I suppose I'd just have to wait for you in the afterlife, no?
[Poor Strohl still doesn't know you can come back from the dead in this place. For now that's no concern though, as he just enjoys Will's company underneath the stars. In fact, he can't help himself but slowly intertwine his fingers against Will's. He's been slowly getting used to holding them as of late.]
[He allows them both the indulgence of intertwining their fingers. Will leans more against Strohl, letting their shoulders press together and share the warmth in the chilly night. He's clung to Strohl in bed when seeking warmth before, but this is different.]
Don't do anything stupid. My heart couldn't take it.
Alas, you know me, Will. I shouldn't make promises I can keep.
[Their foreheads touch like this, Will's warmth intermingling with his own. It stirs an emotion within Strohl.]
But I'll make sure not to do anything too stupid. Sound good to you?
[Will looks so beautiful like this, glowing underneath the starlit night. He can't help but feel enticed to come even closer, to close the distance between them...]
[This feels like a scene out of a novel, romance blooming in gentle moonlight. Will lets his eyes flutter shut, leaning in as well, wanting nothing more than to let himself go and just kiss Strohl...
But instead, he presses his fingers to Strohl's lips before they can close the distance. His eyes are still half-lidded in a faint smirk, waiting for Strohl to look up at him.]
Not yet. [He moves his hand away, instead stroking Strohl's cheek.] You need the extra motivation for the fight.
[It takes him by surprise, his attempt of a kiss reaching fingers instead of lips. And then he sees that mischievous smile at Will, and he could almost feel his heart melting.
This truly is the captain he has sworn is life to.]
Alright. [Strohl finally relents, cheeks dusted pink.] I'll make sure you won't wait for long.
[Strohl's lips on his fingers still make his heart race, his mind only partially processing what they've stumbled into. But it feels inevitable, after everything.
He tries not to let his giddiness overwhelm him, trying to keep an even head for Strohl.] You better not. Now you have a reason to survive, and win.
[It's hard, isn't it, to keep things somber when there is so much faith and hope that comes from being with one another. Even Strohl can't help himself from smiling.
He makes no motion to remove Will's fingers from his lips.]
And I will be triumphant. We would need a reason to celebrate afterwards, yes?
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[Poor Strohl still doesn't know you can come back from the dead in this place. For now that's no concern though, as he just enjoys Will's company underneath the stars. In fact, he can't help himself but slowly intertwine his fingers against Will's. He's been slowly getting used to holding them as of late.]
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[He allows them both the indulgence of intertwining their fingers. Will leans more against Strohl, letting their shoulders press together and share the warmth in the chilly night. He's clung to Strohl in bed when seeking warmth before, but this is different.]
Don't do anything stupid. My heart couldn't take it.
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[Their foreheads touch like this, Will's warmth intermingling with his own. It stirs an emotion within Strohl.]
But I'll make sure not to do anything too stupid. Sound good to you?
[Will looks so beautiful like this, glowing underneath the starlit night. He can't help but feel enticed to come even closer, to close the distance between them...]
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But instead, he presses his fingers to Strohl's lips before they can close the distance. His eyes are still half-lidded in a faint smirk, waiting for Strohl to look up at him.]
Not yet. [He moves his hand away, instead stroking Strohl's cheek.] You need the extra motivation for the fight.
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This truly is the captain he has sworn is life to.]
Alright. [Strohl finally relents, cheeks dusted pink.] I'll make sure you won't wait for long.
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He tries not to let his giddiness overwhelm him, trying to keep an even head for Strohl.] You better not. Now you have a reason to survive, and win.
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He makes no motion to remove Will's fingers from his lips.]
And I will be triumphant. We would need a reason to celebrate afterwards, yes?