I want things to work out perfectly. [The words fly out of his mouth before he can think of just how naive and stupid they sound. Wylan's fully aware that it's nearly impossible for things to be perfect, his own life so far has certainly not been, but he still wishes that for him and Jesper, holds on to an image of a perfect life together, perfect and ridiculous and unrealistic.]
[He can't help the fondness that's crept into his voice. He could help the hand that grips Wylan's shoulder tightly, that pulls him close and holds him a touch awkwardly against his side. But he doesn't try to.]
I know. Trust me, believe me, I do very much understand. I want it for you--I want it for myself, but--
[But Wylan deserves it more, he knows, and so there's no question who he's most hopeful for.]
I want it to be a story for you. A fairytale--something that never doesn't seem a little magical. I think it will be. Don't ever believe that I doubt that. If anyone deserves it, it's you.
[And Wylan could stop himself, but it's all too easy to lean against Giorno's side, accepting the comfort he's offering. He's grateful that Giorno doesn't call him on his dream, doesn't tell him it's naive or stupid. It nearly brings him to tears, and he wipes at his eyes with one sleeve.]
It already feels like a fairytale. [He freezes again. He just can't seem to stop saying stupidly naive things today.] I know that sounds ridiculous, but sometimes I can hardly believe it's real...
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[He can't help the fondness that's crept into his voice. He could help the hand that grips Wylan's shoulder tightly, that pulls him close and holds him a touch awkwardly against his side. But he doesn't try to.]
I know. Trust me, believe me, I do very much understand. I want it for you--I want it for myself, but--
[But Wylan deserves it more, he knows, and so there's no question who he's most hopeful for.]
I want it to be a story for you. A fairytale--something that never doesn't seem a little magical. I think it will be. Don't ever believe that I doubt that. If anyone deserves it, it's you.
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It already feels like a fairytale. [He freezes again. He just can't seem to stop saying stupidly naive things today.] I know that sounds ridiculous, but sometimes I can hardly believe it's real...