Halo sniffles and sobs softly. He looks at John and nods, his hands cupping John's, shutting his eyes as he bites his lip, trying to calm down. "Y-yeah." He whispers, trembling a little. He hugs John. "T-thank you…" he whispers, "Thank you so much."
“You don’t have to thank me at all, Halo,” John whispered soothingly, moving the rub small circles with his thumb into Halo’s back. A secret part of him loved the hug, it wasn’t just a simple hug meant to comfort Halo, but John clamped down that feeling. No, just don’t feel that way, John strictly ordered himself.
Halo relaxes, his breathing slows at the gentle touches and assuring words. He still clings to John, enjoying the warmth the other gave off. He was so tired, and so done. He just wanted to stay here forever beside John and just sleep. He releases a small breath and sighs softly.
John started humming an old folktale song his mother had sung him to sleep with when he was younger. He brushed his fingers through Halo’s soft hair, mostly lost in thought about how he wanted to protect Halo. How he would keep his army at bay, how he’d bargain for Halo’s life. Because, even though both armies had thought it, Halo wasn’t a monster. If anything, John was the monster for killing soldiers on the battlefield every time a war started up. So he kept on humming quietly to Halo.
Halo shuts his eyes at the music, smiling a little as he slowly starts to doze off. He relaxes and calms down, nuzzling into Johns warmth. He sighs softly and listens to the music. He smiles a little as he slowly began to fall asleep. He was happy and he was safe.
John didn’t want to wake or panic Halo, so instead of keeping him awake, which was the tactical thing to do, he let the other rest. He kept watch, but nothing nearby other than Halo demanded his attention. John would just figure out what to do later. He might even need to hide Halo until it all passed. So John kissed the other lightly on the temple, assuming the guardian was asleep, and held Halo close while he kept a watchful eye on the surroundings.
Halo slept peacefully. It was a light sleep, but a sleep all the same. He sighs softly in his sleep. Halo was quiet and as he slept he felt the other kiss his temple. He smiles a little bit in his sleep at the sign of affection and relaxes. He nuzzles into John's chest gently.
John couldn’t stop the little skip his heart beat took when he looked at Halo. Gosh, Halo is so mesmerizing… John’s eyes drooped slightly without his realization as he kept on staring at Halo, accidentally neglecting his duty to protect them. John could stop himself as his head dropped against the tree lightly and he fell into a graceful sleep, still holding onto Halo tightly.
Halo slowly opened his eyes, blinking a few times. He was so tired. He yawns and rubs his eyes tiredly. He looks up and blinks a few times. It was peaceful now. He groans softly and nuzzles into the warmth next to him. He blinks a few times. Who was he next to? He looks up and smiles a little at the sleeping face of John.
John woke up, but didn’t feel like opening his eyes. Instead, he instinctively curled his hands around the heat source near him and cuddling closer. Then he opened his eyes and realized it was Halo, and shot back and slammed his head into the tree behind him, letting out a noise of surprise. Please don’t be awake, please tell me I didn’t just infinitely make this awkward, please pleas please. He winced and whispered, still hoping the male was asleep, “I’m so sorry.”
Halo blinks blearily and looks at John, whining at the loss of warmth. He tilts his head at John when the other reeled back and whacked his head. He smiles a little, "You okay?" he asks gently, raising his hand to gently cup his cheek. He chuckles a little. "Whatever for?" He tilts his head at the apology, unsure why John was saying sorry in the first place. "Um… hows your head?"
“Uh, I’m fine,” John responded quickly, “Sorry I -er- fell asleep on- next to you,” John was so flustered, gosh… He closed his eyes, willing the heat to disappear from his face as he rubbed the back of his throbbing head. John couldn’t suppress the feeling of comfort and joy when the other cupped his cheek.
Halo laughs a little and shakes his head, "Honestly…" He mutters, rolling his eyes. "It's fine." He checks the others head. "Nothing major. It'll be fine in a little while." He says gently and smiles at John. He had an odd instinct to lean forward and gently kiss the other. It was usually called an angel's blessing.
(Sorry I haven’t been posting often lately, I’ve had games and a LOT of AP class homework)
John found himself leaning towards the other, smiling a little, “What would I do without you?” He laughed softly, staring into Halo’s beautiful glass-like eyes. They always seemed to have a beautiful sparkle. John’s face relaxed as he studied them with their perfect shine, without realizing how he was lengthening the moment.
Halo smiles a little bit. "What would I do without you?" He replies, laughing softly. It sounded almost as if his laugh had been made of the finest silk. Halo looks up, a small smile lingering on his lips. He was trapped withing John's eyes, staring into their pooly depths. He bites his lip, his fingers still lingering on Johns cheeks. He leans forward, hesitating. He didn't even know if John would accept it.
Before John could stop himself, before he could do anything after Halo leaned in, John nearly crashed into Halo fiercely, his lips on the other’s. Halo’s lips were so dang soft. Gosh darn I’ve ruined everything. John forced himself to jerk away, turning a deep shade of red and not able to meet Halo’s eyes. I should’ve at least asked for consent first…
Halo starts in surprise as he's kissed, his eyes fluttering shut, When John pulled away he couldn't help but smile at the red dusting John's cheeks. Halo leans forward, gently turning John towards him. He kissed him gently, his slender and soft fingers gently caressing his cheeks,
John moved, controlled by his instincts, and went right back at it, kissing Halo deeply and fiercely. His tongue danced its way to Halo’s lower lip, a silent request. His hands found the back of Halo’s neck and head, finger running through the other’s hair a little bit.
Halo shivers a little at the fierceness and fiery passion of the other. He opens his mouth when the other licked his bottom lip, tilting his head a little. His hands tangle in John's hair, happily kissing the other. He was so happy. He allows his eyes to slide shut as he melts in Johns grasps.
Gosh, what was this? John just felt so overcome by that feeling -that fierce love- as he angled his head to deepen the powerful kiss. Halo was just so soft. Gosh the other’s darn lips… his hands move up to tangle into Halo’s hair. He pulled back only to murmur, “I shouldn’t be-“ But he cut himself off as he continued with the kiss.
Halo smiles internally. He loved this, he loved John. He lets out a soft noise as John deepened the already passionate kiss. He loved the feel of John's lips against his, they were rougher than Halo's but he was already hooked. When John pulled away for a split second, he caught his breath, and allowed John to return to kissing him. He clings to John, desperate not to let him go.
John’s hand’s moved to Halo’s back, lightly caressing around the other’s shoulder blades. But his army instincts had to kick in eventually, and so he slowly pulled away. He didn’t go too far, but he finally spoke quietly, “We need to go, the men will be searching…” His lazy eyes were just half open as he looked in Halo’s eyes, really wanting another kiss before he became more responsible.
Halo smiles a little at the gentle caresses, he rarely received gentle attention like this. He sighs softly and pulls away, smiling gently. "Y-yeah… I suppose… It sounds like the battle has slowed down a little." His eyes were half lidded. He wanted to desperately kiss John again. He gently kisses John again, this one sweet, tender and chaste before smiling a little. "Let's go."
“I…” Gosh John was at a complete lose after that final kiss. I just got kissed by you. John didn’t want to go, he didn’t want to have to leave and deal with his officials and army. But John had responsibilities, so he forced himself to stand, holding out a hand to help Halo up too. That male was so darn beautiful…
Halo takes his hand gently, standing. He winces as he draws his wings into his back. It was always a painful process pulling his wings back into his back. He takes a small shuddering breath once they were hidden away and smiles up at John with a warm gaze. He gives Johns hand a gentle squeeze. I love you… I would do anything for you…
John felt little butterflies in his stomach and he kept his hand entwined with Halo’s, and started slowly walking on achey muscles towards where the camp had been, but careful to stay away from the tree line. If someone recognized Halo as ‘the demon’… John still had his sword at his belt if he needed it. He looked at Halo with a concerned face, “Do you think you’ll be okay?”
Halo smiles, leaning against the other as he hums softly under his breath. He was glad that John loved him. He sighs softly, a little smile on his lips. Halo follows after John, his gaze concerned and loving. He didn't want John to exert himself to much. "I'll be fine. I've had worse." He smiles sweetly. He had a quick flash back about falling off a building but he shakes it off.
John gave a small smile. I shouldn’t be doing this -I’m in the army- I’m not good enough for him… But despite his inner troubles, he leaned a little bit closer to Halo as they approached camp. It looked quiet, but it was clear that they won when John saw the prisoners of war. He stopped walking and look at Halo, “You should probably stay here.”
Halo stands beside John, humming faintly, his eyes gazing at the ground. When he feels John lean a little closer he smiles and looks up. Then he saw the camp. "It's so quiet." He whispers towards the other. He nods at John's words. "Alright." he whispers, looking around.
“I promise I’ll be back, don’t be seen,” John couldn’t resist pecking Halo on the cheek before turning away and heading for the camp, feeling slightly colder now that he was away from Halo. It took until he passed two tents did someone let out a holler.
His friend, aged in his forties, Brennan, came up and embraced John (as a friend), “Gosh, son, where have you been!? Me and the boys have been worried, we couldn’t find you body or nothing.” John let out a shaky laugh, and spun up a tale that he had stumbled into the woods alone when he made it out of a deadly fight, and passed out from exhaustion.