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[dereban]

Hmm. Like what, exactly~?

[spacialeyes]

Hmmm... Is there anything that you want? [He gives her a playful squeeze, pressing closer when he adds in a whisper;] My offer was to slow time... But time already feels slower when you're here. You feel like a star, Himeko.

[dereban]

I just want more of you, Yuuto. I want... everything of you. Can I be that selfish just for right now?

[spacialeyes]

I want that too. I want to give you everything, Himeko.

Be as selfish as you want. I'll give you anything you ask for.

[dereban]

Then...

[ Her hand goes between the two of them before she reaches to where his pants are. ]

Can I...?

[spacialeyes]

[He's glad that she isn't necessarily listening to his heartbeat anymore. The stuttering mess of words he uses in reply aren't much better though:]

Uh- Um- I-If you want, mm... Mmhmm.

[dereban]

I do.

[ Inaba's words are earnest, nodding. ]

I said I wanted all of you, and I meant it.

[spacialeyes]

[He slowly moves to cover her hand with his,] Then... Sure. Let's- Let's be closer... I want to give you all that I have, Himeko. [And he carefully moves her hand to his chest, so she can feel his heart again,] Everything.

I love you.

1 / 2

[dereban]

Mmm.

[ She smiles before pressing her forehead against his own, relaxed. ]

I love you, too. So... you can have my everything as well.

[dereban]

[ -and one nsfw timeskip later: ]

... I said that I was going to explain what I meant earlier, didn't I?

[spacialeyes]

... Huh? [Give him a moment, Inaba! Yuuto has switched to cuddling and is still overwhelmed by how much she loves him. He is slowly switching mental gears though.] Mmm... If you want to explain, I'll listen..?

[dereban]

Thank you.

[ Her voice is earnest, but she'll keep close to him at least. ]

When I said that 'everything' isn't real... I meant more that [I] am not real, as a person.

[spacialeyes]

Himeko, we just had very real sex.

[dereban]

That's-- I mean yes, but...!

[ How does she explain this. Now she's extremely flustered. ]

[spacialeyes]

I-I'm listening! I just wanted to be sure that we were on the same page about that.

[dereban]

Well, anyway. My whole life, my whole world... it's all just fictional. It's a story that was written by someone else for people's entertainment.

[spacialeyes]

Like a "god?"

[dereban]

I guess you could argue that in a sense... but they're just a normal person.

[spacialeyes]

Do they take good care of you..?

[dereban]

Well... there are at least two different ones. And both of them have made me suffer in a lot of ways. I guess one of them is still doing that right now, too. Even if that's a bit strange to admit in lieu of everything.

[spacialeyes]

… Alright. I think that I understand.

[Yuuto sighs. He knows that if he was anyone else, then he wouldn’t be able to understand this easily. But Yuuto knows about a library where all worlds and lives are collected as story books. The idea isn’t too far fetched for him to accept.

He moves a hand behind her head again, encouraging her to relax against him.]

That’s scary, huh? No wonder you were so quiet about it.

[dereban]

Sorry.

[ She leans against him, knowing that she can at least try and relax in his presence. ]

I've never actually spoken about this with anyone, before... honestly, I always thought that I'd have to pretend that it just wasn't a thing for the rest of my life, because it's crazy, right? The idea of just being a fucking puppet for someone else all the time.

[spacialeyes]

It’s not that crazy. [But his focus is on stroking her hair and comforting her, not talking about that library. Yuuto sighs again, but this time it’s on purpose; He’s hoping to encourage her, even if subconsciously, to breathe with him.] You’re not crazy for keeping quiet either. It’s hard to talk about scary things.

… You want to change it, huh?

[dereban]

...

[ For a moment, she's silent and contemplative. It's always been difficult for her to talk about things that terrified her: after all, she's lived her life trying to hide the fact that she has fears to begin with; wanting to be a badass, someone that people could consider as strong.

But she knows that she's weak.

Incredibly so.

She hates that part of herself. It's only when she lets out a breath, shutting her eyes to focus a little more and calm herself down that she finally manages: ]

If I could, I would. But... I can't.

[spacialeyes]

[He knows that she’s put a lot of thought into that answer. That’s who Himeko is: She’s someone who can think about something until she’s made herself sick. So he doesn’t want to deny the hardwork and effort that went into that conclusion.

He gentle tangles his fingers in her hair and adjusts his embrace.]

But we can… I love you, Himeko. That’s the only power that I need to want to protect you and make you happy. And you love me too, right?

We’ll figure it out together.