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tales of the abyss

[FIC] Tales of the Abyss
Title: N/A
Fandom: Tales of the Abyss
Pairing: N/A (young Luke and Guy)
Rating: G
Word Count: 227 words



He doesn't even realize he's doing it at first. He's more focused on other things, like Luke's hands fisting in his shirt and the fact that the boy just won't stop crying. The front of his shirt is wet with tears and snot, because Luke won't let go or move his head. They've been standing like this for five, maybe ten minutes by now--enough time for Guy to have run through all of his usual reassurances and distraction techniques. It's gotten to the point where more than anything, he just wants to pry Luke off and leave. Which is why he's surprised to find, instead of telling the boy to just get over it already, he's humming something. A half-forgotten lullaby, he realizes, something that Van used to sing to him when he was upset. It seems to get Luke's attention. Green eyes, still full of tears, peer up at him. So Guy gives into the memory and sort of haltingly mumbles the words to the song, one hand stroking Luke's unruly mop of hair. He's never been that good at singing, and his voice is scratchy from trying to be heard over the sobs, but it looks like Luke likes it.

Even when he stops crying, Luke doesn't let go, though, and once more Guy is at a loss for what to do.

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Title: N/A
Fandom: Tales of the Abyss
Pairing: Van/Guy
Rating: PG
Word Count: 390 words



"Van, don't be stupid," Guy laughed, swatting away Van's hand. "I'm not wearing that."

Van quirked an eyebrow. "Why not?" he asked. His eyes flicked down to the brightly-colored flower in his hand. It spun slowly as he rubbed the stem between his fingers. "I picked it just for you."

Guy snorted and turned around to face the window. "It's a flower."

"It's your namesake."

"Still. It's a flower, and there's no way that-- hey!" He cut off with a yelp as Van suddenly grabbed him around the waist from behind. "Cut it out! Van!" Guy squirmed in Van's grip, elbowing him in the stomach without any real success. Van was bigger and stronger, like always, and after a minute Guy sighed and stopped struggling. "Fine," he grumbled, letting his head thump back against Van's chest.

He could feel Van's laugh against his back. "If you give in that easily, you need more practice" he said, drawing Guy closer and resting his head on blond hair mussed from the struggle.

Guy grinned despite himself. "Give me my sword, and we'll see who needs more practice."

"Later, perhaps." Broad hands turned Guy around, then slid the flower behind his ear. "There."

"I bet it looks dumb." Guy's voice was derisive, but he caught Van's hands around the wrists before he could lower them. Sword calluses caught on the smoother skin of his face as he leaned into the touch.

"It looks perfect, Master Gailardia," Van said softly, before leaning in to almost chastely brush his lips against Guy's. Guy took the kiss and deepened it, opening his mouth to let Van slide his tongue just past his lips before drawing back with a smile.

"You're an idiot," he murmured, face red.

Van bowed his head. "That may be. But I'm at your command, nonetheless."

Guy was silent.

"It will be my coming of age ceremony, soon," Van continued. "Afterwards, I intend to swear loyalty to you once more."

"You don't have to do that," Guy said, finally releasing Van's hands. "We both already know where your loyalty lies, Vandesdelca."

Something passed over Van's face--a shadow of an unreadable expression--and then was gone. "...yes, of course."

"Good." Guy leaned in for another kiss, the flower falling forgotten to the ground as Van slid a hand through his hair.