4 Works by ukephainon
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“You are not ‘too full,’” Mydei said after a long pause, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through them both, “not ugly, not diminished. You used to carry the weight of worlds every day without complaint, Phainon. Now you carry our child the same way, with the same stubborn heart that once dragged dawn across ruined skies. If anything, this only proves how vast that heart truly is.”
Phainon lifted his head, cyan eyes still a little misty but brighter now, as if the simple words had kindled something deep inside.
The tension in Phainon’s shoulders slowly melted as he exhaled, long and shaky. He let Mydei guide him into a more comfortable position among the cushions, the two of them rearranging the nest together—folding lighter throws with sun patterns, tucking extra padding where his back needed support.
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“You know,” Phainon said quietly, “I used to wonder if places like this could survive someone like me. You know... all complications.”
Mydei’s hand rose, brushing a stray lock of white hair from Phainon’s face with surprising gentleness. “They can. And they will. Because some keys were never meant to be withheld.” His other hand found Phainon’s waist, resting there lightly. The scroll forgotten between them.
“Then I guess I’m staying for more than one visit.”
“Good.” Mydei’s voice dropped lower, warm as the lantern light. “The library has waited long enough for proper company.”
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“Since you gave it to me on a White Day which is supposed to be a day when men give gifts to women…” Phainon couldn’t resist. He leaned even closer, eyes sparkling with mischief. “Does that mean I’m technically your wife now?”
Mydei groaned and dropped his forehead against Phainon’s shoulder. “You’re the worst.”
Phainon stuck his tongue out even though Mydei couldn't see it. “I’m keeping it, by the way. The ring. And you. Married or not.”
Or, jealousy turns into an accidental marriage.
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"Stand up. Let me patch you up, pretty boy," Mydei said firmly, leaving no room for argument. Calling him Deliverer would only remind Phainon of his heavy burden, and Mydei didn't want to risk adding more to the boulder he already shouldered. 'Pretty boy' was a mocking nickname that Phainon shouldn't have thought much about.
Oh, how wrong Mydei was.