We all know of the Traveler getting struck by lighting. Phantom Pains that Xiao doesn't know about and Aether being scared of a Thunder Storm.
Idk if this is angst or not, whatever it is, I like it 😈
Aether was huddled underneath a blanket, wondering why he even switched to electro in the first place. The lighting scars were reacting to the element he wielded for the time being. They were starting to glow purple and red. He hated those colors and how brightly they were showing. The blond wanted to just get in the bed and forget this moment. Cuddling his lover who he wished was here comforting him right now.
"Aether. Should I come back another time?" Holy shit, Xiao was here. He called his name on accident. How fucking weak he is right now.
"No! Stay!"-Aether
"Why is your back illuminating the room? Are your hurt? Because I'm pretty sure that you're only a human version of a star, not a actual glowing star."-Xiao
Xiao lifted up the blanket, revealing the glowing scars reacting to his current element. They were glowing purple, and some were red. They looked about four months old? No five. Less than a year at least.
"What. Happened?"-Xiao
Aether jumped at the lighting strike. He let out a small whimper when the lighting inside him reacted to the scars.
Xiao sighed and embraced his lover. He wished the blond called his name when this happened. What even happened?
"A god and I were fighting. And she struck me down with lightning. Lots of lighting. A whole bunch."-Aether
"Why didn't you call my name? I could've helped you?"-Xiao
"Because you said that mortals fearing lightning is incomprehensible. And I know that applies to me too."-Aether
Aether cried. He hasn't shed any tears since he got frustrated over the loss of his sister. The raven felt bad that he said those words to him. He wouldn't feel scared if he didn't say it in the first place.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I wished I never even thought of those words. I didn't realize they would hurt you."-Xiao
"It's fine. *sniff* You didn't know."-Aether
Aether flinched at another lighting strike outside the window. For each like lighting strike, Xiao would tighten the hug. Making sure that all the scars he had were comfortably soothed.
Soon the blond fell asleep in his lover's arms. Xiao smiled, knowing that he comforted a person, but fueled a bad fire. His smile quickly faded and thought of a way to make it up to him. For starting this of course.
Man, I'm broke and need Klee.
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