WHO: Jade, Peony, Dist (unfortunately).
WHAT: Peony carries an unconscious Jade back to the Inn.
WHERE: Crimson Dragon Inn,
WHEN: Day 20 after the sparring with Dist (yes still backlogging!).
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Once upon a time, there was a fair rappig named Cute!Jade... )
How was it that he could speak to a cabinet, to world rulers without a stumbled word- but Jade strike him speechless without trying. He wasn't even sure if Jade was aware of what he was saying, but the words hit deep none the less.
He squeezed Jades hand, albeit a bit too tightly.
How could he think-
After all they had been through-
After all the years Jade had been by Peony's side, and she hadn't.
"Jade, you never left me." Before he had known he was moving, he was squeezing the dazed Colonel in a tight hug. Peony buried his face in Jade's hair, shutting his eyes tight and forcing back a sob. "So I would never leave you."
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"It's all right..." he mumbled in response, enunciating his words sluggishly, like a tired child, "I... understand... if you have to..."
A strange expression tinged with sadness flickered briefly in the crimson gaze before his eyes started to close, even as he seemed to be fighting to remain conscious.
"I understand..."
Jade turned his head towards Peony and looked at him through his lashes, looking without really seeing...
"After all... I will never be..."
He could feel Peony's breathing on his face.
So he did the only thing that he could do.
He closed his eyes and...
He kissed him.
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Colonel Jade Curtiss was kissing him. Emperor Peony IX of Malkuth.
They had been childhood friends.
He had been in love with Jade's sister
Jade was his subordinate.
Jade most likely didn't even know what he was doing, did he?
Despite all of that, nothing had ever felt so right.
As much as part of his brain screamed that it was wrong, that he was taking advantage of Jade's confusion- Peony didn't pull away. If anything he clutched his best friend tighter, closing his eyes to return the gesture gently.
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He felt the cold of the snow through the coat on his back, he wondered if Dist was crying... his nose must be running... he felt so warm... was it because of the fire eating away at Nebilim's house... was it because of...
Jade sighed against Peony's lips, and kissed him back slowly, languorously: it wasn't fiery unbridled passion... it was just the quiet and tender expression of something he had never even dared to allow himself to feel before.
She didn't have to know... she didn't...
This was wrong... all wrong... but she didn't have to know.
"Nephry..." he whispered into Peony's mouth.
I'm sorry.
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It wasn't enough to make him stop though, not after the yawning loneliness of years had finally caught up to them both.
She had left him. The one who had ever been there the entire time- Jade.
He knew it wasn't so black and white, but for the moment it was easier to think it was.
He didn't break the kiss, but he didn't push it any farther. It was good enough to simply revel in the sense of warmth and feeling of rightness, who knew how long it would last- and if there would ever be another moment like it.
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He ended the kiss with one last brush of his lips against his friend's, and, eyes still closed, slowly sank into the soft down of his pillow.
"I hope Nebilim won't mind..." he whispered, his tone almost conspirational, "that I burnt down her house."
A few minutes later, Jade's fingers relaxed in sleep, and slipped through the golden strands of Peony's hair, sliding down his arm, to land on the bed with a soft thud.
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