[Nobu]

Motivations came in many forms, but the end-goal should be to make change and success for one's self. Nobu was damaged, but Kysaly reminded him that repairs were possible. The hull wasn't breached too badly that the deep seas of vulnerability were impossible to sail. When the lightning lord said that he would do the good work for Kysaly, he knew that he had to do it for himself. That didn't stop them from being the carrot that led the way.

The mutual respect was even more attractive, as Nobu wouldn't settle for someone that thrived in harshness only. Being direct and honest was perfect for him, but had they sat there and kept on with their cold nature, he'd know when to back out. In the days that led to his decision to retire early from the honest world and become Raiden, there was one person who he thought he loved. That person degraded him, criticizing what he didn't have and what he could've been.

If Kysaly became that, then this was the last hoorah. The hull could only take so much abuse. This silent commitment to a pursuit for greater things was trusting that Kysaly's potential would rocket in kinetic wonder. Especially with how they read his feelings, the empathic doctor had truly a magical ability. "Your prescience is gratifying. It's scary, but when I can't speak my mind then I'll let you hold my hand." Taking their hand as a symbolic gesture, he kissed their knuckles.

"It goes the same for you. You're not isolated here." When they kissed, it was only natural that Nobu didn't allow Kysaly to be timid with it. Clawing away, demanding that they get closer, he would almost lose the necessary discipline and would grunt in pain from drawing them in closer and closer. Releasing the kiss, he laughed in pain. "Mmm...that's my fault. We should be careful, I know that there's a different kind of storm than I'm used to making. Can't forget I'm all fucked up."

Patting himself, he still would have hold of their hand. It felt safe, inviting. It made the bed feel earned. "I won't stop being Raiden. But...I will do better." He needed to clean up his act anyways. The pre-vigilante night mirror-talks were getting toxic when he cursed himself to his own face. Flourishing his fingers under their chin, a sparkle of red, yellow, green and then blue electricity would radiate and run up to the tip of his index before harmlessly popping.

"I can be good to you in any room of the world. Let's find out." At this point, a second date was guaranteed...but it might look much different if they spent the next week together with him healing. That kind of trauma bonding wasn't for show, it meant a lot to him. Kysaly would soon enough as well.

Kysaly

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It was a breath of fresh air to feel like someone cared. At the very least, Nobu was willing to try. That was more than anyone had truly due to Kysaly before. "Hm, I like that. I don't always need to tell you how you're feeling, but feel it instead and understand it." They didn't need to narrate Nobu's emotions, but it was good to know that due to Kysaly's quirk, Nobu's feelings were out in the open. "At the very least, it feels nice to feel how you feel right now." He wasn't lying, and perhaps he was just as scared and excited as Kysaly was.

A short giggle would come out as Nobu reached closer and further for a longer kiss. They wouldn't fight it, gently running their hand from his cheek down his neck. Fingers would trail down one at a time as they kissed, making a note of the finer details of him. As they stopped again, Kysaly had to restrain themselves from continuing as they felt his wounds hurting once more. "Easy there for now, you're in bed rest, you and Raiden both." They'd give his hand a squeeze of reassurance about that topic though, wanting to make sure he wasn't dreading that fact.

"Just, make good choices. I don't care too much of what you do, as long as you come back." It was a bit ask, but Kysaly didn't want to have to worry. "If you don't, know that I'll make sure you do. I want you to-" they stopped themselves, realizing what they were saying was a bit too sappy for now. "-in the meantime, you should rest up." They'd slide a bit Sasha and ensure that he had enough blankets and pillows. Afterwards, Kysaly could come back, grab his hand, and cuddle up to him. "I know it's hard, but try to get some rest. The sooner you heal, the sooner we can go on a date." With a final kiss on the forehead, Kysaly would get comfortable to allow themselves to be the anchor that kept them afloat.

Notes

ᓬ Fuzzy PJs.

Kysaly Nobu

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"A beautiful quirk." Nodding, Nobu understood it was a power that Kysaly must possess. Something well-hidden, except by the reactions that they had to direct touch. Beautiful, safe, not so terrifying. Unlike the person formerly titled Nessaku, Kysaly was elegant in what they could do and who they were. No, he was a different story. Lightning that cut the sky and burnt the air. Thunder that deafened those well-within its booming drum.

The power often hailed by gods in mythology, Raiden was the opposite of beautiful. Dancing with electricity between his fingers, the minor control he had over its might, he would look at Kysaly and feel...a lot of things renewed. If they could see it, feel it, know it...then it removed a huge barrier people often had with Nobu. They had their moment of being reminded that restraint was necessary when he was so heavily wounded.

"It's going to be difficult, you know." A sly smirk, he would graciously take Kysaly's hand. Even if they couldn't do anything for now, at least they could cuddle and he could feel affection for the first time in ages. Affection that wasn't a courtesy as part of frivolous sex. He knew that while he turned down meaningless connections, that it came from his time spent being like Kysaly. There were moments of weakness after he decided to not be so reckless, but it made it all the better for meeting the angelic doctor.

Nobu understood the need for connection. He'd done so much self-harm emotionally that now was an opportunity to heal through treating himself right. The first step was to cuddle and hope that his body's natural reactions wouldn't be...too distracting. "I promise I'll come back. When I go too far, I'm going to need an anchor. I'll anchor you too, Kys." Bringing a finger to their chin, he would gently caress it.

"When I'm healed, I'll be a reminder of many things you won't have to do anymore." Mustering energy and strained flexibility, he would kiss them.

Kysaly

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Kysaly

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Kysaly would blush at the mention of their quirk being beautiful. In their eyes, it wasn't something that was beautiful at all, but rather a curse. Being able to feel nothing but then feel everything was a sensation that was overwhelming and highly addictive. With a nod though, they would nuzzle into the thought that someone thought it was okay.

"Please do come back." They'd squeeze his hand back, feeling how serious he truly was about the things that he said. It was a welcome feeling and one that Kysaly hadn't felt in a long time. The idea of it being difficult for them would hopefully linger around, but it was best that he healed up as soon as possible.

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With that in mind, Kysaly took good care of him. When they weren't tending to the café (which had gotten reduced hours to take care of him), Kysaly was making sure that he was seated well, had something to eat and drink, as well as something to do. Kysaly would offer him books, movies, TV shows and music. Most of all, he was Kysaly's personal taste tester. Whenever they made something, he was the first to try it. Whether it was hot or cold, Kysaly would come over with their lemon patterned apron to offer it to him. Being able to have someone else's viewpoint on something that could be so specific was the type of aid they truly needed.

That wasn't all that they did however. After hours, Kysaly would cook meals for them both, or order in something for them to eat. They would sit in bed (for maximum comfort), and continue on with whatever show they had started together. A few kisses and wandering hands would happen, but in reality they were just happy to have the company of someone else. Having someone to come home to was refreshing, even if it was temporary. Right. Soon, Nobu would be feeling good enough to be on his own again, and their little arrangement would be over. Though they would see each other again, it wouldn't be the same as it was now; they would go back to their regular routines, ones that were not revolving around one another.

Tonight was the final check up for Nobu. After a good night's sleep, Kysaly had informed him that he could be up and on his way, as most of the wounds were healed enough for him to go back to a regular routine. Did Nobu know this yet? No, and it was Kysaly's job to break that news to him. Knocking on their own bedroom's door around 4pm, Kysaly would peek their head in and give a big smile. "Special delivery." They would flash a few boxes of food for the two of them. It wasn't clear what was in them, but there was a lot of it. Pulling a small table to go over the bed closer to Nobu, Kysaly would move over and give him a kiss on the forehead. "I hope your day was good, I'm sorry I didn't visit much." With a shy smile, Kysaly would place the boxes down on the table and then take off their coat. Their ears were red at the tips from being outside, but otherwise you wouldn't be able to tell that they had been outside walking.

Once they took their coat off, Kysaly would stand a bit impatiently beside the bed, looking down to the containers they had brought in. "I hope that it's good." Inside the first three containers would be an array of his favorite take-out spots during their time together and ones he had told them about. It would be their favorite dishes, with any and all side sauces or side dishes that he liked. There would be a few bottled drinks and a few beers in the bag as well, all his favorites. Inside of the last box though, was something truly special. It was a cake, whichever flavor was his favorite, with handmade decorations of the things they had done together. A little TV for their shows, various foods they had eaten, and more. In the middle, read a message "thanks for making these weeks the best" which seemed to be done in a pretty lavender cursive to match their hair.

To break the silence on their end, they would take a breath before speaking. "You're pretty much all better now. I checked you this morning and all the things I was worried about have healed up. Being able to call in my healer friends for sure sped up the process." Having a handy healing phoenix was always a bonus. "So, tonight's the last night you have to stay here. I thought I would try to make it special." Before he could say anything back, Kysaly would rummage and grab some nice chinaware plates, cups, and cutlery for them to dig in with. With pretty napkins on the side, Kysaly would set up the table perfectly and do a small bow. "Please enjoy it."

Notes

ᓬ Brown turtleneck, black slacks.

Kysaly Nobu

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[Nobu]

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Who would've known that last night's events would lead in these two becoming closer than they maybe would have? Originally, Nobu wasn't going to bring the truths that he did to Kysaly. The longer a person takes to reveal something as crucial as vigilantism or any aspect of identity, the deeper the consequence. Even if it wasn't directly harmful, the visage sculpted into that person's mind is always shaken by missing such a huge chunk of the picture.

The intimacy wasn't acted on just then, but Nobu could feel something else other than fun lust stirring between them. Kysaly was a hell of a person and has gone beyond just piquing his interest. Now the thing that drew him was tangible and visible. Before the wounded vigilante was a true hero. Not tainted by the dishonesty of society, Kysaly was a doctor that knew what they wanted and what they were willing to do. Yet, they still helped repair the broken bits in people.

"I will. I promise." Promises were powerful, he better keep it.

The care over the course of the next few weeks was wonderful. The first week was hard for Nobu, as he felt antsy to get back into the field and Kysaly had to calm him down more than once. There was a powerful sense of duty and Nobu wasn't fulfilling it like he thought he should. Rumblings of a dark event, a rite of passage for anyone who dared to care, that made him afraid of being frail. Still, he couldn't deny that Kysaly taking care of him and spending the time was heavenly.

They did so much, made sure he ate well and went through great lengths and connections to make sure he recovered. After a while, he would accept that he could live in this bubble of bliss for as long as was allowed. Work was to be done once it was over and Cambion was still at large. His friend and her kids were in hiding, but Cambion had connections of his own. Before Nobu could take on that daunting hunt, he needed to do more than heal.

He needed to be strong.

What he didn't have strength for was to admit that he knew that his recovery hit a point where he could've left. With how special Kysaly made him feel, he wanted to soak in the quality time and services provided. There was a debt that was going to be paid, but in the meantime...Kysaly brought cake. They were going to enjoy one final dinner together before Nobu returned to his apartment. As the makeshift table was set, Nobu couldn't conceal his happiness.

"Kys, you've done a lot to make sure I got better. I'm not going to recklessly fight him again, but it will eventually happen. I will be prepared and it won't be before you get a proper second, third, whatever amount of dates you'll have me for." The feeling of their time was almost like a true relationship, yet the foundation wasn't complete. Nobu was hoping to rectify this and as he ate with the good doctor, he reached out for their hands to embrace.

"Thank-you. I cherished this time we had. I may return home tonight and take a few days to get some affairs in order that have been neglected." Nobu needed to contact people who might've noticed his disappearance, especially considering the illegality of his work. "Let me show you one of my favorite sight-seeing spots this weekend." Winking at Kysaly and eating his food, he pondered on the sudden nature of him wanting to share a safe place like his little nest in Tokyo he retreats to when he doesn't want to go home.

It meant that he was having real, unprecedented feelings. Kysaly shared their home and went above and beyond when they didn't need to, so it was only fair to reciprocate. "You have a way of making a man feel special, let me return the favor." Curling his tongue around the food and sleekly swallowing it into a chewing smirk, his brow rose and fell as if to imply his...

Oh, this food was delicious.

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His reaction was at the very least favorable. They didn't have to do all of this, especially for someone that would be leaving sooner rather than later, but Nobu was worth it. Even if this went to nothing, it felt good to have someone that they truly cared about and wanted to be better for. They'd smile calmly, slowly creeping in beside Nobu and eating alongside him. "I didn't want you to forget this." Kysaly said with a calm voice. In the back of their mind, they were scared that they would not come back.

"If you are going to be fighting people, I need you to be more careful. There isn't a lot of people that will heal a stranger, and being reckless won't make me like you." If Nobu was getting hurt to be some stupid version of a "bad boy", it wasn't going to fly. "You need to take care of yourself and leave if you have to. And rely on me a bit." They'd nudge him playfully.

At the mention of him taking them somewhere special, they'd show a big smile at the idea of it. Wow, somewhere that he probably thought was super special to him? "I guess you're really treating me special huh." Special what though? What were they, and what were they going to be? They'd let out a huff, but quickly hide any worry that they had on their face with more food. After a few moments, they'd swallow their food and nod along with the sentiment. "That sounds good."

Even if Kysaly didn't want to, their thoughts were childish. Was everything not good enough for him to want to be dating Kysaly? Did he want to go on more dates to figure out if he liked them? They'd pause their eating for a moment, looking down to their hands in thought. It wasn't fair to push any big questions onto anyone, but Kysaly had to say something. "These last few weeks have been some of the best that I can remember. I... I hope that I've given you a glimpse of what I can do for you." God, they sounded like a teenager confessing to their crush. Kysaly wasn't supposed to get all sappy and nervous, they were grown! "It's just been really nice spending time with you. I forgot how lonely I was." It dawned on Kysaly that they hadn't had a close connection like this in quite a long time. Being able to have interest in someone and to feel that it was reciprocated hadn't happened in years.

That thought terrified them. Having put a lot of their hopes and expectations into Nobu already, they realized that perhaps they'd idealized the future a bit too much. In Kysaly's mind, it felt like there was a tension in the air surrounding their departure. They'd shared so many close moments, but there wasn't a finalization of their feelings or what was to come next. Kysaly was sure that they'd be able to find out those things once they met again, but it was just a bit too much for Kysaly to think about right now. Leaning their head down a bit more, they would feel their eyes water up. Before they thought that Nobu would notice, Kysaly would move away and off the bed. "Ah, I forgot something for you. I'll be right back, just enjoy the food." Even if he wasn't paying attention, he'd see them wiping their eyes on the way out of the door.

Notes

ᓬ Brown turtleneck, black slacks.

Kysaly Nobu

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The time spent was mere luck from having reasonably raised the ire of Kysaly. He suddenly left them when their date was going to take an intimate turn, going off to fight and nearly dying for it. They repaired it, reprimanded him for it, forgave him for it and now they were helping seal the memory. In the end, it became something that Nobu could cherish in the light or dark of his life. "How could I?" A simple confession with a happy smile.

They could eat together in a moment of repair. For Nobu's body, Kysaly's heart and the potential that sparked between the two. Still, the warning came and rung true. "I'll make sure to be stronger so that you won't have to worry." He couldn't truly promise to not be reckless, but he could hold him to a growing standard. "It isn't for the sake of recklessness, I swear. I'm a smart man, though bull-headed. Making it home will be a law in my heart. The consequences are clear, Kysaly." Nodding, the serious proclamation was the best compromise he could go for.

Enjoying the food, enjoying each other's space, he would feel the mural of his mind's palace intensify with sweet memories of Kysaly. They won't be the last, this being a humble beginning. "You are special, Kys." Winking, he would wonder how life would change now that someone important came into his life. Time was spent relying on them, which was usually very difficult for the stubborn man. Kysaly was easier to swallow than others when it came to listening and accepting that his word wasn't always the start and end of things.

For a person like Nobu, the sign of a special person was the one who'd soften him up and smooth his edges. "I agree, but I'd like to spend more time with you under better circumstances. You deserve that, I do too. We've become lonely because the world has been bad to us." Touching Kysaly, letting them feel his romance through that contact, the moment felt imperative to seal with clarity. "Let's be good to each other."

Before things became too emotional, Nobu wanted to be a bit light-hearted in a way that made Kysaly knew the restraint he begrudgingly had. "I want to tear you apart, I hope you feel that too. But...I also want to see what it's like to do it 'right'. Let's not rush it, you know...so I don't break you too soon." Sticking out his tongue, he would watch as Kysaly prepared a final gift for the night.

Oh, even he was getting emotional.

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Kysaly

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The words that Nobu said were like warm daggers to the heart. They felt nice and relieved the pain that they felt, but they still hurt. It was so good to feel wanted, but at the same time it felt that it could so easily be taken away from them. They'd never truly wanted to be beside someone, so the thought of doing just that with Nobu shook them to the core. It was easier to run away and not accept those feelings, Kysaly even considered it, but they were not a child that needed to be afraid; if they got burned, they would just move on and learn from it.

That didn't feel like that was going to happen this time though. With every word and touch that Nobu gave him, they felt themselves sinking further into his grasp and into his words. It was soft and it felt like home. They were special. They were worth being good to. They were worth being safe for. It was things that they had never heard before, and for some reason it felt so odd.

As they touched, Kysaly felt his emotions. Being able to feel someone's love for you was a scary thing. The way that his heart was racing, the heat in his body, the rising of his blood... It was all there, and it was all for them. They'd stay like that for a few moments, soaking up the bits that they felt they could handle in those moments. As the comments got a bit more suggestive, they'd audibly gasp at the idea. Their mind had been filled with such lovey-dovey thoughts, that they almost completely forgot about some of the aspects that they hadn't been able to touch on. With a bright blush, they would nod. "I-I feel it."

Getting up as they did, they tried to calm their emotions. Closing the door behind them, Kysaly would take a few moments and sink down to the ground. It was so much and also not enough at the same time. Even for someone like them that felt like they understood how the world worked, they felt oblivious to the advances of Nobu. They stayed there for at least a minute or two, letting silent tears go down their face with a mixture of fear and excitement on their face. Once they felt calm enough, they would look around for something to give Nobu. There had never been another final gift- they'd just needed an excuse to get out of the room and calm down.

After searching for a little bit, they felt that they had the right gift. It was something that they were keeping for a special occasion, but it really wasn't Kysaly's style. Going back into the room, they would present Nobu a medium sized box. "Um... I hope that it works for you." Inside the box was a simple scarf, adorned with hints of silver, brown and blue. If Nobu didn't ask, he'd never realize that this wasn't bought specifically for him. "I-it's just not my style, but it's yours I hope. Wear it to keep you safe." It was a cheesy sounding line, but it felt right for the moment.

Moving closer, Kysaly would idly start to clean up around him, trying not to react too much to any emotions he shared about the scarf so that they didn't start crying again. With quick movements, they would move the table away and look down to Nobu with a smile. "Do you want to wear it now before you go?" The words sounded forced, and Kysaly's nails were visibly digging into the skin of their hands to stop themselves from crying.

Notes

ᓬ Brown turtleneck, black slacks.

Kysaly Nobu

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What grew from their time together helped shift the initial hurt and frustration of that tumultuous night into something beautiful. Kysaly was struggling with letting Nobu go home, that was clear as day. He needed to decide if he'd break his normal rules about coddling or shoot straight as an arrow for them. Maybe not everyone needed the harsh hammer of lightning that was Nobu's judgment, especially considering the bond that bloomed between them.

Who was he kidding? Kysaly didn't need him to set them straight with all of those emotions. In fact, Nobu was emotional himself. In his own way, as a singular tear would shed by the time things were said and done. A quirk wasn't needed to feel and understand and truly empathize with the fearsome nature of the rose of romance blooming in what seemed like a desolate foundation. The fears running through their souls made their relationship human.

As Kysaly went to grab the final gift, that's when Nobu shed that tear. Wiping it away almost as quickly as it came, he didn't want them to catch it. Maybe it was insecurity or a need to be some infallible titan, but he wasn't ready to openly show those emotions in front of anyone. As they returned with a box, it piqued his interest. Presenting a scarf, it made Nobu give a warm smile that dulled as he noticed the trembling fingers.

Taking the scarf and putting it on nonchalantly, he looked down at Kysaly like he was the happiest man in the world. Taking Kysaly's hips and leaning down, kissing them one last time for the night, he almost lost control. Forcing himself to have restraint once more, he took Kysaly's chin to raise their head. "Hey doctor, I think I'm going to need a prescription." Gesturing with his hand for a phone number.

"It'll be for one cute barista and back-room doctor. Year-long supply, yeah?" Nobu was being cheesy and charming, as much as it pained him. He could be cute sometimes. "Seriously, I'm going to call you when I get home. Please, rest well, Kys." With that, he would leave and give a good-night call to Kysaly once he was settled in at home. It wasn't right away, there was some brooding to do about Cambion and physical therapy of his own.

But he didn't look in that mirror. There was no verbal degrading of himself. All that was on his mind was Kysaly.

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Kysaly

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