[ there is a creeping thing beneath his skin, beside the sea salt and the feeling of rising waves, Ros can feel it if he concentrates, but he does not linger on it long. he knows only vaguely about the bonds, about the things that now bind them together in ways he has never even thought to consider, never thought there would be another being that would seek out something like this with him. Ros carries no delusion of what he is, what he is capable of, and it is not something many find appealing. and yet-- yet Kai does not seem disturbed by this.
does not seem disturbed by Ros.
it makes the hound smile despite it all. there is still confusion, something that tastes a little like sorrow against the back of his tongue but-- Ros is more okay with this than he thought he might be. perhaps there is a part of him that craved this, a partner, even if he would never had sought one out on his own.
when Kai speaks, Ros listens. leans into the touch without a second thought even as he snorts a little.]
I don't think so, but-- I won't have you dying of a broken heart. [ or at all. that is lingering in the sharpness of his gaze, the way he takes in the lines of Kai's face, the way he slides on a matching ring.
perhaps Kai will not be second. hounds are possessive and defensive creatures by nature, it would not be strange if Ros shifted that focus to Kai, even when the underworld called. it depended, of course, on many things but-- well, there was nothing about the selkie that made him think he would be anything less than wonderful (and fuck, what fates were toying with the poor prince in this he wondered, what fates would he rend to shreds for sticking this beautiful creature with him).]
...not third, perhaps just... on par with the underworld? I mean-- I was-- I am in existence only to protect and serve, right? I don't know anything beyond that. [ a shift, Ros leaning in closer again. seeking out without even realizing it. ] Wait, you don't have to like... abdicate or some shit because of this do you?
[ he really does not want Kai to lose anything because of this. because of him. ]
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does not seem disturbed by Ros.
it makes the hound smile despite it all. there is still confusion, something that tastes a little like sorrow against the back of his tongue but-- Ros is more okay with this than he thought he might be. perhaps there is a part of him that craved this, a partner, even if he would never had sought one out on his own.
when Kai speaks, Ros listens. leans into the touch without a second thought even as he snorts a little.]
I don't think so, but-- I won't have you dying of a broken heart. [ or at all. that is lingering in the sharpness of his gaze, the way he takes in the lines of Kai's face, the way he slides on a matching ring.
perhaps Kai will not be second. hounds are possessive and defensive creatures by nature, it would not be strange if Ros shifted that focus to Kai, even when the underworld called. it depended, of course, on many things but-- well, there was nothing about the selkie that made him think he would be anything less than wonderful (and fuck, what fates were toying with the poor prince in this he wondered, what fates would he rend to shreds for sticking this beautiful creature with him).]
...not third, perhaps just... on par with the underworld? I mean-- I was-- I am in existence only to protect and serve, right? I don't know anything beyond that. [ a shift, Ros leaning in closer again. seeking out without even realizing it. ] Wait, you don't have to like... abdicate or some shit because of this do you?
[ he really does not want Kai to lose anything because of this. because of him. ]