words, have her lifting her head from his shoulder.
after a moment, she strains up to press a kiss to his cheek.]
...but we do not have to talk about it further, if you would rather not.
[ there's a small part of yin yu that would give almost anything to see the person that flayn sees when he looks in the mirror. that yin yu is a stranger to him, in so many ways - maybe closer now than ever before, but a stranger nonetheless. he's learned a lot about himself over the past few weeks here, harsh, painful realities and softer ones, too, but unlearning centuries of hating himself does not come overnight.
he's troubled, and it's a little more obvious when flayn lifts her head, but the soft press of lips to his cheek makes his heart swell, nonetheless. maybe he can't believe such things to be true without dismissing them, but, maybe they'll come in time. love did, after all - believing he was even a little close to worth that is a start.
"if you say so" - he doesn't want to respond that way. he's not sure what to say, and flayn's soft comment makes him feel a rush of gratitude, not for the first time, not for the last. in the end, he's still a coward.
but. he exhales. ]
...in the present moment. [ is eventually what yin yu decides on, turning his head to look at her properly, tucked against his side, a little, almost hesitant smile on his face. ] ...Right?
[the past is the past; it's over and done with. the future is the future; whatever may come then will be dealt with in due time. but the present is the moment that they are living in, and all that can be asked of them is for them to do the best with what they have.
it's easier for her to believe it, when she's trying to convince someone else. it's harder to apply it to herself.
still, she smiles up at him and gives his hand a light squeeze.]
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It is only the truth.
[that, at least, flayn believes wholeheartedly.
she knows what happened in the past, with yizhen. she doesn't know what he's going to do about him, in the future - frankly, she's not sure even yin yu knows that. it's a complicated situation, and it's one that will only be resolved when they're face to face with each other, whenever that might be.
his actions aren't only kind, but yin yu is a kind person. even kind people can be pushed to their limits, though - a cruel act doesn't make someone not kind. the circumstances matter.
hadn't he been telling her the same thing?
the way he goes quiet, and the way he says the words, have her lifting her head from his shoulder.
after a moment, she strains up to press a kiss to his cheek.]
...but we do not have to talk about it further, if you would rather not.
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he's troubled, and it's a little more obvious when flayn lifts her head, but the soft press of lips to his cheek makes his heart swell, nonetheless. maybe he can't believe such things to be true without dismissing them, but, maybe they'll come in time. love did, after all - believing he was even a little close to worth that is a start.
"if you say so" - he doesn't want to respond that way. he's not sure what to say, and flayn's soft comment makes him feel a rush of gratitude, not for the first time, not for the last. in the end, he's still a coward.
but. he exhales. ]
...in the present moment. [ is eventually what yin yu decides on, turning his head to look at her properly, tucked against his side, a little, almost hesitant smile on his face. ] ...Right?
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it's easier for her to believe it, when she's trying to convince someone else. it's harder to apply it to herself.
still, she smiles up at him and gives his hand a light squeeze.]
Right.