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I understand. Take all the time you need. I'll always be here.

[ His eyes flutter shut from all the shampoo, and he leans into the touch, wanting Vanitas near him. Noé sighs contently and places his hands on Vanitas' forearms, giving them an affectionate squeeze. ]

I'm learning, too, so you're not alone. I mean, I've never kissed anyone up until yesterday. I don't know much about relationships, but I know you, and I hope that'll suffice for now.

Good. It's rather depressing to think you wouldn't be.

[In truth, he treasures being told he'll never be "free." Because he's slowly coming to realize that's not what he genuinely wants, despite all the pushback he gives towards people trying to get close to him. Carefully, he scratches at Noé's scalp, making sure to get behind his ears and the nape of his neck before tipping his head in for a kiss that also lets the shampoo rinse from his hair.]

That doesn't surprise me. You're so clueless. It's sweet. Infuriating at times, but sweet all the same. And knowing me is more than enough. You can learn as you go.

[ The kiss is much appreciated and he's eager to meet it. Noé smiles gently; he'd been nervous about not knowing enough, but it helps to know that Vanitas is okay with that. That he'd been expecting it, going into this relationship. ]

I will, and I feel like I've already learned quite a bit.

[ And there's something nice about not knowing everything right off the bat. ]

Such as...well, we need to find a good place for rings when we go out next. And earrings.

[Honestly, Noé being worried over that of all things would've earned him a bark of laughter. If there's one thing Vanitas has no illusions about, it's Noé's inexperience with things. In fact, teaching him is one of the highlists he's looking forward to.]

I'm sure you have. You're clever, despite my harsh words.

[Not an idiot no matter what Vanitas tends to say.]

I know a couple stores we can try. Did you have any style in mind for me? I was thinking of perhaps getting one to match your new earrings.

Oh! Now that you mention my earrings, how about...

[ Get ready for it. He's excited! This idea is brilliant in his head!! ]

I'll get you a ring that has a bit of amethyst, if you want to get me something that has some blue on it...to match your earrings?

[ Hehe. ]

Oh--!

[Actually, that's quite clever?? Color him impressed! And touched, actually...]

I see... Yes, I quite like that idea. That's even better than simply exchanging normal stones. Much more meaningful and interesting to boot.

[Hope you're ready for him to pull you down for a kiss, Noé!]

[ He is not ready, but he is happy about it! He'll gladly accept that kiss as a form of approval. He feels rather clever for thinking about this, too. ]

Good! I would love to add a little bit of blue to keep you near.

[ At least, it'll feel that way, like he's keeping a piece of Vanitas with him everywhere he goes. ]

So...this means we're married? By our terms?

[That's what matters! A happy Noé makes for a happy Vanitas, after all.]

Noé...

[UGH SO SAPPY! But... it's not a terrible feeling, this romantic fluff. It's actually kind of nice in a sickeningly sweet sort of way. Which is probably why he's now blushing furiously.]

I-- I suppose it does. I mean, we'll be in everything but name, anyway. [........] Names, huh...

[ He's so happy, he's over the moon and is wasting more water by not washing Vanitas properly. He could care less, though, because his attention is purely on their newfound marriage. ]

Names? What about them?

[ He tilts his head. Calling Vanitas an Archiviste would be wrong and paint even more of a target on his back, which Noé doesn't want, so... ]

[Well, he'll just cut that off right now by shutting off the water. They're both rinsed enough; it'll suffice for now. Unlike SOME people, he cares about wastage! Though it's more that he's working on autopilot than actually thinking about it, as he seems incredibly distracted now.]

N-Nothing! Forget I said anything.

[Totally wasn't thinking what it would be like to share a name with Noé, nope. Not for a second. It's not like he has one to give Noé instead...

Grabbing a towel, he drapes it over the vampire's head and starts drying his hair, frowning in thought with heat coloring his cheeks.]

No, no, please... I want to hear what you were thinking.

[ He can't sound as convincing as he'd like what with the towel and all, but he's trying his best. ]

Did you...want to share a name? Why don't we make one together?

[ He'll always be an Archiviste, but he wants another name with Vanitas. They've come this far; he might as well prove his devotion in another way, too. ]

...just that... it might be nice to have a proper name again.

[Sometimes he thinks he's forgotten his old name, it being little more than a memory now.]

Make one? [Again, Noé with the big-brained ideas that don't even occur to Vanitas. He was so stuck on sharing Noé's that an alternative wasn't something he'd thought of.] You would be willing to do that? Your name has meaning, power behind it, you know. It's a storied title in and of itself, not something to be easily thrown away.

I won't throw it away. I will always be an Archiviste. As long as I have this power, my clan's blood in my veins...there is no throwing it away, and I don't desire to discard it. However...

[ Once Vanitas is done with his hair, Noé will place a hand on his shoulder and give him a look of consideration. ]

...I want another name. One that I can share with you. I don't know...who would know it, when I'd use it, as everyone knows me as an Archiviste – but as long it's the two of us, I...

[ He wants one. He wants something special with Vanitas, but maybe Vanitas won't see the point if Noé can't nor would be willing to erase his Archiviste name. He frowns at the thought, feeling like he's disappointing Vanitas in some way, but he'll wait for his response. ]

Good. I wouldn't want you forsaking something so valuable for my sake. It may bring you trouble, but it's a key part of who you are.

[That serious look warms him right in the pit of his stomach and makes him shiver slightly in spite of it.]

...then perhaps we can come up with one together. It doesn't have to be right away. There's no need to rush - we've already sped along faster than I ever thought we would. It should be something meaningful, anyways.

[He doesn't expect Noé to shun his Archiviste name, and would be damn pissed if he did. Noé may be "Noé" first and foremost, but he's still "Noé Archiviste" as well. He treasures the man before him for who he is, completely. So that frown? Gets a couple hands pressed against his cheeks, forcing his lips into a pufferfish face.]

What's with that expression? Like I'm going to bite your head off? Do you think so little of me?

Okay. We should take our time with it, then–

[ Noé's then pulled into the Pufferfish Face trap, and his eyes widen as he stares at Vanitas. Not quite in disbelief, but – ah. That brings him some relief, and he can't help but chuckle quietly, a small smile forming on his lips. ]

No...you're right. You understand how important it is to remain true to who you are. [ Vanitas would know that more than anyone else. ] Thank you. I got too tied up in everything, but I believe in you.

[ Noé takes Vanitas' hands again and leans in for a sweet, proper kiss. ]

Indeed. There's no need to rush.

[...for the most part, even if he's running on a limited clock. Still, better to not remind Noé of that. Instead, he eases up on making him make that face, a faint smile playing at his own lips as well.]

That I do. For someone like you especially, who can get drowned by other people's memories. I don't want you to ever lose yourself, Noé. Not to me, or Dominique, or anyone else. Stay who you are, until the bitter end. [Just like he himself longs to do.] Good... So long as you understand.

[He welcomes the kiss gratefully, giving his hands a tight squeeze of reassurance.]

I won't. I'll always be an Archiviste, and I'll remember who I am. And I'll always remember who you are, too, no matter what happens.

[ He pulls away briefly to grab a towel, and he moves to dry off Vanitas' hair, taking extra care to be gentler with it. Not because he thinks Vanitas is fragile, but he's just feeling particularly tender right now. Noé sneaks a kiss onto the top of his head as he gets to drying the ponytail portion of his hair. ]

I love you, and thank you.

That brings me more comfort than you likely realize, on both accounts.

[To know that even should his existence fade, there will always be someone who remembers him for who he is, good and bad.

With Noé drying his hair, he smiles softly at the sweet way in which he's being handled. Normally such care might piss him off, but in this instance, he understands where his lover is coming from. He even feels similarly as well, despite flushing a bit at the kiss. It makes him feel a touch like a kid again, but that's just him being taller.]

...you're welcome. I-- love you as well...

[It's getting easier to say...! Soon he may not hesitate at all, even if he can never say it so smoothly as Noé can.]

[ Vanitas is irreplaceable and unforgettable. Noé could never lose sight of him or erase everything they've been through. Even if someone told him to forget, even if someone didn't want him to remember Vanitas, he's certain that he'd find a way to do so. He'll always hang on to the love he has for him. ]

Thanks...for saying it back.

[ Just as an aside, because he wants Vanitas to know how much he appreciates it. ]

Let's put some clothes on.

[ Vanitas may be horny on main, but Noé's favorite thing is cuddling!!!! ]

[Now if he were to say that specifically? Good luck containing the fallout haha... Though Vanitas himself tried to deny everything they had in order to protect Noé at the amusement park, he doesn't want to ever have to do something like that again. Because as he's learned and accepted, he too loves Noé with all his heart.]

...you're welcome. It's true, after all.

[Still, it does leave him heated in the face, both from saying it and the thanks.]

Yeah, it's getting a bit chilly.

[Cuddling isn't bad! He can go for that just as much as sex itself. So he finishes drying off before selecting their clothes for the day. The same as usual, but this time, once dressed, he decides to try to stealthily wear Noé's top hat for a moment.

It promptly slips down over his eyes, though, leaving him making an indignant noise.]

[ It is, indeed, getting chilly, which is great cuddling weather. Maybe that's why Noé is in the mood for it. He gets dressed in his usual outfit under the assumption that they'll be leaving the room soon, but he catches sight of Vanitas putting on his top hat thanks to that little noise he makes.

Noé grins and approaches. He reaches for the hat and lifts it up slightly, so he can meet Vanitas' eyes. Then, he leans in to bump their noses together affectionately. ]

You can wear it if you want to, I don't mind.

[ :D ]

[Hot drinks and snuggles do sound like an appealing way to spend a lazy morning after the previous night's rambunctiousness. Though Vanitas' playful nature has gotten the better of him this time, foiling himself into an embarrassing situation. It's just Noé, but still--!

Once light returns to his world from the hat being lifted, he's met with those beautiful purple eyes and a sweet gesture that makes him pout.]

It's too big. Your head is too damn big! What do you keep in there, full of fluff?!

[Somehow he's blaming his mishap on Noé's big noggin, go figure...]

[ ?!?! so huffy Vanitas....unsurprising but still! ]

...I'd prefer this over you calling me an idiot, actually.

[ You acknowledge his brain is huge, huh!!! ]

[He's a natural grump. He comes by it honestly.]

I should hope so! You tolerate far too much...

[HE DOES, OKAY!! What of it??]

Maybe so...though...

[ He then reaches for a spare cape or coat of Vanitas' on their coat rack, and tries to put it around his shoulders. That, he succeeds at...but it is a bit short on him for obvious reasons. ]

It's so warm...!

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