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[The hug is extremely welcoming. He'd been scared something had been shaken between them- it's been a while since things had been that worrisome. But the hug strengthens things. He knows they can deal with anything so long as they stick together. He just needs to watch Fern a little better- notice the signs that things aren't going so well before it's too late.
He absolutely won't let it get this bad ever again. He tightens his grip around Fern.]
I'm- I'm really glad to hear that. I don't...I don't want my feelings to impact any of your choices. I just...I just want you to feel happy, you know? That you're making the right choices for you.
[The hug feels weird thanks to the human thing, but it's also a nice reassurance. Fern lingers, though part of him doesn't want to because of that discomfort from being human, but he's forcing himself to. This discomfort, strangely enough, is helping make his emotions and indecision towards this a little clearer.
He's uncomfortable. He's still uncomfortable. He's doubting this uncomfortableness is going to go away.]
Dunno if this is the right choice, but... I know I'm happy when I'm with you. And I think I'm happier when I'm with you and made of grass, than this. I think we're both happier, that way, huh? Even this hug feels wrong, somehow.
[The hug feels really weird. He's used to there being...more give in Fern's hugs. Not that he's not solid, he absolutely is, but he's softer- deeply pleasant to hug. This feels...boney and sharp and wrong. ]
I'm definitely happy when I'm with you...and- and that wouldn't change if you ever chose differently. I mean- I'm not gonna lie and say it wouldn't be hard, but I'd do everything to work on that to get comfortable with it. Because you're worth that.
[Even if Fern might not believe it himself. ]
...But yeah. I'm happier with you as you are...were. I've never made that a secret, Fern. [He hugs him a little closer and yeah, it's just not right. ] I've always thought you were perfect without needing to change.
...And yeah this hug feels super weird. You having bones feels super weird, no offence.
[The boniness is weird and wrong to Fern too, and he's never, ever going to like being reminded of how much colder Varian is than him now. At least when he was grass his body temperature was closer to Varian's.
What Varian says means a lot to him, too. That he has someone who will stick by him no matter what he chooses, and no matter what happens. It... means the world, actually, knowing that he won't have to deal with any of this alone. He sniffs a little.]
Th - thanks, V. I don't feel worth it, but... but I love you and I trust you.
[He nods softly. Right, Varian has always been that weirdo who he is into someone made of literal grass. Fern is so, so grateful for that quirk of his right now. He lets out a soft, awkward laugh, sniffing again.]
Hah, yeah. I think I prefer 'em being up on the wall than in my body.
[Varian hasn't noticed the temperature change, of course- but all the tactile stuff is extremely discomforting, as guilty as it makes him feel to admit that. He prefers Fern for how he is. How he's been since the moment they met. ]
Yea, well, you are worth it so you're gonna have to deal with that. [It's said lightly, at least. Lots of love in those words.] I love you too, and I trust you more than I trust anyone else ever.
[He presses a kiss to the top of Fern's head, chuckling softly- his tone a little teasing:]
Well, maybe don't do that with your bones right now.
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He absolutely won't let it get this bad ever again. He tightens his grip around Fern.]
I'm- I'm really glad to hear that. I don't...I don't want my feelings to impact any of your choices. I just...I just want you to feel happy, you know? That you're making the right choices for you.
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He's uncomfortable. He's still uncomfortable. He's doubting this uncomfortableness is going to go away.]
Dunno if this is the right choice, but... I know I'm happy when I'm with you. And I think I'm happier when I'm with you and made of grass, than this. I think we're both happier, that way, huh? Even this hug feels wrong, somehow.
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I'm definitely happy when I'm with you...and- and that wouldn't change if you ever chose differently. I mean- I'm not gonna lie and say it wouldn't be hard, but I'd do everything to work on that to get comfortable with it. Because you're worth that.
[Even if Fern might not believe it himself. ]
...But yeah. I'm happier with you as you are...were. I've never made that a secret, Fern. [He hugs him a little closer and yeah, it's just not right. ] I've always thought you were perfect without needing to change.
...And yeah this hug feels super weird. You having bones feels super weird, no offence.
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What Varian says means a lot to him, too. That he has someone who will stick by him no matter what he chooses, and no matter what happens. It... means the world, actually, knowing that he won't have to deal with any of this alone. He sniffs a little.]
Th - thanks, V. I don't feel worth it, but... but I love you and I trust you.
[He nods softly. Right, Varian has always been that weirdo who he is into someone made of literal grass. Fern is so, so grateful for that quirk of his right now. He lets out a soft, awkward laugh, sniffing again.]
Hah, yeah. I think I prefer 'em being up on the wall than in my body.
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Yea, well, you are worth it so you're gonna have to deal with that. [It's said lightly, at least. Lots of love in those words.] I love you too, and I trust you more than I trust anyone else ever.
[He presses a kiss to the top of Fern's head, chuckling softly- his tone a little teasing:]
Well, maybe don't do that with your bones right now.