the meaning of things
so i binge watched vox machina in 2 days and here we are.
Keyleth sits outside, stares at the sky. It’s dark out; the sky an inky black, the only light coming from the stars.
She’s been sitting out here for hours, turning the words over and over in her mind, trying to make sense of them. I meant what I said yesterday.
I love you. That’s what he means.
Keyleth lets out a shaky breath, hugging her knees to her chest. It’s not as though she hasn’t noticed. Things have been different in a way she can’t explain.
Not that she’s ever been good at this sort of thing. Feelings have never really been her strong suit. Healing, fixing things, has always been the language of her soul. I don’t know how to fix this. How can I fix this when I don't even know it happened?
That doesn’t stop the look on Vax’s face when she said no from flashing in her mind. Keyleth groans, rests her face in her hands. “I'm a fool.” She stands, starts back towards the house.
Even though it's late out, the streets are full of people. Full of life.
Slipping inside, she starts down the hall, keeping her footsteps light. It doesn’t take long for her to reach Vax’s room. Keyleth hesitates before knocking.
The sound seems to echo in the quiet. Too loud. Too much.
Finally the door opens. Vax leans against the frame, sleep written all over his expression, hair sticking out in every which direction.
The words come out before she can stop them.
He doesn’t say anything. The silence is uncomfortable and awkward. “Come in, I guess.”
Keyleth nods, slipping inside. She tries to ignore the way his voice makes a jolt run through her. “I guess you know why I’m here.” More silence. Instead, he crosses the room in a few quick steps, curling up in the alcove. Keyleth follows silently, not bothering to try and catch up to him.
She doesn’t move to sit down next to him. Instead, she lets her gaze wander towards the stars that dot the sky, seeming to stretch endlessly as far as she can see.
“I didn’t think it was to stargaze.” Keyleth laughs, elbows him teasingly. She hesitates before sitting across from him, leaving a few inches of space between them.
Neither of them says anything. Keyleth drums her fingers against the wood. It’s rough beneath her fingers, grooves worn by time. “I wasn't expecting you to say that. No one’s ever said that to me before.”
Once again, the word seems to spill out seemingly of their own accord.
Vax chuckles, “I didn’t mean to scare you with that.”
“You didn’t scare me.” Keyleth’s words come out quiet, barely audible. “It just surprised me.”
Silence falls over them once again, a comforting blanket of familiarity. “I feel the same way.” Her words come out as a whisper, so soft the smallest gust of wind could carry them away.
“I just, I’m not good at this sort of thing.” Sighing, Keyleth shifts her gaze back towards the window. The inky black draws her in, seemingly making everything disappear.
“I’ll wait. I care about you, you know.” Keyleth meets his gaze as he says this. Her lips curve upwards slightly, smile growing wider.
She’s acutely aware of him leaning in, the space between them shrinking rapidly. They’re close enough now that barely a few inches separate them. “I know. I care about you too, Vax.”
Keyleth hesitates before leaning in, pressing her lips against his, world falling away as everything comes together.