Ashura might have had a choice, but he had chosen Felix long ago, and it was not in him to give up on the other man, even though it would be the easiest thing to do. But how could he? He loved him, for whatever reason he loved him. He loved him for those amounts of bravery and kindness he saw in him, and because if no one else loved Felix, who would? Certainly he did not love himself, and he deserved a bit of kindness in his life. So he would love him for those little bits of light lost in his darkness, and hope one day he could be the other to bring the others out.
"Well, that is good that you want to," he whispered, stroking bloody hair and pressing their foreheads together, closing his eyes for a moment, though it made the sick stench of blood that much stronger. "I am glad to hear you say that..."
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Ashura might have had a choice, but he had chosen Felix long ago, and it was not in him to give up on the other man, even though it would be the easiest thing to do. But how could he? He loved him, for whatever reason he loved him. He loved him for those amounts of bravery and kindness he saw in him, and because if no one else loved Felix, who would? Certainly he did not love himself, and he deserved a bit of kindness in his life. So he would love him for those little bits of light lost in his darkness, and hope one day he could be the other to bring the others out.
"Well, that is good that you want to," he whispered, stroking bloody hair and pressing their foreheads together, closing his eyes for a moment, though it made the sick stench of blood that much stronger. "I am glad to hear you say that..."