[Has six pairs of wings sprouting from his back! He turns and looks at Chrono, apparently not concerned by his appearance.]
Fine. Just a little itchy.
Fine. Just a little itchy.
[Kaworu is sitting in the common room, just outside the bathroom, wrapped in a blanket, looking a little gray in the face.]
[Kaworu's also got his little angel plushie. He glances up Chrono and feels surprisingly happy to see him. The corners of his mouth quirk into a soft smile anyway. Except when he sees the chocolate his face turns a little more gray and he waves it away in a "you keep it" gesture.]
[He looks down at the precious little angel plush but with wings and shrugs.]
I guess it's supposed to look like one of my brethren. What is yours? A lizard?
I guess it's supposed to look like one of my brethren. What is yours? A lizard?
No.
I'm not. I just look like one but I'm not human. And I was raised knowing I wasn't.
[He tilts his head, not quite understanding the concept of a dragon. It looks like a lizard to him...]
I'm not. I just look like one but I'm not human. And I was raised knowing I wasn't.
[He tilts his head, not quite understanding the concept of a dragon. It looks like a lizard to him...]
Yes, my body that was created during the experiment that birthed me.
Angels.
[he sounds tired and drops his face into his plush like he doesn't want see Chrono's expression.] Does that bother you?
[he sounds tired and drops his face into his plush like he doesn't want see Chrono's expression.] Does that bother you?
[He glances up and searches Chrono's face for any falsehoods despite not having any inclination towards suspicion. He fears rejection in this moment and he can't explain why.]
And it doesn't matter to you?
And it doesn't matter to you?
Of course it does. It's who I am. It's the reason I exist at all.
[Just getting this rolling because I have been so slow. Kaworu and Chrono are somewhere in the house of mirrors when the dark glass starts showing the outlines of various shapes, like looking in a room in the middle of the night. A furnished apartment in an impersonal way and two boys in a bed. It must be a memory].
I was trying help. He'd passed out before doing that and my apartment was not near a doctor.
[He seems to genuinely think this and that he had no real ulterior motives.]
[He seems to genuinely think this and that he had no real ulterior motives.]
...I had so many strange feelings inside me. Things I didn't even know I was capable of feeling. I felt like I could drown in them. I had to understand why I felt so happy when I touched him.
[It's called toxic yaoi, Chrono.]
[It's called toxic yaoi, Chrono.]
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