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Takka didn't have a lot of time. He knew this, hes always known this, ever since he was young and doctor after doctor had kept shaking their head with a We don't know what's wrong, other than some fluid in his lungs.. And even if he wasn't smart enough to figure it out so young, his gradually failing condition would have soon told him.

And because of this, time was a precious commodity to Takka.

He never wasted time if he could help it. And maybe it didnt seem that way to others, seeing as he was oftentimes confined to a bed or room or bench. If Takka had it his way he would hardly ever be sitting or lying down, unless exhaustion finally caught up to him and he would be asleep before his head hit the pillow. He wanted to see, to experience, but he made do with the adventures he found in books and the images he could conjure in his own mind.

There were some times though, where Takka wasnt burdened by his forced confinement. Some days he felt better than others, and he would use the lapse in his general ill health to try and snatch some of the experiences that his heart craved.

Today was one of those days, where Takka dragged Atlante around in his own excitement to do as much as he could while his body could support it. As much as he would like to, it was never anything too exciting - mostly it was walking around outside, with Takka occasionally stopping to take a closer look at some funny looking plant or to pick up a pretty rock to enthusiastically hand to Atlante. It was enough though. Enough for Takka to close his eyes and relive those memories on those days where his health took a turn for the worst and it felt like a mountain was pressing down on his chest.

But Takka enjoyed the time he had as much as he could. And as he and Atlante stood on the outskirts of some small festival they had stumbled upon, giggling as they squished and stretched each others faces into goofy smiles, Takka realized something that should have been scary; but it wasnt. It settled into his chest like a small flame, making him feel warm without the need for Hangul or a blanket.

He wouldnt mind giving what time he had left to Atlante.
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Takka has those feels~ Does he confess? Nah, not yet. He'll keep this to himself for now.

Happy Valentines Day

- Takka Mogul © Kre-Kael
- Atlante Dontae © BlueBlueFox

Description
Takka didn't have a lot of time. He knew this, hes always known this, ever since he was young and doctor after doctor had kept shaking their head with a We don't know what's wrong, other than some fluid in his lungs.. And even if he wasn't smart enough to figure it out so young, his gradually failing condition would have soon told him.

And because of this, time was a precious commodity to Takka.

He never wasted time if he could help it. And maybe it didnt seem that way to others, seeing as he was oftentimes confined to a bed or room or bench. If Takka had it his way he would hardly ever be sitting or lying down, unless exhaustion finally caught up to him and he would be asleep before his head hit the pillow. He wanted to see, to experience, but he made do with the adventures he found in books and the images he could conjure in his own mind.

There were some times though, where Takka wasnt burdened by his forced confinement. Some days he felt better than others, and he would use the lapse in his general ill health to try and snatch some of the experiences that his heart craved.

Today was one of those days, where Takka dragged Atlante around in his own excitement to do as much as he could while his body could support it. As much as he would like to, it was never anything too exciting - mostly it was walking around outside, with Takka occasionally stopping to take a closer look at some funny looking plant or to pick up a pretty rock to enthusiastically hand to Atlante. It was enough though. Enough for Takka to close his eyes and relive those memories on those days where his health took a turn for the worst and it felt like a mountain was pressing down on his chest.

But Takka enjoyed the time he had as much as he could. And as he and Atlante stood on the outskirts of some small festival they had stumbled upon, giggling as they squished and stretched each others faces into goofy smiles, Takka realized something that should have been scary; but it wasnt. It settled into his chest like a small flame, making him feel warm without the need for Hangul or a blanket.

He wouldnt mind giving what time he had left to Atlante.
______________________________________________________________________________

Takka has those feels~ Does he confess? Nah, not yet. He'll keep this to himself for now.

Happy Valentines Day

- Takka Mogul © Kre-Kael
- Atlante Dontae © BlueBlueFox