[ Eventually is a lot more hopeful than never. Never is still on the table, and Ginger would be fine - honest, fine with never letting that side of him have more than a rough time with his own hand, alone, in private. He can handle that - at least that if he ever wants a love like his parents’.
It helps more than Mika probably realizes that he seems to accept Ginger as he is. Even when Ginger had made him frown, had frustrated him some, there was still affection - a willingness to stay by Ginger. There was… love.
And it had been a lesson: don’t act like he’s listening to Mika if he’s not going to actually listen. Good intentions aside, it doesn’t count if he isn’t seriously considering Mika’s opinions. Mika is leagues smarter than Ginger. ]
I’ll wait. [ He leans in, catching his lips for another kiss, another reminder that love is offered freely. ] I’ll be okay with never, too. But eventually sounds… exciting… if it’s with you.
I want to peel you back and see all of you, so there’s more for me to discover and love. If - that makes sense?
( Ginger's kiss and his words are enough to fluster him pink, get him wondering all over again - has anyone loved him like this - so much - before? Would anyone, could anyone? It's embarrassing. It's overwhelming. It's syrupy and sweet, better nectar than his blood is, and
he really, really likes him, he thinks. Not because Ginger likes him so much - but because Ginger is made of love, as Mika suspected, and he - he thinks that ... if Ginger would call Mika his love, Ginger must be... )
... My heart.
( Half said like a thought said aloud, slipped from his lips like a murmured daydream, without real and proper context. )
... I think you'll find it, if you'll dig deep enough down. And I... think I want to let you.
( Peel back the layers, if you want; find where he's vulnerable and sick, and he will hope Ginger loves these things, too. Because surely, he couldn't have such vibrant emotion without Ginger, and if feeling is what Ginger wants to find, he'll find his handiwork there.
He just hopes... Ginger will like all the things that he sees - the things he's affected in Mika, mixed in with the traces of the other people who have touched him. He could worry over it later; right now, he's a little on cloud nine, a little bit intoxicated on this shade of feeling Ginger provokes in him, in itself exciting and new. Family, but more? Or... maybe something - a little different... he thinks. )
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It helps more than Mika probably realizes that he seems to accept Ginger as he is. Even when Ginger had made him frown, had frustrated him some, there was still affection - a willingness to stay by Ginger. There was… love.
And it had been a lesson: don’t act like he’s listening to Mika if he’s not going to actually listen. Good intentions aside, it doesn’t count if he isn’t seriously considering Mika’s opinions. Mika is leagues smarter than Ginger. ]
I’ll wait. [ He leans in, catching his lips for another kiss, another reminder that love is offered freely. ] I’ll be okay with never, too. But eventually sounds… exciting… if it’s with you.
I want to peel you back and see all of you, so there’s more for me to discover and love. If - that makes sense?
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he really, really likes him, he thinks. Not because Ginger likes him so much - but because Ginger is made of love, as Mika suspected, and he - he thinks that ... if Ginger would call Mika his love, Ginger must be... )
... My heart.
( Half said like a thought said aloud, slipped from his lips like a murmured daydream, without real and proper context. )
... I think you'll find it, if you'll dig deep enough down. And I... think I want to let you.
( Peel back the layers, if you want; find where he's vulnerable and sick, and he will hope Ginger loves these things, too. Because surely, he couldn't have such vibrant emotion without Ginger, and if feeling is what Ginger wants to find, he'll find his handiwork there.
He just hopes... Ginger will like all the things that he sees - the things he's affected in Mika, mixed in with the traces of the other people who have touched him. He could worry over it later; right now, he's a little on cloud nine, a little bit intoxicated on this shade of feeling Ginger provokes in him, in itself exciting and new. Family, but more? Or... maybe something - a little different... he thinks. )