[Closed] Just Ydris learning how much food people eat

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Who ⬤ Ydris & Junpei, Ydris & Artemy, +Yuuji Also
What ⬤ Moving in and Making Lunches
When ⬤ Very Start of May
Where ⬤ Sutoku Alliance Territory
Content Warnings ⬤ It's Ydris, so NSFW talk will probably happen fair warning.

We* won't have to be alone again. For moondregs

[After balancing their combined, very modest rookie budgets, Ydris came up with a suitable place to share with Junpei. It was about what they expected to get for their money- a slightly better part of the city than they had each on their own, a smaller space to share, but better amenities. The studio apartment was high up in the building- the elevator not always working, sorry Junpei, get fit- but with an all told attractive view. At least at night, with lights on. During the day it was mostly just overlooking dingy rooftops.

The main draw was it had a modest sized kitchen to work with. It wasn't too far from Junpei's theatre... if you didn't count the stairs. At least moving what they owned was easy, because they scarcely had anything between them. Ydris' tentacles easily float their few bags up the long climb to their door, the dragon unlocking it and standing aside for Junpei to go in first and take a look.]

The bed by the window is for you. I have that couch to settle on.

[just a few furnishings, but it was cozy enough. No kitchen table, but there was a counter with barstools to sit at. The main space has the bed shoved up beneath the window on the far end, fold up divider tucked against the wall. There's a clearly second hand couch and coffee table, nothing that would be comfortable for a person to sleep at long term, but this is Ydris. They won't mind it one bit.]

Just stopping by, no burdened emotions here For pathofsacrifice

[With the new spot settled in to, Ydris stocked the kitchen as best they could plan and afford. It had become their goal to be as efficient as possible at preparing meals for those they cared about. It was absolutely necessary that anybody they looked after was well fed.

What kind of a miracle are they, if they can't do that much?

... They miss Artemy.

Had it been long since they'd seen him last? Not really-? Didn't matter. They gave him a call and gave clear directions on how to find their new apartment. The door would be left open for him. Ydris would be cooking, trying to perfect a few filling meals which easily fit into the boxes they had found for easily portable lunches. That can keep them busy. That can keep them from focusing on how eagerly they wait for him to appear. Just staying busy, absolutely not thinking about their own, ridiculous, fluttering anticipation whenever he said he was on the way.]

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[Ydris' hair remains strange as the rest of them, something like a sculpture at first touch, only to become more like actual hair. They need to be paying attention to making the illusion more detailed and hair is so very detailed! Pleasant, though, to allow Artemy's hands to trail through the strands.

They keep their ear to his chest, just enjoying listening to the heart of the man they've been falling in love with...]

It's not faith, I know it's true. [faith is a silly thing for a god to have, isn't it? They can only know... or should only know. Ydris has to fight their youthful insecurity quite often. It's easy to put forth confidence with Artemy, though. The man trusts them and Ydris can believe in themself when he's around.

They finally turn their head and look directly up at him, giving a playful squeeze, avoiding that tender spot ever still]

You must trust me in the same way you cherish me, Artemy. I shall do just the same to you!

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[ Yet as strange as it feels, he still touches them as though they are spun of only the most precious and cherished of things. He continues to gently stroke their hair, not minding that they continue to listen to his heart. ]

Of course.

[ There is a laugh beneath his words; he does not know if it is truth -- if a good heart can never rot. But it is as Ydris says; he trusts in them as much as he cherishes them. If they say it is true, then he will believe it. Why shouldn't he believe in such kindness about himself?

Because he knows the truth about who he is.

His jaw bunches for a second; he appears conflicted before smiling, in a small, brief way. ]

Can this not be one-sided? I can't help but think one day I will lead you astray.

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Of course not. [Ydris answers with an echo, but smiles vibrantly up at Artemy all the same. Their eyes shimmer like the heart of burning coals, all giving in their warmth. It both cannot be one sided... and Artemy cannot lead them astray.

Or, well, he already has. But that is alright by Ydris.]

I cannot help myself around you.

[is that too much an admission? Did they say it too much in a tone of I love you-? They bury their smile back into his chest, grinning their even if they share his doubts as much as these feelings of joy and delight]

L, leave it at that.