asgardmeridiem | OPT-OUT EVENT LOG: DREAM A LITTLE DREAM

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OPT-OUT EVENT LOG: DREAM A LITTLE DREAM

Who: EVERYONE that stayed in Asgard
What: the Dream a Little Dream mingle log
When: Day 515 ( Sept. 25/26 )
Where: all across the city!
Rating: PG-13. Anything higher than that should be taken to a private log, please!

Day 515 ( Sept. 25/26 ): Progress through the ice blockade will be slow and narrow, as they can't possibly hope to clear the entirety of the forest that has been buried under Thiazi's black ice. Now that they know the source of her magic's corruption, it might not come as a great surprise when cracking open the ice unleashes a strange burst of magic.

At the halfway point between Utgard and Asgard, a pulse of energy will move through the entire city, immediately putting every mortal it touches to sleep. This part of the curse is mandatory and your character must fall asleep; the dream effects of it are not mandatory, and can be played with at your discretion. During this first wave, Travellers will be granted a brief dream - that does not belong to them. They will see, from the dreamer's point of view, every hope and goal and aspiration that the dreamer wishes to complete before the end of days. Whether it's simply confessing their love to an old friend or saving their home planet or perfecting an Asgardian pie, your character will see someone else's ideal resolution before Ragnarok. More on plotting this below!

Upon waking, the Travellers will be plagued with the indistinct whispering of several voices overlapping one another and a slight headache. Both symptoms will gradually increase over time until it reaches incapacitating pain and nausea. The only way to assuage the symptoms is to find the owner of the dream and either maintain physical contact for an hour or discuss the subject of the dream until a full confession has been made. After that, the symptoms will fade and the Travellers will be free to carry on with their day.

There will be other pulses of magic at random throughout the day; these are not mandatory and you can feel free to have your character experience as many or as few dreams as you wish. All dream-sharing will cease by the end of the day, as the blockade progresses past that centre-point of magic.

[ OOC NOTES: This is the mingle log for the Dream a Little Dream opt-out event! Random pairings have already been sent out, but you guys can still feel free to plot with each and pair up anywhere you like. Please remember that these dreams are meant to be positive; details can be found here. Please put [OPEN/CLOSED] along with the time and location in the title of your comment. Let us know if you have any questions! ]

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"I already told you, I wouldn't lie about something like this." He didn't like being dishonest in the first place.

He still hasn't take his hand off of Killua's shoulders, but that's all he does for now. He doesn't push for Killua to turn back around.

"I..."

Killua swallows uncomfortably, unable to look up at all. His fingers are trembling, and his throat feels full of burrs.

"I didn't mean- You weren't supposed to--"

He feels sick all over again, but this time it's not just whatever's affecting the city.

"--see that."

"... Killua." For a second, Gon merely says his name, and to help steady his shaking, his hand goes to his friend's own hands, cupping the top of his hands. It's more or less a gesture to try to calm him down. "It's okay."

"I didn't think it was a bad thing that I did." The words are meant to be optimistic. "... I just thought that-- 'I should find Killua' after I woke up."

Killua flinches a little but doesn't have the strength to pull away, staring at Gon's hands on his and still not sure at all how to react.

He can't believe this is happening. Of all the ways to bring this up to Gon...

Swallowing hard, Killua finally manages to look up, skeptical and still not sure what to believe.

"Did... anything else happen in the dream?" he whispers finally, a little scared. He's not sure he wants to know.

He shakes his head, his grip loosening once Killua's shaking has died down. He makes a quiet 'uh-uh' sound.

"I woke up after."

Killua licks his lips covertly, still immensely uncomfortable, hating the thought of how suddenly this was sprung on him. Even he's not quite sure how he feels about Gon, but the dream isn't wrong. He has considered it before, and it makes his ears fell hot all over again.

"And...? What did you think then?" Other than having to find him, obviously.

"Mm, when I woke up...? I was really confused." Kissing him wasn't exactly something that had crossed his mind before. He was simply content with being friends with Killua - or, rather, he always felt happy when he was with Killua, and wanted to be near him almost all the time. That was that. He'd never had a friend like that.

Of course, he was prepared to say good bye once Killua found something else that he wanted to do. That was what they had agreed to do in the first place.

Killua had felt so happy within the dream - it was a feeling that he wanted him to feel outside of the dream, too, of course.

"I'm still really confused, but...

"It's like I said, though. I liked it. ... I thought that it felt nice. But, what about you, Killua?"

"I- I didn't see that dream, remember?" Killua covers for himself quickly, still not quite able to meet Gon's eyes.

"That's not what I meant." He frowns, eyes not leaving the other boy.

"Then say what you mean," Killua insists sharply, shoulders tense.

Finally, grudgingly, he lifts his head, meeting Gon's eyes at last. He looks like he's trying to seem a lot less invested than he truly is.

"What do you think about something like that?" Gon shoots back, his own eyes unflinchingly looking back into Killua's.

He's been reacting almost strangely to it - rather, he's rarely seen Killua react in such a manner, but it's never when they weren't in some kind of danger.

"L-like what? Kissing you?"

He regrets it the moment he blurts it, eyes widening slightly.

The question hangs in the silence like a neon light, and Killua's throat feels suddenly like it's closed up, pulse fluttering like scores of butterflies in his chest.

"Yeah." His stomach is doing flips, and his heart is racing in his chest. It's not a feeling he dislikes, but it feels different. New.

Gon's never been one to hesitate in regards to Killua - never been unflinching or unsure.

This was his best friend, after all.

"I--"

He balks, swallowing hard.

Gon knows already, doesn't he? Gon saw.

"I... I have... thought about it..."

"Mm... That's why you had the dream, right?" He tilts his head a bit. He was patient - letting Killua take his time in saying whatever he wanted or felt like saying.

"I- I guess."

Killua can't keep holding his gaze. He fidgets, glancing away again suddenly, arms crossed.

"Go ahead and make fun of me. I know it's stupid. That's why I didn't want to tell you."

"I'm not going to do anything like that."

He's already said again and again that he didn't think it's dumb, that he liked it. However, it wasn't something that had happened in reality at all. It felt real, but at the same time--

If Killua had thought about it, and hadn't brought it up--if he wasn't so hesitant now... Wasn't that all the more reason to ask what he had been wondering about during the conversation itself?

"Do you want to try it now?"

Killua's head snaps up at the question, heat flooding his cheeks all over again, mouth dropping open.

"You- Wait, what?!"

Gon's lips twitch upwards into a smile - wider than before.

"I want to try it. I want to kiss you. Is it okay?"

"You're telling me... you really want to?" Killua makes sure, breathless. He feels lightheaded suddenly. This can't be happening.

"Yeah. ... What about you?" It's the same for him. He wanted to make sure that Killua wanted to do it, too. If he had thought about it before, who's to say he still wanted to do it now?

He really has to ask, after all that?

Killua swallows again, hands clenching in his lap.

"Well- yeah..." Obviously.

"--Okay."

He feels his heart swell, and then leap in his chest when he hears that it's fine - he can give it a try. That what he's been curious about for even a brief period of time is fine.

He uses his other hand to support himself on the bed, hands pressing against Killua's comforter. And then, he begins to lean forward, meaning to capture Killua's lips in a kiss.

He's been thinking about this for a while, in all honesty, but it's always idle, silly thoughts. He loves being around Gon, and he keeps thinking of the time he spent in Whale Island, the things they'd talked about under the stars. To be honest, he doesn't really want to find a goal right now. He's so content just being with Gon and helping Gon with finding his father, and anything else Gon wants to do-- He was happy just traveling together, not so interested in the destination as he was just enjoying the trip.

But he can't tell Gon that. He can't tell Gon how being with him makes everything warm and bright again, how waking up next to him sometimes during their travels chases away the nightmares. Gon is like the sunlight, and the moment he reaches out, Killua casts his shadow there. Even the gods of Asgard seem to think so, considering the powers that were chosen for him.

He's the opposite of light and warmth and the frank, heartfelt optimism in Gon's eyes. Something like this should have been impossible for him. Illumi's words echo in his mind, like they do sometimes in his nightmares, like icy fingers clenching around his heart and forbidding it from feeling. He doesn't deserve friends. He doesn't deserve anything. He's not good for anything but killing.

But Gon believes in him. Gon came to find him even after he'd done something horrible. Gon always comes to find him, even in a place like this, even when they're worlds apart, somehow--

Killua freezes up, forgetting to breathe, forgetting to blink.

Gon's lips touch his, and he doesn't kiss back right away, petrified, still half-certain this is the dream.

And then-- Then the dam breaks, and before Gon can pull away, Killua presses forward suddenly, arms wrapping around Gon's neck to keep him there, to make sure he's still real.

The kiss is clumsy, Gon has no idea what he's doing. His actions are quick, and not exactly the most gentle - he had been excited, but Killua kisses him back anyways, and he decides that it's probably fine. Initiating the actual kiss feels nothing like the dream, but he still feels like there's something in the pit of his stomach that's fluttering.

Killua was one of his first friends - there was Kurapika, and Leorio, but Killua was different. Killua was someone who brought him back to his senses when his emotions got the better of him. Killua was the one who had lead him this far through his journey. Killua was here, even though this was a completely different world.

He might not have gotten this far without him guiding him through some of his journey. It's almost as though Killua had simply become a part of his life. His bond wasn't something that could ever be replaced. He was his anchor, someone whom helped him reach his goals simply because he was there.

While it was true that he was prepared to say good bye, he doesn't really want to. In his dreams, he also imagines a future after he's met his father, and Killua's still there. He's always there, the world at their fingertips. They could, and would go wherever they wanted to.

But, he'd never stop him if he found something he wanted to do more than travel with Gon.

He isn't even sure that he'd want to try this with anyone else. It would have never crossed his mind.

When he feels arms wrap around his back, his own hands move to Killua's side, urging him just a little closer. It was as nice as the dream felt - and he didn't want that feeling to fade just yet.

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