[The need to escape is intense, like if he doesn't he'll single handedly ruin the most important relationship in his life. He's far too good at ruining his relationships before they can even take off to want to risk that with Rune, but the draw he has on him is completely magnetic.
So when he literally puts his arms around him to draw him back in, Ciro doesn't do much to protest. How can he? His eyes close and he leans into the contact, this time it's his own hands that rest on Rune's sides experimentally. As though at any moment Rune will come to his senses and shove him away. He knows there has to be some amount of his friend that really wants this closeness or he wouldn't have acted on it, but he can't tell how much is the aftereffects of that messed up spell, and how much is Rune really trying to open up.
He takes in his scent while he's close, and it's clean, crisp, and perfect. Just like Rune. For a moment it's easy to just believe that they can get away with this. He can stay with him like this, they can even kiss, and nothing would change. But that was a daydream, wasn't it?]
You can't be rid of me that easily. I'm not going anywhere.
[Ciro debates about whether or not to respond to the suggestion of a kiss. It would only be a disappointment. He tastes like nicotine and jasmine tea. Definitely not the most appealing combination at the moment.]
[ There's something right on the tip of his tongue that says he should give Ciro space. He should retreat to his room and nurse the remainder of the spell out of his system until he's collected enough to have a real conversation, until he's able to explain to him what he'd been doing and why he might need his help. Sometimes, it requires more magic than even Rune himself has, and it's a sobering thought in the wake of everything that's unfolding between them. How should he answer? The moment and the rest of the night seem to be balanced on the cusp of his own actions.
That, too, he hates. ]
I won't. [ The reply leaves him before he can swallow it down. ] Promise me that you'll consider it.
[ Unlike his usual air, Rune doesn't elaborate too much on those words and what they might mean. He wants Ciro to decipher them on his own, and besides, he isn't feeling particular brave enough to broach the topic of their relationship right now. This must be another side effect of the magic, exhaling slowly just before he leans forward and presses a chaste kiss to the curve of Chiro's cheek. He rests his forehead against him, trying to collect his thoughts. ]
I can't do tea, but I would like a drink. [ A pause. ] Let's go out.
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So when he literally puts his arms around him to draw him back in, Ciro doesn't do much to protest. How can he? His eyes close and he leans into the contact, this time it's his own hands that rest on Rune's sides experimentally. As though at any moment Rune will come to his senses and shove him away. He knows there has to be some amount of his friend that really wants this closeness or he wouldn't have acted on it, but he can't tell how much is the aftereffects of that messed up spell, and how much is Rune really trying to open up.
He takes in his scent while he's close, and it's clean, crisp, and perfect. Just like Rune. For a moment it's easy to just believe that they can get away with this. He can stay with him like this, they can even kiss, and nothing would change. But that was a daydream, wasn't it?]
You can't be rid of me that easily. I'm not going anywhere.
[Ciro debates about whether or not to respond to the suggestion of a kiss. It would only be a disappointment. He tastes like nicotine and jasmine tea. Definitely not the most appealing combination at the moment.]
I don't want you to hate kissing me..
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That, too, he hates. ]
I won't. [ The reply leaves him before he can swallow it down. ] Promise me that you'll consider it.
[ Unlike his usual air, Rune doesn't elaborate too much on those words and what they might mean. He wants Ciro to decipher them on his own, and besides, he isn't feeling particular brave enough to broach the topic of their relationship right now. This must be another side effect of the magic, exhaling slowly just before he leans forward and presses a chaste kiss to the curve of Chiro's cheek. He rests his forehead against him, trying to collect his thoughts. ]
I can't do tea, but I would like a drink. [ A pause. ] Let's go out.