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Moe sits in the corner, surrounded by bedrock. Ze's scolding is loud, angry and yet she is stubborn and quiet. She timidly meets his gaze, and for a moment they lock eyes.
A faint blush crawls from Ze's neck to his cheeks, his fists tremble as he exhales shakily. God, he sounds just like him. Nights he spent crying and trembling at his father's loud words, his harsh hands.
Ze crosses his arms, making himself smaller as his wings droop. " Look, Moe. I'm sorry. " He starts, kneeling down infront of her.
She studies his face, waiting for him to continue. He sighs, " If I'll be completely honest..I'm scared. Really fucking scared. We all have shit going on and I don't doubt that you do too. "
She lowers her gaze, but feels his gentle hand take hold of her chin. A low honk of surprise slips out, as she is forced to meet his calm eyes again. " And no matter what it is, you're still really special to me. Nothing will change that. "
His hand trails, caressing her cheek. He's gentle, as to not smudge the clown makeup that is blurred with old tears. He can feel her face warming, and her hand sits overtop of his.
" We can be scared together, but let's not hide that fact. We can cry and sit in our sorrows, but right now. We need to go, and we need to find Regect. I bet he needs help, our help. "
Moe is silent, her breathing slow as she ponders. Ze takes her hands in his, squeezing it. " Please Moe, for me? "
She nods, a gentle honk in return. They smile at eachother, Ze clears his throat with his growing blush. He stands and pulls Moe up.
" Okay now let's go find Regect, that Vincent Van Gogh painting looking fuck. " Ze turns his back to her, but he pauses. The sound of sweet laughter fills his ear, trailing off into a fit of gentle giggling. He turns back, Moe's hand covering her mouth as her eyes are closed in glee. Her shoulder shake with her giggles, subsiding as she looks at Ze who is staring in awe.
" Was that- " He is wide eyed, wings fluffed up. " Was that you? Moe! "
She smiles, bringing a finger to her lips with a wink. He blushes, how can a person turn this red! He grabs his hood, tugging the front to cover his face.
" Alright I won't tell. Your secret is safe with me. " He says through the muffled cloth. He waits until she's beside him to start walking.
She swats the hand away, clearing the way so his face is shown fully. He sighs, biting the inside of his cheek as they walk.
" It caught me by surprise is all. You have a, beautiful laugh and a pretty smile. " He admits sheepishly, looking at her. She hums, tucking a curl behind her ear as she brings a hand to her chest.
" Thank you. " She signs, twiddling with her fingers as if to think before she continues. " You are very sweet, Ze. "
He deciphers it, chuckling with a growing smile. The way her finger drew his first inital, before curling into a loose fist for the next. His name, she signed. A millions times before and he'd speak until his mouth grew dry and his mind was tired just for her acknowledgement. For those sweet hands to spell out his name, Ze.
They continue their walk, finding Regect who falls into their arms in worry and stress. They make the trip home, curling into the couch that night. Icecream and old show reruns play on the screen, Regect's limbs sprawled as his focus sticks to the show.
Ze can feel Moe's head lean into his shoulder, her curls tickling his chin and neck. His smile grows wonky, tan face reddening as he pulls a arm over her and brings her closer.
He can feel her grow heavier, soft snores coming from her as she falls asleep. He adjusts, her head in his lap as he runs his fingers through her thick curls. He is gentle to not tangle or pull, scratching her scalp calmly as she drifts off. He smiles, drinking in the moment as his head leans back. He can feel Regect moving, turning the TV off and finding a spot beside Ze. He curls up, his back against Ze's shoulder. Ze sighs, hand wrapping around Regect and bringing him into a hug.
The entity grumbles, leaning his head into Ze's arm and his tails wraps around Moe's dangling arm and slid into her palm. He speaks but his words become gibberish as he leans into the cuddle and falls asleep. Ze takes on last glance at them both, smiling at Moe's calmness and Regect's previous stubborness.
" You're both special to me. Nothing will change that. " He mutters, admiring the two and the state of tranquility they deserved. He finally lets his head lean back, drifting asleep.