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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"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.

Gon's hands are so warm and reassuring, not shaking and clumsy like his own. It's a grounding presence, and though Gon is a little larger and somewhat rougher around the edges than he remembers, it actually feels nice. Gon is still Gon, and that's all that matters. That's all that will ever matter.

Reacting instinctively to the hands guiding him forward, Killua arches closer, arms tightening around Gon's neck.

He's never kissed anyone before, never even tried. It's easier in his dreams, like in the movies-- but it's not so bad like this either, even if it's a little awkward, a little damp, breath mingling and lips feeling so much softer than he'd even considered before. Gon's lips feel nice.

He's real. He's really real, right here, doing this together. It's not a dream this time.

Killua pulls away first as the embarrassment overwhelms him suddenly. Flushed and breathless, he hesitates and moves back a few inches, but his fingers are still on the back of Gon's neck, pressing uncertainly, just holding on.

The kiss breaks, and Gon can still feel his heart going pitter-patter in his chest, and he can't help but smile--

And then laugh a bit, as he presses his forehead against Killua's. His own face is slightly flushed, but not in embarrassment of the action. He doesn't really want to pull away just yet.

Kilua's a little younger than him now - and that showed in his physical features, but this was still Killua, this was still his best friend.

Though he hadn't been expecting the gesture, somehow Gon's forehead against his feels almost as warm and exciting. Killua doesn't try to pull back further, just staying there, stunned and shy but happy.

He's not sure where to go from here, how to move away-- Oh, God, what to say. He has no idea. The silence drags on with his hands on Gon's shoulders and their faces a breath apart, and his heart feels like a tiny wild animal fluttering in his throat, making him vaguely lightheaded.

The pain from before is completely gone.

The kiss was nice. It had been everything he'd thought it'd be after seeing Killua's dream, but somehow much nicer experiencing it in reality. It's something that he'd like to experience again, in the future, he thinks. It was nice, and warm, and he liked sharing it with Killua.

When Killua pulls away, Gon blinks a little, fingers going to his head before he turns to Killua, eyes wide. "--I feel a lot better. How about you?"

He doesn't pull back all the way, fingers still brushing Gon's shoulders, sliding away only when he moves back too and rubs the back of his head sheepishly. Killua bites the inside of his cheek, trying to stop breathing like he's been running for days.

"I..."

He can't describe how he feels. Instead, he swallows slowly and merely nods, but through the shyness there's an unbridled sort of happiness in his eyes. He can't believe Gon actually did that. And liked it. Liked him.

"... I liked it. How about you?" He can see - note the expression in Killua's eyes. He wasn't shaking any longer, and he didn't look so pale. Perhaps he was feeling the same as Gon was now.

"I want to try it again later." He'd only say such things if he was sure that Killua was alright with it.

Shit, he's not going to let this go, is he? He's going to keep asking questions until he answers--

Killua takes a breath, hesitates, swallows again. Finally, he manages. His voice is soft, a little hesitant but for all the right reasons, like how fluttery he feels.

"I really... liked it."

Another pause, as the second half registers and he goes red all over again, shoulders stiffening. His eyes are huge.

"Really? Later? What do you mean, later? When? What?"

"I don't know. I just know that I want to do it again sometime." He answers simply, moving away from him completely now.

He was glad to hear that Killua did, however. He offers a big smile, happy that they both felt that same about it.

Was the reason why he felt better because he had been next to Killua? Whatever was happening sure what weird.

"...me too," Killua admits softly, ducking his head. Gon moves away and he grudgingly has to let go. The pain doesn't return. He feels worlds better, physically and emotionally, and looks up finally to smile again.

"My head doesn't hurt anymore. How about you?"

That answers his question vocally from before. "Yeah, it's like I never had a headache in the first place. I guess being near one another is what did it!" Maybe. It was the first thing that he had thought of.

In fact, he feels like something really great just happened. It reminded him a little of when they had watched the stars together back at Whale Island.

Edited 2014-09-28 23:28 (UTC)

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