Time Blindness
Time Blindness
Summary: The aftermath of Dew's elemental transition ft. Aether
Word count: 280 (short, I know)
Fic type: Angst with a tiny bit of comfort
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Aether was concerned beyond relief. He had been holding onto Dew for satan-knows-how-long, and he couldn’t let go of him. Not even Omega had been able to do so. Dew had been completely unmoving ever since the clergy had performed the elemental transition on him.
Aether’s heart broke every minute that ticked by. He was in his own room, Dew’s getting emptied by some of the other ghouls since no one had hope of the ghoul in his arms recovering. But Aether couldn’t give up, still using his quintessence to keep Dew breathing, not being able even to let go of him for more than two minutes, afraid that even the shortest period of time away from each other would cause Dew to slip away from him.
Then, after weeks, maybe a month, of living like that, Aether felt Dew twitch, the smaller’s arm moved slightly. Aether couldn’t make out if it was actually true or just his mind trying to get him to believe that Dew wouldn’t die. He took Dew’s hand, almost in disbelief, and shed a small tear when he felt a small squeeze on it.
Aether held onto Dew tighter, resting his head on the shorter’s as he tucked Dew’s head into his chest, pushing a bit more of quintessence into him.
Then, it finally happened, Dew opened his eyes, looked up at Aether, who looked down at him after feeling the movement.
Both were silent, but smiled at the realisation that it was finally over, the constant agony and uncertainty had come to an end, and peace was ready to enter their lives again. They could only hold each other at the thought of that.
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