"Don't be sorry." Rung states as he takes his arms and gives this child a hug. A warm embrace where the heat of his miniature Sun burns protection, that Agape.
The pure adoration and care he can give. He holds the back of his head to his shoulder, and while its not the Spark Sync he can give. It still rhythms to reach MG. The child who will feel the hum of a universe, for him tonight. And Him alone.
Rung hums. The sounds not normally found in a vox coder. The only descriptor one can attest, the Song of some kind of celestial object. A song of the Spark itself.
It rhythms so low, with the pulse of his Spark. It may not even need to Sync to let MG know how loved he is right now.
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Date: 2023-12-07 02:31 am (UTC)The pure adoration and care he can give. He holds the back of his head to his shoulder, and while its not the Spark Sync he can give. It still rhythms to reach MG. The child who will feel the hum of a universe, for him tonight. And Him alone.
Rung hums. The sounds not normally found in a vox coder. The only descriptor one can attest, the Song of some kind of celestial object. A song of the Spark itself.
It rhythms so low, with the pulse of his Spark. It may not even need to Sync to let MG know how loved he is right now.