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Originally Posted by Bright
Moon could feel his grin widen, his heart fluttering at the one word Venom spoke. Love. Yes, that's what he was feeling too. They were both feeling it, and he couldn't believe it. He never thought this was happening. He was starting to think that in a few seconds- He’ll just wake up in his nest, still alive as if it was all just a dream. As if it was all in his head. That would be quite upsetting, but he'd enjoy every second he had being able to touch and be near the other tom. And something, he didn't know what, but something made him lean over to press his muzzle against the shorter tom’s cheek. He couldn't control himself. He.. Was able to show affection, finally. He couldn't let this moment just slide. He always thought he was a fool to think he would ever return his feelings. But now, he was just.. He couldn't find the word. But he'd been waiting so long to be able to show how he felt towards him. Venom was the first cat he's actually ever wanted to hold on to. At first, he didn't have a word for that emotion- but decided to call it love. Sure, he may have had feelings for another cat, but they weren't the same.. Now, they felt even more real. Even more complicated, but he loved it. He loved Venomscratch.
“Then, we both feel the same..”
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When he felt Moonstrike rub against his cheek he could his pelt grow hot, basically setting his body aflame. He wasn't used to this feeling. This is what love felt like? Did the tom feel this with Bearsnarl? Did he feel what he felt, his body grow warm at any touch, the longing for any affection or attention from the other. It wouldn't be a normal relationship between them, he knew that. They were dead,and he was fading slowly, it was only a matter of time before he was gone for good. But he would make his time count, how ever long that was. He thought about when he trained Moonstrike, when he saw him grow, when he left the dark forest to never return until it was his expectoration date. But now he was here, pressing his muzzle against his cheek and Venomscratch couldn't do anything but stare wide eyed at him, for once, speechless. "I.." he could say the words now, he could physically say them now. He didn't need to feel the longing anymore, he didn;t need to feel confised on his feelings. He didn't need to feel out of control,well,he was but, in a good way. he could say them,words that should have been said long ago. "I love you." He was never one to be sweet to another cat,or to be sentimental. He was known for being rude, blunt, selfish, full of himself, and other things. He was never knwon to love. But perhaps that could change.