He's so good to her. So kind. He takes care of her in a way that only her dearest friends have, but...even then, not quite. There's something different in Bakura's touches and his grunting words, few that they can be sometimes.
Her tears flow more freely, but her body relaxes; there's trust in her embrace, in her soft sobs.
She knows that he's here.
Gods, she doesn't want to leave. People talk about conveniences and taking things for granted, but in this case...this kind of support is something that she's never had. In just a short time, she's grown more than she has in most of her life.
Her friends protected her. Her parents protected her.
They each had their reasons, but they prioritized her safety over her growth. Micchan tried to encourage her to grow, but it was always baby steps. It was always 'eventually's and 'someday's. It was never 'right now's.
Inko was not the same girl she was when she went to Egypt that day...and she's all the better for it.
She wants to grow more. She wants to change more. She wants to see how much stronger she can become with this man by her side.]
Thank you...
[She's even started speaking in Hieratic first. Japanese comes later.]
Thank you for fixing my wings.
[Ever since she's been here...she's felt...whole. For the first time. Like she didn't have a hole in her chest that was gaping and looking for something. Egypt called to her since she was little, but maybe it was something she just...knew.
Naturia didn't say anything, but his presence inside her rumbled, as though assuring her that he's here, too. That he's going to be watching over her.]
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Date: 2024-02-20 12:19 pm (UTC)He's so good to her. So kind. He takes care of her in a way that only her dearest friends have, but...even then, not quite. There's something different in Bakura's touches and his grunting words, few that they can be sometimes.
Her tears flow more freely, but her body relaxes; there's trust in her embrace, in her soft sobs.
She knows that he's here.
Gods, she doesn't want to leave. People talk about conveniences and taking things for granted, but in this case...this kind of support is something that she's never had. In just a short time, she's grown more than she has in most of her life.
Her friends protected her. Her parents protected her.
They each had their reasons, but they prioritized her safety over her growth. Micchan tried to encourage her to grow, but it was always baby steps. It was always 'eventually's and 'someday's. It was never 'right now's.
Inko was not the same girl she was when she went to Egypt that day...and she's all the better for it.
She wants to grow more. She wants to change more. She wants to see how much stronger she can become with this man by her side.]
Thank you...
[She's even started speaking in Hieratic first. Japanese comes later.]
Thank you for fixing my wings.
[Ever since she's been here...she's felt...whole. For the first time. Like she didn't have a hole in her chest that was gaping and looking for something. Egypt called to her since she was little, but maybe it was something she just...knew.
Naturia didn't say anything, but his presence inside her rumbled, as though assuring her that he's here, too. That he's going to be watching over her.]