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"Two different worlds" Part 6

Genre: fluff

Warnings: none

A/N: I could've sworn I posted part 5 during August. I CAN'T BELIEVE I POSTED IT ON JUNE😭😭😭 But it's here now🥹✨ Enjoy!

You rubbed your eyelids and forehead and then your cheeks too, massaging them. You stretched and then shifted around in bed, flipping to your side so you could stare out of the window.

The birds were chirping and the sun was a little blinding, dipping everything in pure gold.

You raised a hand, as if to touch the morning light with your fingertips and you smiled softly at the warmth you felt on your skin, as rays fell on your hand.

Sitting up, you felt healthy again, any discomfort from yesterday totally gone, as you basked into the glory of the golden hour. You slipped out of bed and walked up to the window, your reflection very faint on the glass as you admired the city that was slowly starting to wake up. People were walking down the street yawning, some were listening to music, others were running.

Earth mornings contained a simplicity the Heavens lacked. Up there, no one really slept, so no one had to wake up. And no one stopped to admire anything, because they were way too occupied with their own selves and appearing beautiful, but they never cared for their inner beauty. Earth felt more real, more welcoming. There was a place for everyone here and everyone could climb every ladder, while in the Heavens your birth determined most—if not everything.

Turning your gaze back to your bed, you noticed a white shirt at the foot of the bed. You held it up, unfolding it as you did so. You put it on and you knew the owner immediately. The scent of caramel was basically imprinted on the fabric and its size was bigger than yours. And there was also a pair of shorts, which you changed into as well.

You opened the door and peeked outside, listening to the faint sound of Tauxolouve's voice. He must've been up for a while now, because his throat was very clear and his voice was full of energy, already sounding ready for activity.

You walked down the hallway barefoot, your feet touching the cool floor as you followed the direction of Tauxolouve's voice.

"It's no problem, really," He said. "I could go to the store after nine. Would that be alright?"

You stood at the door of the kitchen, watching Tauxolouve as he leaned outside the window, talking to a neighbour of his, whose voice reached your ears very faintly and you couldn't hear very clearly.

"Just milk? And yogurt. Got it!"

You folded your forearms before you, leaning against the doorframe and resting your head there too, as you admired the beautiful smile across his face as he spoke.

A warm and gentle morning breeze picked up, making his hair sway slightly and his irises sucked the daylight within. The tone of his voice gave your stomach a funny feeling, making you want to grin until your cheeks hurt.

Looking at Tauxolouve as he stood there with the sunlight as a glowing outline to his well shaped figure, you could see how Tauxolouve was absolutely correct...

The morning sunlight was the best light to bring out the purity of something.

Tauxolouve waved and stepped away from the window, his gaze meeting yours as he turned around. His eyebrows rose and a warm smile spread across his lips. "Good morning. How do you feel?"

You smiled back, feeling as if the corners of his lips were pulling yours upwards as well, inviting them to form this bright movement from the genuine interest of your heart. "I'm perfect. In fact, I feel very refreshed."

"You've had a quick recovery. I'm happy to hear." Then he moved to open a shelf on the wall, carefully taking out two mugs. "I was chatting with this sweet elderly lady from the next house." He continued on as he took a pan from a drawer. "You see, her son moved away pretty recently after getting married—what a beautiful wedding that was—and I help her whenever she needs something, because she can't serve herself at this age and state she's in."

Your heart beated in a steady pace, making most of every heartbeat as affection and admiration beyond physical spread across your soul for this human man before you. You watched him from behind as he moved around the kitchen counter. "You drink coffee?"

Now that he mentioned it... Did you drink coffee?

You hesitated a little before answering, but this beverage which you've heard of so many times, piqued your interest a little too much to deny it. "Uh, yes...! Yes, I'd like some, thank you."

"And how do you take your coffee?" His next question made your lips part, but you didn't know what to answer. You didn't even know there were different kinds of coffee up until this point.

"How... How do you take it?" You asked, trying to come up with something.

He responded, but his words made no sense to you. You couldn't afford to complain though. You immediately came up with something to cover up your lack of knowledge and humanity. "What a coincidence, I take mine that way too!" You chuckled, trying to act as natural as possible.

You two made small talk as his hands moved around the kitchen and to you, they seemed as skillful as they were when he was painting.

A sort of food was taking shape in the pan and the odd coffee machine churned and gurgled, adding depth and life to the background.

Tauxolouve placed a plate in front of you and set your coffee by its side, before taking his own seat opposite of you. "Please, do tell me your thoughts on my cooking." He ushered politely and your eyes fled to what he addressed as 'pancake'.

You picked up your silverware, stabbing the soft food with the fork and cutting with the knife. You brought it to your lips and its scent swayed to your nose, warm, sweet, tempting and also comforting.

You closed your lips around the fork and your eyes practically lit up, staring up at Tauxolouve as if he was the most divine being you've ever encountered. "That's... So delicious..." You breathed, amazed and captivated as you stared down at your breakfast, before digging in for more.

He smiled, gathering a forkful for himself. "I'm truly flattered to be praised by such a precious lady."

You swallowed weirdly, nearly choking on your coffee as the blood rushed to your cheeks and you tried your best to hide behind your mug.

He placed his fork down with a clink from his part, before putting his elbow on the table and resting his chin onto his curled fingers. "I hope you haven't forgotten how beautiful I find your eyes, little lady. And just now they shone so brightly." His eyes narrowed into your own and you placed your mug down, too worried you'd loose grip of it and break it.

Your fingers trembled a little and excitement made the hairs of your arm rise. You couldn't look away from him, you didn't want to. He may not be a god, but with you, he could use a spell so strong you'd loose sense of what you should've been doing. Or perhaps, shouldn't...

His eyes softened, their previous intensity melting away and then turning his expression into one of absolute tranquility. "You know, about the wedding I mentioned earlier. I remember gifting them a painting. They're such a great couple, all that chemistry made me want to put it down on a canvas."

Your tense macules began relaxing, allowing you to enjoy the sound of his voice and collect your own thoughts and words for the conversation. "She must see you as a son then." You said, smiling softly at the sweet thought.

He smiled too, looking down at his fingers on top of the table.

"Since her biological one is away right now." Looking at his humble reaction, you held nothing but respect for that man. "You know... You're a wonderful person for doing all that."

His dark eyes rose to meet yours and he chuckled. "I don't know what to say when you suddenly start being so uplifting towards me, little lady." His hand reached for yours and covered it softly, his thumb tracing over your knuckles. "But thank you..." He trailed off, his smile faltering as his eyes stared deeply into your own, as if searching for something important.

Both of you were silent. Staring into his eyes, you saw a depth so deep, you slowly began loosing yourself in them and you didn't mind. Not any longer. And the way your heard beated into this steady, lovesick rhythm made you wonder... What did he see in your eyes.

He considered you his muse, but a part of you—or perhaps your entire heart—wanted him to see you as more. You craved to be seen as a woman. And as a soul.

You two enjoyed your breakfast, the birds chirping in the distance and the cars driving by added to the background as you conversed about a variety of topics.

At the end of your breakfast, Tauxolouve rose from his seat and brought the plates and the mugs to the sink. "You can go inside and relax if you want, I'm just gonna wash these real quick. Don't worry, I won't be loud."

Hearing him say that, you furrowed your eyebrows and came to stand beside him. "It's not fair to let you do this all on your own."

He chuckled, looking at your expression. "It's fine. You're my guest after all."

"It doesn't matter." You contradicted him. "It's because of me you have to wash twice as much. At least, let me help you." You weren't quite sure how you'd go about that, but you were willing to try. Plus, you'd get to spend more time with him and be closer to him physically.

Tauxolouve sighed, as if exasperated and shook his head from side to side, with a smile across his face. "Fine fine. Let's do half and half."

"Thank you."

"I should be the one thanking you." He said and picked up a sponge and you watched carefully as he washed the first object.

You copied his movements exactly like you remembered them and rubbed the plate with the sponge, which created foam around your fingers, making you grin.

"You seem to be having fun." He chuckled, his gaze soft on you and how concentrated you were on your task.

"It really is fun." You admitted. The rest of the gods up there didn't know what they were missing on by being arrogant and uptight. You honestly found washing dishes to be quite fun. You reached for the bottle of soap and your bodies touched in process.

He was warm and you found yourself craving you could lean against him more, without needing an excuse for it. And his scent was sweet, reminding you of caramel. Your stomach tingled and you looked back in front of you, acting like it never happened, but it was getting harder and harder to cover it up, because as you two went about your task, your arms kept touching and his scent entranced you, as if you were in his arms and embracing him tightly.

Time went by way more quickly than you had anticipated and soon enough, you were finished. You just... Wished it could last longer, so you could stand by his side for just a little more.

Hi, i need some Karno comfort (*_ _)人 Some cuddles with him humming a lullaby and some forehead kisses with some exam reassurance. Thank you very much! You are a wonderful person ❤

"Believe in yourself"

Genre: comfort

Warnings: none

A/N: I believe in you! You'll do great, sweetie!! I'm sure you've worked hard and will succeed. I love you🎀🎀

You rubbed your eyelids and then stretched your shoulders. Your body was sore from sitting in the same place for hours.

You rose from your chair and made your way to the bathroom, wetting your toothbrush and applying toothpaste on it.

You were lost in thought, while brushing your teeth, staring into the mirror with a tired look and your eyelids falling from the weight.

Your hand began to slow more and more, until it stopped moving completely, your toothbrush staying in place on your teeth and you closed your eyes.

"(Name)...?"

You hummed sleepily at the male voice that called out to you.

"My ophelia, you're sleeping on your feet." Karno sighed and rubbed your back soothingly. "Have you been studying until late at night again?"

You nodded and wordlessly began brushing your teeth again.

Apparently, at some point during your sleepy daze, you didn't notice him coming into the house at all. Your brain was so tired, you barely comprehended what was around you.

Once you finished, you washed off the toothpaste and set the toothbrush back into the cup by the mirror.

Karno placed his big hand on your head and stroked your hair softly, making you smile at the contact. "Come on, let's go to bed."

"Are you staying here tonight?"

"Yes, I missed you, so I came." He said, genuinely.

He led you to the bedroom and as you crawled into bed, he stared at you and with a little sadness in his voice, he spoke. "Please, take care of your health." He joined you beneath the blanket, wrapping his arms around you. "Think of it this way: if you're not healthy, you won't be able to focus on your goals."

"Alright, I promise to take better care of myself." You said. "But lately, my mind's been all about exams, I can barely sleep from this stress in my stomach."

Karno tightened his hold around you, placing a kiss to your forehead and you closed your eyes to enjoy it fully. "Everything will be fine." He whispered against the skin of your forehead, his voice gentle and calming. "You studied for this and you've worked hard. You deserve a break. I know it's not the easiest, but I want you to believe in yourself, you'll do great."

You nuzzled your nose into his chest and laid your head on his arm. The bed felt so comfy and his arms were so warm, it was exactly what you needed all those days.

Silence ruled for some time, his breathing the only thing that cut it. And then, he started humming. He hummed a rhythm constructed by his vocal cords and you smiled sleepily against his chest at the sound.

You felt the vibrations of his lullaby through his body and his breaths were like added instruments to his song.

He hummed a rhythm you've heard before, but sleepy as you were, you couldn't remember which one it was. You just knew you loved it and Karno had payed attention to you long enough to remember.

"Ka... Rno..." You called out his name amount your cloudy mind and the information that began to fade in your mind.

"Yes, my ophelia?"

"Will you stay... Stay with... Me?"

Karno smiled down at your nearly sleeping and defenseless form, stroking you back. "Of course. Enjoy your sleep, you deserve it."

making friends via fandom is inherently hilarious because in many ways it's like a regular friendship and sometimes you'll share stuff that's going on in your lives and offer support and talk about food or pets or random cultural stuff because you live on opposite sides of the damn planet, but also some of your interactions are like "hello beloved friend whom I cherish deeply, I have brought you a deceptively platonic gift of lovingly crafted star wars porn"