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I'd like to say I never get them anymore but unfortunately that's not the case. But it doesn't get as bad as it used to. And if I'm happier that's because you make me happy.

As much as I would desire them to fade forever, I imagine that is not the case.

[He gathers him in his arms once he reaches their room lounging on a couch.]

Good. Someone should. Provide you love and joy and caring until you are all but filled with it. I can certainly think of few more deserving.

And while I do my acts to garner your attention, I do them in equal measure to see a bright smile. Just like this one.

I'm definitely falling behind on the romantic gestures field. But I'm starting to think that's going to my benefit.

What about your dreams? Are you still having difficulties with them?

I wouldn’t say that. I have you at my disposal, do I not? To be at ease with. To be able to be myself with.

[He rests his head against him.]

Better. As it would be expected with time. I might be able to free Lahabrea from his duties. Their frequency is reduced.

That's good to hear.

[ He'll just rest against him and reach for his hand to hold, so he can lace their fingers together ]

Let's try again tonight then. Just stay the two of us there. ... We could take a walk in the apocalypse if you're feeling up to it.

Isn’t it more if you are feeling up for it?

[He kisses his forehead before pulling out his phone.]

We can. Let me simply make preparations for after we wake.

Considering how depressing it's going to be I feel like it is both of us who should feel up for it.

But all right then. That sounds like a plan.

[He simply nods and takes his hand and stands.]

Do you have a favorite meal?

Well I have been enjoying hamburgers. But if we're eating together maybe something a little more fancy.

How about fish-based meal.

I think we can manage that.

[He gets ingredients for both a fillet and stew along with supplies to make fresh bread.]

As long as you don’t mind it for your morning meal.

[He’ll ask Five to do most of the knife prep work as he works on the rest.]

Why not. If I'm not mistaken, it is part of a typical breakfast from around these parts.

[ He's going to be a Great Assistant, helping out with the prep. As usual he looks most at peace when he's busy, and just talking with Emet ]

[He serves the fillets now but leaves the stew and the unbaked bread for the morning along with fresh fruit and greens. As fresh as those can be in hell.

And of course he’ll try to feed him a bite.]

I am rather looking forward to enjoying the cuisine on your star. Along with the theaters.

[ He'll take it, making an appreciative hum after trying it ]

Well. I am rich so we'll be able to travel and eat wherever we want. I'll treat you right and all.

Are you? I didn’t know I was being married as a trophy wife.

[He chides as he gives him a kiss on the cheek as he finishes the meal and then prepares for bed.]

[ He laughs at that ]

I'll make sure to show you off everywhere.

As delightful as that is, I am merely content to be with you.

[He is ensuring with the flowers and scented oils that the place does not spell anything resembling burnt before tucking into bed with him.]

I really ought to find a suitable set of books to lull you to sleep.

I still have sleeping potions if we find it difficult to sleep. Though I do prefer hearing your voice.

[ he'll lean in to kiss his cheek again, charmed by all the preparation as usual ]

Thanks.

[He smiles and nods and finds a poetry book to read. Thanks, Vergil.]

Goodnight, my dawn.

[He will eventually take a sleeping potion himself to join him. He touches nothing of the dream when he arrives and doesn’t give him access to it quite yet.]

[ There's the usual destruction, building in flames, dead bodies - the whole apocalypse deal. Five is just outside what remains of the Hargreeves house - which is not very much ]

[He takes his left hand slipping his fingers between Five’s.

He doesn’t know what to say. He doesn’t want to offer platitudes or optimistic thoughts of the future. The point was to remember and perhaps build a memory where the overwhelmingness off it all wasn’t so sharp.

So he squeezes his fingers in lieu of a greeting.]

[ it's a good way to get his attention, and it startles him for a moment but then he finally recognizes him, so he squeezes his hand back ]

Well, here we are.

Well.

[He brings his hand to his lips to kiss it.]

Can I have the tour? To live a day as you did with you.

[ It was his idea and yet living a day like that again sounds terrible right now. He's quiet for a moment, but then he nods ]

But not dressed like this. We need something more resistant, proper shoes, and goggles. We are going to scavenge for food and resources after all.

I'm here with you.

[He takes his other hand holding both of them. He kisses the top of his head.]

Imagine it. What you would have worn.

[ he'll take a moment to do just that, picturing the same type of clothing he found and wore during those years in the apocalypse - easy to move in, and resistant to the harsh ... everything. ]

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