[Klavier had thought about waiting for this. Letting them both get settled and fed before he'd sink this deep into Apollo's love. But tender hearts are vulnerable, and if Apollo needed anything in his life right now, it was the warm security of someone out there loving him for who he is, every part and every inch of him that he'd give. He was tentative--he let Apollo decide if he wanted it or not. Every movement was with his permission, and that's how it'd stay until the man was confident to be on his own two feet again.
The kiss is deep, enough for Klavier himself to get lost in, their emotional states not enough to hold them up from sinking into the quicksand of bliss they'd gotten trapped in. Apollo was offering his heart, as broken as it was, for Klavier to fix. And he'd hold it, cradle it...cherish it.
Let Apollo know that there was always someone out there who thought the sun was beautiful above all else.
The taste is just like the moment--bittersweet, but leaves Klavier wanting more. Something to come back to later of course, when Apollo's bandages were changed, he had made himself comfortable, and they were allowed to have that time to themselves. Clay would be on both of their minds for awhile yet, and Klavier had a lot of mending to do to get him prepared for the funeral...
But he wanted Apollo to know above all else that someone was there for him.
The kiss only stops when air is necessary, drifting away from his lips softly and letting the warm air between them bounce off their cheeks. A soft pant escapes his lips and a smile spreads as he takes in Apollo's tear-streaked face, his own trying not to join in once more.]
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The kiss is deep, enough for Klavier himself to get lost in, their emotional states not enough to hold them up from sinking into the quicksand of bliss they'd gotten trapped in. Apollo was offering his heart, as broken as it was, for Klavier to fix. And he'd hold it, cradle it...cherish it.
Let Apollo know that there was always someone out there who thought the sun was beautiful above all else.
The taste is just like the moment--bittersweet, but leaves Klavier wanting more. Something to come back to later of course, when Apollo's bandages were changed, he had made himself comfortable, and they were allowed to have that time to themselves. Clay would be on both of their minds for awhile yet, and Klavier had a lot of mending to do to get him prepared for the funeral...
But he wanted Apollo to know above all else that someone was there for him.
The kiss only stops when air is necessary, drifting away from his lips softly and letting the warm air between them bounce off their cheeks. A soft pant escapes his lips and a smile spreads as he takes in Apollo's tear-streaked face, his own trying not to join in once more.]
Thank you, for everything, Apollo Justice.
Now let me help you with your injuries.