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It was a dark night, the moon casted a gentle light against the grass. The wind whispered somber gusts of air throughout the night. Inside a small cabin is where Katana and Hyperlaser rested, The Mercenary and Samurai cuddled up in a bed together. The night was cold...one soft spoken word from the air could make your hands clench with the coldness. Hyperlaser was used to the cold, since most of his work resided in Blackrock. Which is a naturally cold and snowy place, but with Hyperlaser's coldness came with Katana's warmth. Katana never had a negative taste in his mouth due to cold weather either. He would welcome in, since his feathers and wings would keep him always warm. It was nice to feel the cold for once. Summers and Springs where always a struggle for the Samurai.
Hyperlaser's arms wrapped around Katana like a koala, his head rested on Katana's chest. Feeling the fluff, it reminded him of his cat Princess. She was a fluff ball, and sometimes Hyperlaser would burry his face into her fluff. Princess didn't mind it, she would often purr in response to it. But, Katana's fluff was much better. Hyperlaser felt Katana's heartbeat, it was at a slow rhythm. It was at a rhythm that brought Hyperlaser comfort. Like a melody, no other heartbeat could compare to Katana's heartbeat.
Katana felt Hyperlaser's body against his, feeling the pressure around his torso. Katana always enjoyed having someone lean against him, yet he would never expose that secret willingly. It was a secret that only the assassin knew. Katana always felt like he could be deemed as "weak" around Hyperlaser. Letting himself lose that discipline he put on himself. Sometimes Katana would allow Himself to let more of his owl behaviors show around Hyperlaser. Sometimes it would be letting out a gentle coo whenever he was happy. Or he would leave Hyperlaser small nick nacks. Sometimes he would peck at Hyperlaser to get his acknowledgement. Hyperlaser found all of these things adorable. For a huge, broad Samurai to act so calm and peaceful around someone like Hyperlaser was silly to some.
Katana extended his wings, letting them wrap around both of each other. Making a small cocoon, Hyperlaser looked up at Katana slightly in response. He cracked a small smile, it was nice being able to see Katana's face. Same went for Katana, he enjoyed seeing Hyperlaser's face. No matter how scarred it was, Katana found beauty in everything. To the rotten oak, to a blossomed flower. He enjoyed the unique look of Hyperlaser, he knew he could never find someone like him. Ever.
Katana looked down at Hyperlaser, seeing the mellow smile of comfort. Katana couldn't help but smile in return. His hands adjusted to wrap his arms around Hyperlaser, bringing him closer. Hyperlaser felt Katana pull him closer, as if he wasn't melting into him already. One of Katana's hands slowly soothed Hyperlaser's back, doing a soothing circle motion. Hyperlaser felt the gentle touch, his body relaxing more. Letting out a content sigh in response, his eyes closing once more.
The silence was nice, for their positions in life. It was hard to get a moment without words, without sound. Silence was something they cherished more then feared. Some people fill that silence with worried chatters, or anything to keep that silence away from consuming them whole. But, for Katana and Hyperlaser they open their arms to the silence with each other.
Hyperlaser squeezed Katana slightly, he rubbed his face against Katana's chest fluff. Feeling the cloud like texture against his face, Katana's produced a strong cinnamon and oak scent. It was nice, while for Katana he could smell the scent of sage and thyme from Hyperlaser. Katana enjoyed the scent it brought him calmness. Katana's chest rumbled slightly due to the pressure against his chest, it was a sign of enjoyment rather then anger. He never told Hyperlaser that he enjoyed whenever he burrowed his face into his chest fluff. Often feeling embarrassed, though he understood why Princess enjoyed it.
Hyperlaser took a deep breath, inhaling more of that strong cinnamon scent. Then his body relaxed, Katana felt the relaxation against his body. His wings ruffled in response, letting some air inside their small cocoon. It was nice, feeling the gentle breeze. It being just the two of them feeling so content with one another felt so..nice.
Hyperlaser was always someone who avoided touch, as did Katana but to a lower extent. Hyperlaser never opened his arms out to anyone willingly, yet with Katana he would open out his arms anytime, no matter what. Katana would do the same, they both have gone through a lot. So much it's hard for the normal heart and mind to process all at once. Therefore, they kept all of their issues slient. Letting them collect dust, but with one another those thoughts could be expressed and understood. To the late nights drinking rambling about nonsense to the sober moments with the tense posture and slow nodding.
It was something..that they both loved about each other. It's like the gods made them struggle, in order to find each other. Love is hard to understand, to work with. But with them it was like a blossom blooming with a struggle. A soft wave that brought shimmering pearls in return. Nothing could replace each other, they were both unique. Unique in a way that if replaced, it would be noticed. Noticed in a way that couldn't be accepted to them. Their love was tied together with the bonds of Cupid. Not even the cruelest god could rip the knot apart without feeling regret later on.
The Mercenary and Samurai cuddled, enjoying the warmth and silence between one another. A moment never to forget, even if it is simple.