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 Posted: Mon Jan 08, 2018 8:31 pm
For a night in the middle of winter, the air seemed surprisingly warm. Maybe the weather just knew that something was going to change tonight. A shift in balance, maybe enough to change someone's entire world. No one could know, least of all Chara.
He had been waiting here on the rooftop where he spoke to Ptolemaeus nearly a four months ago. They spoke of ultimatums, of final thoughts and wishes and a promise was made. Part of him expected it to be all lies. Who the hell would leave everything behind to make someone else happy? s**t, Ptolemaeus wasn't even in love with Chara, he told him time and time again. And yet Chara found himself standing on the rooftop nonetheless, arms crossed to keep himself warm.
Maybe he would come with him, love the young Senshi of Chocolate, and stay with him.. There were so many complications with that. Where would they live? How would they make money? As hard as he thought about it, he still had no answers... He was still in college after and from what he knew about Ptolemy's civilian life, he didn't have much either.
Yet he didn't want to give up.
So he stood there, waiting, hoping to hear the other's shoes clack up beside him soon, watching the clock tick down from his wrist watch to the new year. It was strange.. For the first time in a long, long time, he wanted to see Ptolemy more than anything else.
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2018 9:19 pm
The Dark Mirror Senshi's signature became detectable not long after Chara arrived on the rooftop. A certain civilian had been watching the building for a while before he spotted the familiar figure. It was then that he took the opportunity to power in order to join his fellow super sailor scout at their proposed rendezvous point.
His hood prevented the cold from battering his face to an extent and Ptolemaeus smiled his usual, easy-going smile when he laid eyes on the white-and-brown-haired teen. "Good evening, Kisses," he greeted, coming up behind him to wrap his arms about the smaller body. In doing so, he hoped to warm them both up a little more. If it also happened to fulfill his desire for physical contact at the same time, that was a bonus.
"Thank you for coming. I'm surprised you're not home with your family right now, though. Perhaps we should make this short so you can rejoin them in time for the new year."
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2018 6:49 am
When the sudden aura of Chaos nearby popped up Chara couldn't help but feel sad for a brief moment. Had Ptolemaeus been that close, maybe even watching him from where he was standing and waiting for him to arrive as his civilian self? So close, but because of this damned war and the secrets they were forced to keep, he didn't even know...
It truly ******** sucked.
All of those negative thoughts were immediately swept away when he felt those warm arms come about him and drawing him back against the taller man. If he were to close his eyes, he could just imagine the stupid smile the other had, and that in turn made him smile too.
"Don't thank me, I'm the one who told you to come here..." His words were soft, the lightest tone of jest laced through them as he spun in the other's arms to return the embrace. Ptolemaeus' warmth never changed, always drawing Chara in and making the other feel like he was melting in his arms. As much as Chara wanted to say he hated it, he truly found himself craving it more.
"I don't really have any family. And I don't really want to talk about it right now, you know? I'm here for you, and I want to be here with you... I don't mind at all taking our time... But I guess it's best if we got straight to the point... Have you thought about things?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2018 9:56 pm
At the reminder that Chara had been the one who'd asked him to come, Ptolemy laughed. "That you did. But that didn't mean you yourself had to show up." The taller teen relished his peer's reciprocation of his hug.
He raised a brow when the one-eyed senshi mentioned not really having any family, but he did his best to respect his wishes about not talking about it and dropped the subject. They had others to discuss, anyway.
"Of course I have," he answered, running a hand through Chara's curls. "I know what I want to do. But before that, I have a question." Ptolemy curiously examined the two tones of the other male's hair.
"You said it hurt when I suggested that you corrupt." As he had told the senshi of chocolate, he had expected it. In fact, that was one reason he had mentioned it in the first place. However, there was still something he wanted to hear from Chara's own mouth. "Why?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2018 10:16 pm
"Mhm..." It didn't really feel needed for him to keep going back and forth with the older senshi, so he let it drop, allowing the other to touch him how he wanted. He would blame the hope he had in his chest that allowed him to fully appreciate Ptolemy's fingers through his hair. No part of him had any tension, and it allowed him to give in and seek out more warmth from his fingertips.
And for a moment everything felt right and perfect and he was just an inch away from allowing himself to give in and kiss the man like he so desperately wanted to do.
But he didn't, instead, his expression changed to confusion as he recalled that night, and it wasn't hard to pinpoint exactly when Ptolemaeus meant.
"Oh... That.. It hurt because it was a threat... I trusted you more than I had trusted anyone else in a long, long time, and then it felt like all of a sudden it had meant nothing. I've always hated the idea of someone telling me to do anything, taking my freedom away, and I thought at that moment, that's what you were trying to do."
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2018 10:34 pm
"Ahh...I see." Patting the other young man's head, he realized what he was doing and ceased in case Chara got offended at what could have been seen as a condescending gesture. "By the way...I don't think I ever got to properly thank you for saving me from those spiders around Halloween. He smirked. "I owe you one."
Releasing his grip on the smaller young man, he sat himself down on the rooftop and looked up at the White Moon Senshi. "So...about four months ago no, I think it was, we asked each other one we wanted from one another. I told you I wanted you to at least try to be happy. And you told me that if I purified and joined your faction, that would make you happy. Is that correct?"
Ptolemaeus reached up to clutch Chara's hand. "Has anything changed since then?
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2018 10:53 pm
"Yeah... You're welcome. I can just say things got worse from there, but I'm glad that you're still alive. I was really afraid that you'd really kick the bucket back then." There was no need to mention his sibling, right? The hallucinations were just that. He would keep what he knew a secret for now until it was actually mentioned. "You can pay me back with a kiss come midnight."
The clock continued to tick downwards to the new year, and they had less and less time together as it did. Sure, it wasn't a Cinderella story where they'd be forced back to their normal selves, but it did mean dawn was creeping ever closer, and they'd have to part. He didn't pull away from the Dark Mirror, and didn't even protest at the pat. It was as if he was compelled to be in his best behavior.
"No. That hasn't changed. I still want to be able to know you on both sides. And I still feel like somehow we can be happy together, even if it's not entirely what I wish it to be. But as time passes... I realize that if you were to purify, There's so much to do... I'm willing to do it if you are but has anything changed with you? Is it true that you want only for me to be happy?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 23, 2018 8:20 pm
Quote: Ptolemaeus laughed aloud. "And die before we had our scheduled meet-up? Give me some credit. I may have made some stupid decisions that night, but I wouldn't have let go of life so easily." He regarded Chara with a curious, peculiar look. "I think I had a strange dream. Hope I didn't cause too much trouble while I was having it. I'm almost positive you had to carry me, so at the very least, I'm sorry for that." He moved to playfully nuzzle his nose with his own in an Eskimo kiss. "You'll get your midnight lip-lock, Kisses. Just be patient; not much longer now."
He nodded slowly upon receiving Chara's response to his question, his gaze dropping to the flat surface of the roof. “I may be the Senshi of Change, but I keep my word. As long as you hold up your end of the bargain, I’ll hold up mine.” Dark eyes lifted again to focus on a single gold one. “‘Is it true’?” he repeated, smiling wanly. “Didn’t I agree to do anything in my power that would make you happy to prove it’s true?” Quote: “No, no you’re fine. It was nice feeling useful for once. I like to go on and on about wanting to protect people, but never have a chance. That night, though it sucked for you, I was so happy to have you rely on me.” He took the nuzzle in stride, only making a mock irritated expression and whapping his companion lightly on the shoulder than pull any further away, In fact, maybe he moved a little closer, allowing their fingers to lace together. “I’ll hold you to it.”
As he listened, he followed Ptolemaeus’ gaze, staring at what he thought was the same spot on the ground. Even if it wasn’t, it felt pretty close to it. And when Ptolemy’s gaze came up, so too did his, gold meeting brown. He could see it, that smile starting to fade… Even if the one he loved seemed to be offering himself willingly, why didn’t it feel like it? It felt so forced…
“Sure, you did, but have you even done anything towards that? What of your family? I… Well, I know of a sibling you have, someone you mentioned before when you were delirious. Did you talk to them? If you are going to come with me, I don’t want a single loose end… And ********, even if you did purify, I don’t have a place for you just yet… I still live in dorms, not in my own place… I’d have to clear that up first and find a way to make sure I can support you.” Chara let go of his hand, but came back closer, arms finding their way around Ptolemaeus’ waist and squeezing him tight.
“Just because you agree to something, if it makes you miserable then you shouldn’t do it. And truly, I think you won’t ever love me as I love you so… While I still want you with me… Are you sure…?” Quote: The light swat to his shoulder caused the taller senshi to laugh. As he felt fingers intertwine with his, Ptolemy squeezed the hand they belonged to. “I’ll bet you go around protecting people all the time,” he answered. “But you really helped me out there. Thank you.”
At the mention of his family, Ptolemaeus blinked in confusion and surprise. He was about to ask what had brought them up when Chara mentioned he’d spoken of them in his delirious state. “A sibling? Oh, well yeah...I’ve mentioned my sister before, haven’t I? That you reminded me of her.” He struggled to recall his dream. How much might Chara have heard him say?
It didn’t matter. “Why would I talk to them?” he chuckled. “My family hasn’t been a part of my life for at least a year, now. Almost two. It wouldn’t make sense to try to contact them out of the blue.” Dark eyes peered beyond the horizon of night. “Heh, they probably forgot I exist.” He raised a hand to clasp Chara’s shoulder. “And you know what? That’s probably for the best.”
Black brows knit when the younger male brought up not wanting a single loose end. And then he was talking about not having his own place. “Hey, relax, Kisses. I’m an able-bodied human being too; you don’t have to provide for me. I can find a new job and support myself. Maybe get my own dorm after I cancel the lease on my apartment.”
It was probably cheaper and more convenient to get a dorm while attending Sovereign Heights Preparatory, but he had been paying the rent on his own for a large apartment since he had gotten out of high school. The person he had meant to live with had yet to show up, however. Perhaps it had just been wishful thinking to begin with.
When he felt his waist encircled by affectionate, slender arms, Ptolemy beamed and returned the embrace. “I’m not miserable,” he assured his companion. “All I want is for you to be happy. You said you would try and I said I would do anything you thought would help. If you think that’ll help, then that’s what I’m going to do.” Rubbing Chara’s back, he was silent a few moments, thinking.
“I looked into the process. There’s still a lot we don’t know about Mirrorspace, but I’ve heard it said that you can only purify if you really want to. If I manage it, then you’ll know for sure that I really value your happiness, won’t you? And you’ll be able to hold up your end of our bargain.” Quote: “Think of it this way. I left home because my mother did something horrible, unforgivable even. But if I knew they’d never see me again, that they’d think I’m dead or worse, I’d still want to say goodbye. I can’t be that selfish about my life, I guess.” Chara hated his mother with a passion. The way she forced herself between him and his grandmother, how she slowly but surely started abusing him more and more as they got old, then finally when she pretty much chopped his fingers off. He hated her for all that and more, but he’d still go and say goodbye. “I have my own siblings, and even if they hate me too, I can’t let that guilt weigh down on me. Maybe you can’t love like you want to, but you care about them somewhere inside that chest of yours, I’m sure.”
His mumbling trailed off, pondering the possibility of leaving his own court to join the other, then quickly let that thought go. After all this time he finally had friends and he’d be damned if he let them go.
For a moment Chara closed his eye, just taking in Ptolemaeus’ soft words and the gentle rubbing of his back and tried to figure out just what would make him happy. Being with the older man, sure, but… That wasn’t going to end well, not like this.
“I’ve been trying to be happy on my own these days…” He started out softly, finally opening his eye again and reaching up to thread his fingers in the Dark Mirror’s black locks. “I think it’s working. I don’t feel alone that badly anymore, and between work and school, and therapy, honestly, everything is getting better. I don’t think I need you to be happy now, even if I really do still love you and want to be with you. So that’s why I’m going to say… If I’m already happy, or at least happy-ish, then you shouldn’t change for that reason because now you’re not getting anything out of it. Heh, maybe that means I’m growing up just a little bit.”
The clock ticked ever closer to midnight, and the low rumble of excitement from below meant that the ball could drop any moment now. Had he said enough?
“That means the bargain’s off, got it? You’ll have to find some other reason to purify… Maybe your sister could be a reason.” Quote: Ptolemy regarded Chara with a peculiar expression, as if scanning to determine his intentions. "...You left home?" he repeated. Of course. A lot must have happened since they had last come into contact with each other. Why should he have been so surprised? Many teens left home at around what he guessed was Chara's age. He himself certainly had. He'd recalled the Senshi of Chocolate had referred to his family and his mother before, but he hadn't known at what time Chara had chosen to leave them or for what reason. Of course he wouldn't have known. They hardly knew anything about each other's civilian lives. But did they really have to in order to able to relate to one another?
"Okay, I can see what you mean," the taller male acknowledged. "But in my case, it's probably better if they don't even know what became of me. If I showed up out of nowhere just to say 'hi' and then 'bye again', that wouldn't make any sense, would it?" He cocked his head at the other sailor scout. "They'd know something was up. If they suspected something like I was going to kill myself, they might even get desperate in their attempts to get me to stay. If they've already forgotten about me, it'd be more selfish to reinsert myself into their lives temporarily and remind them that I exist just so I can say farewell. No reason to churn up the soil of what's already been buried."
When the Senshi of Chocolate ran his digits into Ptolemy's hair, the swarthy young man leaned into his touch and pressed closer as he listened to Chara speak. The more he heard, the more clouded his understanding became. "Heh...you said that my purifying would make you happy and that hasn't changed," he reiterated. "But now I'm getting the distinct impression that something has changed, because it almost sounds like you're trying to convince me not to purify, now."
Fiddling with a few strands of the younger scout's white locks atop his head, Ptolemaeus was quiet for a bit before opening his mouth to speak again, seemingly heedless of midnight's ever-increasing proximity. "I'm afraid I don't see how that dissolves the bargain," he confessed. "If anything, it sounds like I'm more obligated than ever to hold up my end of the deal since you held up yours. Just because you think you may be happy now doesn't mean it'll stay that way. And if my purification could increase whatever happiness you've managed to obtain for yourself, wouldn't that be even better?"
He let go of Chara's hair and brought his hands to rest on the sides of the other senshi's shoulders instead. "What is this about my sister all of a sudden?" he wanted to know. Ptolemy didn't seem angry, but his features were strangely devoid of much discernable emotion. While such an expression might have been a neutral default for most, it was seldom seen on the face of the constantly-grinning Dark Mirror Senshi. "I didn't think she had anything to do with this. Is this because I compared you to her?" Quote: “Maybe I am trying to convince you not to. It’s not just something you can do, and then when you’re done, and you’ve had enough of it, you could just go back. Once you do it, nothing will ever be the same. And I won’t say I’m not worth purifying over, but I can say what we have, how we feel about one another isn’t enough. And you have to admit, saying you’d purify for someone just to make them happy sounds more like you’re trying to force someone to stay with you. If you purify, I feel responsible. I could never let you go, and I can see that getting worse and worse if I ever met someone who actually desires me. … Yeah, okay, I guess things have changed. I’m not selfish and stupid as I was when I asked you to make that promise. Sorry for lying.” He wasn’t really sorry, not on the least, but it seemed natural to apologize, and he withdrew his hands from Ptolemaeus, only to put them around his waist instead.
It seemed like tonight they just couldn’t keep their hands off of one another. Their hands wandered around slowly, seeking out the curves and softness eachother had as if maybe tonight would be their last time together. It wasn’t the first time Chara had acted like this either, desperate to make sure Ptolemaeus didn’t let him go.
And yet tonight didn’t feel that way at all. If anything it felt like it would be the start of something new, maybe a better understanding of what they were to one another, and… Hopefully the start of Chara finally being able to let Ptolemaeus go.
Either way, when the Dark Mirror Senshi brought up his sister Chara simply nodded.
“If I am so much like your sister like you seem to claim, then… I would imagine she feels like I do about things. Well, not exactly, but she probably misses you. But I’d rather not be compared to her, or any sibling. Makes this whole thing really awkward. Siblings shouldn’t be asking for a kiss at midnight from one another. And she’s your Sister for crying out loud. She was really important from what I heard… And you did so much for her. She at least deserves to know, if no one else.” Quote: Ptolemaeus’ hands slowly slipped off Chara’s shoulders, his expression still neutral. “...You think I’m purifying to force you to stay with me?” he asked, his volume hardly more than a whisper. The question was barely audible against the backdrop sounds of the crowds below.
“Well, then.” He fixed his dark gaze on the other sailor scout’s single eye. “I’m not sure how you’d feel responsible, since I would be doing it of my own accord. But if that’s the way it is, it sounds like purifying would be counterproductive toward making you happy after all.”
When his sister was brought up, Ptolemy shook his head. “What is there to tell her if you don’t want me to purify? Or do you? Tell me what you want, Chara, because I’m getting mixed messages.” Quote: “No, not not that… Sorry, I’m making things more complicated than I mean. It’s more like… The way YOU say YOU’RE purifying to make ME happy makes me think I’M making YOU purify so you would stay with ME. I know that you aren’t trying to manipulate me into anything… It’s the opposite… I love you so much, it makes me stupid, and makes me want to try to keep you with me no matter what, which I know wouldn’t make you happy.” When Ptolemaeus pulled away, Chara panicked, reaching down to grasp both of Ptolemy’s, lacing their fingers together in an attempt to not allow him to leave. It almost felt like the situation was reversed from normal, where he was the one always trying to run away…
Words were becoming jumbled and twisted on his tongue at this point, so he bit his lip, trying to gather his thoughts enough to become coherent without aggravating the situation further. Why the ******** was everything so goddamn complicated! It felt any time he tried to be peaceful and have an actual conversation he ******** it up somehow… And maybe it didn’t seem that way right now, but the look his older companion was giving him screamed that he had done something wrong.
“Look. Okay. I WANT you to purify. I want you to be with me, BUT. I don’t want you to just give up everything, family, friends, your COURT, for some stupid random child you met and you don’t even love in the way they love you. ********, if you love me like you love your sister, the immediate thought is for you to STAY with her. She’s your actual sister! You’ve known her your whole life, and me? I’m just some little a*****e you stumbled upon about two or three years ago. So the obvious choice is her. And okay, say you are willing to say goodbye even after that thought… Why leave your court? They seem decent, and this is coming from me, who wanted to kill them all. They aren’t bad people, so… Why are you willing to leave it all behind? ‘To make me happy’ doesn’t seem like enough of a reason. And to say that ‘making me happy makes you happy’ honestly feels like s**t because I don’t understand then why are you so ‘obsessed’ with making me happy. What, is it because I remind you of your sister? Well then, shouldn’t YOU go and find YOUR sister and make her happy first?”
He finally stopped, taking a deep breath and allowed his hands to let his love’s go… It was one sided, everything always seemed like it and, well… Maybe it was time for that to finish.
“You don’t even know me as I am on my civilian side… It’s not a matter of whether or not you should purify for me, or if I’m worth it or not, it’s a matter of me being uncomfortable with you leaving everything behind… Did you even talk to anyone else about this besides me? Your Prince or your team mates…? It’s more than just leaving your sister behind.. It’s leaving everyone and… And I love you too ******** much to let you throw that all away so I can be some selfish little p***k.”
For some reason he could feel something between anger and sadness starting to fill his chest, and he hated it. To him, it would always feel like he wasn’t good enough a reason to purify, not if it’s just a friend purifying for another friend.
“I’ve said it over and over and ******** over how much I love you and want to be with you, but that’s not the same you feel me, so forcing you to purify over it, even if you say it’s you doing it willingly, will never feel good to me. It won’t ever make me happy if you don’t love me back the way I love you. So.. Yeah… Even though I want you with me, don’t. It’s just not ******** worth it.” Quote: When Ptolemy began to move away, Chara's desperation to keep him close became evident in his grasp as he locked their hands. The Dark Mirror Senshi froze at this, sensitive as always to physical contact. He listened carefully and glazed the shorter sailor scout with a steady, neutral gaze. While he heard him out, he lifted one of those hands not belonging to him and pressed the back of it to his cheek, relishing the sensation of skin on skin for a while before bringing both their hands back down. The White Moon Senshi seemed to be missing both a fingertip and a whole finger, but Ptolemy hadn't asked about them yet. He wasn't sure he had the right to, especially if Chara hadn't mentioned them.
"Maybe it would have been better not to tell you about my sister at all," he said once he thought Chara had finished his piece. "She's not a part of my life anymore and I'm not a part of hers. I can't go back. Even if I did, with the problems she's had with living, I doubt there's anything more I could do for her at this point to make her happy. Besides, I already created a new identity for myself and accepted that I may never see her again. I've made my peace with that, so no need to bring her into this."
He felt his hands being released. The loss of warmth and physical connection was like the cutting of a lifeline. "I don't have to know your civilian side to take comfort in your company," Ptolemaeus told him. "But I will say this. It's my personal opinion that it's not my purification that would make you happy, but my reciprocation of your feelings. I think you said the former would make you happy because you thought it might give you a chance at obtaining the latter. I can give you the former, but not the latter. If the former is not a guarantee you would be happy, though, and has an equal if not greater chance of causing you unhappiness through guilt, then you're right. It's not worth the consequences you would have to deal with for me to purify."
Shaking his head, the taller senshi uttered a soft laugh. "I hadn't really mentioned it to anyone, but it doesn't matter. Like I said once before, I'm not really capable of making any real connections to others. I doubt any of them would miss me if I disappeared." He captured the younger male's chin with his thumb and forefinger, slightly tilting his head up. "I don't know, though. Maybe you would."
A cheer went up in the streets and Ptolemaeus bent his head, closing his eyes to silently meet his lips with Chara's as the new year dawned on them. Quote: "Alright... I understand. I get it all and I think... Yeah, this is okay." Was there anything more to be said? They spoke, they explained, and... It felt like they made their peace with things.
Ptolemy wouldn't purify. That was fine, that was what Chara was pushing for to begin with, and even if his heart seemed to ache at the thought they couldn't be together like he wanted, the young senshi didn't seem entirely upset by it.
In fact, he simply smiled, it seeming strange and tired looking on his otherwise constantly scowling face.
So much had happened in the past year, and he could even see himself having changed, given the reactions that past him would have had. But he wasn't who he was before and more than a little part of him was relieved at that.
As the ball dropped and cheers overcame the plaza below, he allowed himself to be guided into the kiss, returning it as softly as he could and letting it linger for as long as Ptolemaeus would allow. During that time, with the music blaring and laughter surrounding them both, he came to a decision, the same decision that he had made with Peter not all that long ago. This time, however, it seemed to hurt less. He supposed it just came with practice.
Once he broke, Chara pulled away, enough that there was space between them, but still taking Ptolemy's hands into his own, just as he had done earlier. In silence he stared at the space between them, absently running his thumbs back and forth over gloved knuckles as he gathered his thoughts for the final time that night. When he did, he finally looked up, taking a deep breath before smiling that same, tired but calm.
"I think that I've come to a point where I can say I'm truly alright with this, you know? I can't have you. You won't love me like I love you, and... ********, it's sad but I'm not going to beat myself up over it like I used to... And you shouldn't either. So more than anything, this year I want us to be friends, okay? Real friends, not just some crazy little s**t pining over the big boy who can't love him back for reasons, but just real people, wanting to be real friends. If someday it grows into more, sure, we'll do something about it but right now, that's enough. I like you. I like you as I know you, and I want to know you more to like you more... Hehe, I'm getting confusing, aren't I?"
His laugh was soft but genuine, and shook his head slightly at his own jumble of words. This whole night seemed to be alot of talking, and maybe only a quarter of it made sense.
"How does that sound? New years resolution: Chara and Ptolemaeus become friends." Quote: Black, fingerless gloved hands revelled in the intimate contact of brown-gloved ones. He was ready to stay that way as long as Chara wanted to. It touched him to know that even if the other senshi might not have understood exactly what meant something to Ptolemy or why, he still wanted the other to be happy just as Ptolemy wanted for him.
Regarding Chara’s weary but definite smile, the Dark Mirror Senshi thought he could really see just how much his White Moon peer had changed since he’d met him and it looked to be for the better. Ptolemy been so afraid that Chara’s feelings would get the better of him just as his own had destroyed him once long ago. It seemed he needn’t have feared that the Senshi of Chocolate would share his fate of being left relatively emotionless, however. He, like Tymiko, was made of more solid stuff than Ptolemaeus was. Chara could take whatever the world and life dished out at him and be all the stronger for it.
“Yeah...I’d like that,” the taller male answered when his companion mentioned wanting to be real friends. “Might take us a little longer than most to really get to know each other well if we only see each other when we’re powered up, but I still think it’s possible. Especially with a will like yours.“ He pushed himself to his feet with a soft grunt and stiff legs, stretching his arms to the sky before offering a hand to help Chara up. “I think it’s enough that we both like each other as ‘real people’ and want to get to know each other more, too.”
The other teen’s laughter caused Ptolemy to brighten and laugh as well. “You’re not getting confusing. It makes perfect sense. And that sounds like an excellent New Year’s resolution to me.” Pleased that Chara truly seemed at least a little happier with his lot, even if it hadn’t exactly turned out as he’d originally wanted, Ptolemaeus wrapped him in a tight embrace. “Hehe...this is gonna be one heck of a new year.”
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