heart game - Kantera

[wroughtandtempered]

I’m sorry. I tried— I tried, but I can’t keep going—

I don’t think I can do this alone, so— Please. Please—

I need help.

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Re: THE TRUE HEART

[wroughtandtempered]

"I hope so. It feels— maybe it's a little soon? But I don't want to not do it and then regret it later."

Re: THE TRUE HEART

[happydreamed]

"I'll be rooting for all three of you."

He's going to make their wedding cake for sure. He will not be stopped.

"I'm ready to see my present."

Re: THE TRUE HEART

[wroughtandtempered]

"Okay! Hold on—"

She rolls back to her feet and waddles her way back to the kotatsu, popping briefly under it. When she reemerges, it's dragging a Cat-eared cloak in her mouth, which she wrestles back over to Kantera. Conspiratorially, she says:

"This is when I decided I really liked you."

Re: THE TRUE HEART

[happydreamed]

"That's adorable."

He puts it on, bracing himself for Emotions.

Re: THE TRUE HEART

[wroughtandtempered]

...the memory is maybe a little less adorable. You remember—

Kantera, blank-eyed, pale-faced, covered in a cat-eared cloak. Your stomach sinking when you call his name and get no response, and— right. You sure as fuck can’t take any more of this, you doubt he’ll be any better once whatever he’s in the grip of releases him, so you give him a probably pointless warning and scoop his ass—

And promptly pay for it with a super-powered elbow directly to your nose. It hurts like a bitch, so of course you laugh. It’s a good sign that someone’s still in there, and it’s somehow more fight than you’d expected out of him; both things are fucking delightful, in your opinion.

—not enough not to dump him on his ass the second it’s safe, though. Sorry, Kantera; no amount of liking him will protect her ribs if he goes for them next.




—and then you wake.