Summary: Intuwisdom shenanigans.
Warnings:
Pairing: Intuwisdom
Note: There is one part which may come across as saying that Wisdom was only aromantic until he found Intuition. That isn't the intended meaning, as I headcanon him as demiromantic asexual, and that is how I have written him.
"Goodbye." Intuition's voice, clear as day.
Then everything was silent.
When Wisdom awoke next, it wasn't at all like how it usually was. Usually, when he woke up, he was needed by one of the five heroes - he had to be awake instantly. This, though, was much different. He felt slow and exhausted, almost like the person he knew he wasn't. He wasn't a person, was he? So what was this strange feeling, almost as though he was a person?
It was odd, he noted, that he didn't know. After all, he was Wisdom, supposed to know everything there was to know. Reliable and knowledgeable, that was him. Maybe he'd work it out once he could see again - he was awake, but for now, everything was still black, like it had been before.
It felt like a far-off world now. After all, this place wasn't Ruxomar; he knew that for sure. Something about it felt different. Perhaps this place was free of Mianite's grasp? He certainly felt less restricted, though he couldn't tell if that was due to him being elsewhere or not. Yet another thing he didn't know; just what was going on? Wisdom wished he could see.
And like that, he could see. It was an odd coincidence, he was sure, that his vision should clear right when he wished for it. He didn't really care about the specifics of it, for once, because his surroundings were so beautiful. There wasn't a cloud in the sky, and the lush terrain was ideal for relaxing - flat, but with plenty of shade to lie in from tall oak trees, as well as the occasional hill. It was Wisdom's personal concept of 'paradise', but in reality. Like a wish come true, he supposed. He quite liked being here, wherever here was.
Wisdom thought back to what had happened before. He'd heard Intuition calling him, as they tried to hold the world up for the heroes. He hadn't been angry. He'd been happy. He had... died happy? Was that what had happened? To be honest, he'd never believed in an afterlife. Even so, it felt like a logical conclusion to draw, especially if you thought about the fact that his wishes seemed to be coming true one after another. Still, there was one thing missing.
"Intution?" he called nervously, hoping desperately that Intuition was here too. Wisdom's life, or afterlife, would probably never feel complete without Intution by his side. It was odd how he'd grown to depend on Intuition so much, when he'd been just fine on his own before. They were friends, after all, so he supposed it wasn't all that surprising.
Wisdom waited for a while, and after what he estimated to be five minutes, there was a faint voice.
"Wisdom?" That was Intuition's voice, there was no mistaking it. It was from incredibly far away; Wisdom was surprised that he'd even been able to hear his call, but who cared? It was Intuition, they were going to be together at last, and that was all that mattered to him.
He began moving in the direction Intuition's voice had come from. Just like earlier, something felt off about it. He was no longer feeling exhausted, but he certainly felt much slower. Yes, he'd moved faster than any human could in Ruxomar, but there was no reason for that to stop now. Yet he wasn't speeding up at all. Just what was going on?
Before he could even begin to think about it, he stopped in his tracks. Just on the horizon, there was a shape unlike the hills and trees he'd grown accustomed to. Shorter and thinner than anything else, it could only be one thing - a person. Not Intuition, of course; he'd always been invisible to Wisdom, just as Wisdom had been to Intuition. There was no reason for that to have changed. Then again, there'd been no reason for his walking speed to have changed either.
"I... Intuition?" Wisdom called again, once he'd gotten closer. The person's head turned, and there was such joy in their expression. He couldn't allow himself to think that they were Intuition, though, because he wasn't ready to have his heart torn out like that.
They looked at each other for a while, neither knowing what to say. Finally, they broke the silence.
"...Wisdom? Is it really you?"
Wisdom smiled, and nodded - it seemed that Intuition could indeed see him. Whyever that was, he didn't know, but he certainly appreciated it. Everything about Intuition was just so beautiful, he was everything he'd ever dreamed of - and the best part was, Wisdom had never dreamed of love. He'd always thought he was destined to be alone for the rest of his life. Then he'd met Intuition, and thought nothing of him at first. When the world was ending, he'd finally realised how much he loved Intuition, how much he needed him. He could only hope that Intuition felt the same way.
"I missed you," he said hesitantly - he knew he was being irrational, after all that had happened, but there was still a small chance that his feelings were unrequited. That would be extremely awkward, what with his biggest wish being to see Intuition again and all. Wisdom needn't have worried, though; the grin on Intuition's face told him everything.
"I don't know how or why, but we can see each other now. It's almost as though we've become human, isn't it? But it doesn't matter - I thought I'd never see you again, I really did, all that I remember is your last words, and all the explosions stopping, and -" His words were cut off by an overly forceful hug from Wisdom, and they were laughing and crying, and then they were kissing. Gentle, at first, then suddenly deep and passionate.
And, for now at least, everything was great for Wisdom and Intuition. Nobody, least of all themselves, had expected that two aspects of the human mind could meet, let alone love each other, but they'd done it, and that was all that mattered to them.
that feeling when ur an aromantic writer trying to make a kiss scene romantic r i p
