Back to the Bubble

[seablaze]

Who: Demyx and Faris
When: Early Evening
Where: Fountain before Phanga
Style: Whatever
Status: Closed

They were finally free of the ships' graveyard. No more traversing through water and fighting ghosts. He was grateful that the others didn't press about Syldra or his secret. Lenna hadn't minded either, and that's what was important.

Lenna.

Lenna! Faris woke up with a start. Soak still, but he realized it was thanks to another reason than he had initially thought. 
He was back in the bubble. The blazing bubble! The last thing he remembered just before was Lenna falling in a trance. It was a trap! Bartz had guessed right. It was too late.

Right now, Lenna could be dead as well. Faris felt cold, sick and tired.

Both Syldra and Lenna could be gone. For good. And he was trapped at Vatheon.

The Captain gathered his composure, remembering the promise he still had to keep. Who knows how long it was since he had left. That idiot had better not being waiting as he said he would. After verifying that Demyx wasn't where Faris has last seen him, he headed for the Phanga Neighborhood.

Knocking was overated. Faris just helped himself in, knowing Demyx usually left it unlock. Later on, when he felt like it, he might make up for walking through Demyx's place while still dripping wet. Demyx liked it wet, didn't he?

Faris didn't stop moving until he came to the blond's room. He opened the door, not caring what Demyx could have been up to.

"So much for waiting, huh, mate?" Even if there was a grin, his tone of voice probably let to just host tired he was.

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[ninthserenade]

Though he had been reluctant to return home, Demyx had to--he didn't want to worry Lea. He was uncharacteristically silent, but with everything that happened on the thirteenth, who could really blame him? He was still terrified of having his plans spilled to Lea. He was terrified that Faris wasn't going to come back. And on top of everything else, Karkat was killed.

It wasn't until he picked up on the front door opening and footsteps that Demyx tugged the blankets on his bed up over his head. And then his door opened and he curled in on himself. Maybe if he acted like he was sleeping--no.

That voice.

Faris.

"...Got tired." Man, he even sounded tired. Not physically, but emotionally.

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Thirteen was such a lucky number, wasn't it? Faris had decided that closing the door was too much effort as he crossed over to settle down on the edge of the bed.

Anyone with less than half a brain could tell something was very wrong with his mate. He watched the Demyx!lump carefully.

"Didn't wait long, did ya? Looks like there have been bigger things on ya plate, mate."

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"Eh," he mumbles, "It kinda started a little 'fore I met you in the city. I didn't wanna bring it up though."

Part of him thought he might have been dreaming, but why would he dream about being bummed out like this? It didn't make any sense--people disappeared and returned a couple days later, so why did he think Faris was gone for good?

"Faris, I..."

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"...ya should have brought it up." Even if it couldn't change the outcome, Demyx should have said something.

And Faris should have caught on something else was wrong.

He reached over for Lumpyx, and decided to try the only thing that could work. Faris tugged off the blanket. He crawled over to Demyx.

"Normally you're the one doing this." An arm was now draped across Demyx as the pirate laid beside him.

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As soon as that arm drapes across him, Demyx buries his face into his pillow and breaks. Three days, and he's finally breaking down into sobs.

He hasn't cried this hard since he and Xigbar received their hearts for the week during one of the past curses. Maybe emotions had nothing to do with the heart. Maybe...

Yeah.

It had to be.

"F-Faris, I-I thought you weren't--weren't gonna--!"

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He opted to communicate silently by sliding his other arm around Demyx. This whole thing was foreign for Faris. Hopefully Demyx got that he wasn't planning on moving any time soon.

"I jus' like proving ya wrong."

Faris grinned against the Nobody. Even if he left at a craptastic time, this was making him feel some what better. "I did promise to come back."

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"J-Just," he hiccups, "Don't freakin' leave--please. I-I don't wanna be alone."

Actually, he didn't want anyone else to see him like this. Not even Lea--not right now.

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"Ya still have my jacket." Pausing as he yawned. He reached up to give Demyx's hair an affectionate ruffle.

"Not going any where, mate." He couldn't promise to never leave, but he'll do his best to stick around as long as he could. "Despite being so skinny, you're rather comfy. Not gonna get sick, are ya?"

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"S'under my coat upstairs," it's soft as he tilts his head into the hair ruffle, and Demyx pulls his face away from the pillow just enough to look back at the pirate.

"W-What happened when you went back home? Anything?" He probably looked pretty miserable, but Demyx was doing his best to ignore how stuffy he felt now after letting everything out. "'n I'm not gonna get sick. I-It's just water."

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He made a low hum as he tried to figure what to even say.

"Had to navigate through the graveyard of the sea. A collection of ruined ships and their occupants now part of the undead." And just before that, he lost Syldra. It was still too soon to talk about that. Demyx didn't need to worry about it either. "They found out I'm not really a lad." He studied Demyx's face.
"Not looking so pretty there, mate. Not gonna snore later, are ya?"

[ninthserenade]

"Zombie pirates again? Ye-" Another hiccup, "-esh."

He was trying to pull himself together by focusing on Faris, on that strange but comfortable weight on his body.

"I don't snore," Demyx mutters, rubbing his face into his pillow to dry his eyes--of course it doesn't last, because they start to water with a fresh batch of tears that just threaten to spill. "T-They didn't do nothin' to you, did they?"

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"Every world needs them it seems. Any from where you're from?"

Faris flashed an easy smile. "Ya sure? None probably had it to tell ya."

He shook his head at the last question. "Nah. See? One piece. They were blockheads, the lot of them. Wouldn't take no for an answer. I'm used to being wet, but they had to make some deal of it. Gave em quite the shock. Think the old coot was relieved."

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"S'a world we call Port Royal. There's like... Some kind of curse that makes this ship of pirates turn all zombie-ish under the moon or somethin'." The whole place gave him the chills, really.

And then he lightly shoves Faris, but not enough to knock him away, "Xiggy would'a told me. I jus' drool a little sometimes."

Then when his last question was answered, Demyx turns his body so he can ditch the pillow and bury his face into the pirate's shoulder with a shaky breath. He still wanted to cry. Wanted to scream and curse and throw a tantrum, but he was older than that, right? Granted if he were to get technical, he wasn't even ten years old as far as Nobodies go. "...Stupid."

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"Seems more fun than sunken ships." Faris and chills? Never going to happen. Most likely he would get himself in trouble with the cursed gold though.

"You're lucky I like ya." A nudge was given to Demyx in return. "And I'm still wet. Drool won't make much difference."

It took a moment for Faris to decide what to do. His hands were back on the blond's hair, petting it soothingly. Better be soaking up this attention, Demyx. This was a rare feat. "Says you. So else is eating ya?"

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He stays silent for a couple minutes, opting to take in all of the attention he could get. That, and he wasn't even sure where to start. Finally, after a good ten minutes of shaking, Demyx glances up.

"...I think I lost three friends in one day when you left. I-I mean, you came back 'n all that, but one got killed an' the other, well..."

He's not acting like my friend anymore, goes unsaid.

"I used t'be able to trust him with anything but I dunno if he's joking or--or if he's serious."

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Faris had the best timing. Hopefully Demyx missed the guilty wince that ran across the pirate's face. "And you'll get another back in a couple days, right?" Faris wasn't sure. He hadn't had the privilege of waiting for someone.

"If he's joking or serious about..?" Purple brows were lowered as he thought over what Demyx's message.

[ninthserenade]

Instead of words, Demyx simply makes a small sound in the back of his throat that sounds suspiciously like 'uh-huh'. Death wasn't permanent here, but it didn't make things any easier when someone did bite the dust.

"...I let it slip to someone that I was gonna propose to Lea." Oddly enough, he didn't feel as if he had to hide it from Faris. He could trust the guy, right? Faris was 'family'. "'n, well... He--I-I think he might tell Lea. I wanted to do it on Valentine's Day but then everything happened 'n I haven't been in a good mood since then 'n now I gotta change those plans a-and I--I just wanna try 'n make Lea happy."

I fail

[seablaze]

"Jus remind me not do anything daft if ya take it this bad." The best way to console someone about death, right? Faris was really at a loss over how to help. He played with the end of Demyx's mullet. A hum as he appeared to examine the length. "Ever get it cut yet?"

He was churning over his head about what sort of mate would spoil something for another. "Do I need to go shove a boot up someone's rear? Is Lea the sort to let ya know your big surprise is ruined? If it does, maybe he'll wait until the big reveal to give an answer? Either way ya won't know until it gets here. And if he tells ya no, it's not the end of the relationship. Jus' means ya have to wait longer." Maybe. If that's how this stuff works.

"I'm hardly the expert of these matters, but if he likes ya, and you like him, then make the most of what ya have. Be happy and enjoy it while you're still here."