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Softly holding his figure against himself, Horo finds solace and peace as Ren grumbles and calls him a lost puppy, while leaning into him with a trust that has come over the years after meeting each other over the Shaman King tournament; he kisses his nape, finding adorable how Ren shivers yet in such a quiet manner of trust, caresses him to continue despite the childish insults that come out of his mouth. Horohoro hums as he, once again, does so, appreciating his partner in the only way he knows, as he chuckles an answer with a similar bicker (Because it was their secret love language nobody could access to).
When Ren is vulnerable like this, Horo can't help at all how deep he falls into softening; not putting up the cold walls, hiding his burning feelings behind such a friendly face, but expressing them into the slow caresses, kisses and hugs he knows Ren loves that reminds him of the satisfaction he is still here. Not feeling like a wild animal but as a stray that finally found his place, his home and that home was he, who he gave his heart in a golden tray and was determined to not let go.
Because he loved him and that was all that mattered. He has decided even death can't pull them apart and so, will worship him until his heart gave his last beat, until he found solace and stopped hunting the world once became a ghost. He presses himself closer as he kisses his lover shoulder, exposed skin meeting his lips as Ren's hand finds his way to his face and gently, caresses it with the utmost care he can't bring himself to voice over most of the times, but that's fine. Horo can be impatient yet he would wait centuries for Ren if he ever ordered so. It was their dedication and it wouldn't falter.
"You're so cheesy" Despite the tone being of mocking, Horo knows better when Ren finally turns around and kisses him in such a way Horo feels like melting in his hands, his touch, and never letting go of it. As Ren slowly guided him to the bed after catching him in the middle of dressing up in his countless fancy pijamas, Horo follows, not wanting to disobey, or wanting for this moment to stop. As Ren pushes him to the bed and sits on his lap, straddling him, he feels him slowly caressing his old wounds from years back under the shirt. No passionate or carnal instinct coming off but utter appreciation and Horo felt he wouldn't be able to breath if Ren continued.
As Ren leans forward to kiss him once again, Horo shifts them so now Ren is the one laying in the mattress; despite a chuckle escaping his lips, Ren decides to leave Horo to take charge. Decides he is okay with giving him control, letting go and being free of the worry that comes from not having it as long as it was him. Horo caresses the scar in his chest, one that was the star in many nightmares, memories, and stories, and kissed it with the same passion he felt about Ren, about their relationship and the many burdens they carry even to this day, because even if they physically have scarred when it came to the psychological land, they were fresh; Horo remembers fondly how much it meant Ren let him take control over some things, as the sting it come with the pain of the night terrors that assaulted his lover, result of his horrible yet unspoken between them childhood.
And in that sea of emotions, Horo settles in loving Ren at the best of his capacity and, albeit still difficult to accept, being loved in return. "You're so perfect" He says, in absolute awe at the man he knows his life will be spent around for all eternity. Ren's blush doesn't wait and, scoffs as he, unable to find a reply overwhelmed by how genuinely loving and good Horo is, finds no way to convey his answer through words but actions, such as wordlessly hugging him and kissing the man in front of him. In the privacy of their small, secret never-to-be-found apartment, feels safe from the prying eyes of his father who, Ren prays, can still keep away from what he can only call "Something no words can describe how amazing can it be".
Horo shakes his worrying thoughts with praises, loving words he doesn't need or wants to escape from them. Deciding to simply enjoy his attention while in small spaces, let him know with a whisper how much he, also, feels strongly about him.
It feels complete and that's all they need.