„My dear Weiss, let us become one" is he picking up the younger one saying right now to him and a smile rests on his lips. „I love you" is he only whispering towards his brother as he can feel the slender body to embrace him.
He has to blink, because it is so bright. As he is finally able to open his eyes, he notices being in a room quite different from the rooms he knows from Deepground. Even the bed he's currently resting in is different. His eyes scan the entire room for a single sign that the younger one will step out of the dark, but he can't see the trusted black floating lights anywhere.
What happened? He can barely remember anything. But somehow, he feels more than woried about the younger one. Where is he? „Nero" is he only whispering as he decides to close his eyes again. The only part of family that Deepground ever granted him to have around. The only part of family he has left after their mother died giving birth to Nero. The only one within the Tsviets, he would over and over entrust his life with. Not only, because they are brothers by blood. But also out of the reason, he carries deeper feelings for him as should have for the younger one.
Usually when he sleeps, Nero stays right at his side and watches over him. He would lay his head into Neros lap to rest and close his eyes, so that he would have at least this little bit of intimacy between them. Sometimes he would allow the younger one to cuddle up next to him for a short while. Brushing gently through the ebony hair. A short smile resting on his lips as he could watch his younger brother to show signs of safety and comfort while staying with him. Even through they mostly don't talk much, they know quite much about what the other one is thinking right now.
Why is he feeling so restless, so vulnerable right now? Just why?