Word count: 440
Prompt: 30 - I watch your back as you walk away [30_breathtakes]
Notes: Spoilers for Season 1 Episode 23. Suggested listening: Trust You by Yuna Ito.
"It's the third night of confining himself to his quarters and crying himself to sleep when Tieria wakes up to find himself lying snugly on someone's lap, his cheek resting comfortably against a jean-clad thigh."
It's the third night of confining himself to his quarters and crying himself to sleep when Tieria wakes up to find himself lying snugly on someone's lap, his cheek resting comfortably against a jean-clad thigh. A warm hand is resting against the top of his head, occasionally running through his hair in a loving caress as a low voice hums softly above him.
"Hey", the voice whispers, full of affection, and Tieria feels his breath snag at the sound of it.
His hands fisting the fabric of the jeans fiercely, almost desperately, Tieria raises himself up, painfully aware of his weepy eyes and red cheeks as he meets the familiar sapphire eyes.
Lockon's expression is soft and gentle as their gazes lock, his hand remaining in Tieria's hair to run through the silky tresses, palm caressing the soft skin of his cheek in passing. "Hey", he whispers again, the corner of his mouth curving in a half-smile.
"Lockon", Tieria whispers, barely audible, his eyes misting over despite his best effort. "Lockon." His hands are still squeezing Lockon's jeans, as if afraid the other Meister will vanish if he lets go.
His smile turning almost apologetic, Lockon reaches forward to pull Tieria into a tight embrace, arms wrapping around the purple-haired pilot possessively as he leans down to capture Tieria's lips in a passionate kiss.
They stay like that for a long while, their mouths locked together in a deep kiss until Tieria finally releases a shaky breath of air and whispers against Lockon's lips, "I'm still dreaming, aren't I?"
Lockon doesn't say anything, but the way his arms tighten around Tieria is answer enough.
Swallowing past the growing lump in his throat, Tieria buries his face against the crook of the sniper's neck to hide the tears he can no longer stop. "I miss you", he admits softly, voice small and the most vulnerable Lockon has ever heard it.
"I know", Lockon murmurs into purple hair. "I know."
"I want to stay with you", Tieria whispers, his voice a mixture of despair and defiance as he presses himself closer to Lockon even as he feels wakefulness tugging at him.
Lockon lets out a soft, fond sound at the back of his throat and takes Tieria's face in his hands, his thumbs smoothing gently away the tear stains from the pale cheeks. Then, bending down to place a feather-light kiss on Tieria's lips, he whispers, "I'll wait for you."
Then the dream is dissolving around them and Tieria is alone and awake in his bed, tears running down his cheeks and Lockon's taste still on his lips.
I love you.