It takes Elijah a little time to calm down. There is so much coming at him all at once, and Kyle's question hits him like a ton of bricks. It just smacks him across his face and makes him really think. There are words immediately on his tongue, but he doesn't say them yet, because he wants to make sure that the promise is true-- but then he realizes that right now he can't lie.
Wiping his tears on Kyle's shirt, he turned and pressed a kiss to his lover's neck, and held him close as possible, wishing that they weren't wearing clothes suddenly so that they might be even closer. Skin to skin was an amazing intimacy that Elijah had recently grown accustomed to enjoying in this bed.
"Kyle," He whispered, barely breathing, because what was breath. Truth falling from his lips because it had to. They weren't texting anymore, and closer now it was nigh to impossible to keep anything from the man that he loved so dearly, not that Elijah had ever planned on it.
"Kyle..." He whispered again, and caressed his fingers down Kyle's chest, curling in the fabric of his shirt. "if he left, I would stay here. I meant what I said when I said I don't want to leave here. Even if everyone left- as long as you were here, it would be my home. You are my family, you are my home now. I know this. I have waited a thousand years for you and I will not give you up for any reason, not even Niklaus. I love him, and may have chosen to die with him in my world, but I'm not that person any longer. You wear my ring, and I wear yours."
A few tears ran down Elijah's face as he realized another truth. "I don't want to live at home, if I don't have you, so maybe it's better that I die." He barely said the words, not even sure if Kyle heard them, as horrible as they were, he couldn't deny them.
Elijah swallowed hard, and finally lifted his head to look at Kyle, scared of what he would see for some strange reason. "You don't have to ask me to choose, because I already did. The day I put the ring on your finger, the day I called you soulmate. I chose you Kyle Valenti. Body, Blood, and Soul, I chose you as mine."
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Wiping his tears on Kyle's shirt, he turned and pressed a kiss to his lover's neck, and held him close as possible, wishing that they weren't wearing clothes suddenly so that they might be even closer. Skin to skin was an amazing intimacy that Elijah had recently grown accustomed to enjoying in this bed.
"Kyle," He whispered, barely breathing, because what was breath. Truth falling from his lips because it had to. They weren't texting anymore, and closer now it was nigh to impossible to keep anything from the man that he loved so dearly, not that Elijah had ever planned on it.
"Kyle..." He whispered again, and caressed his fingers down Kyle's chest, curling in the fabric of his shirt. "if he left, I would stay here. I meant what I said when I said I don't want to leave here. Even if everyone left- as long as you were here, it would be my home. You are my family, you are my home now. I know this. I have waited a thousand years for you and I will not give you up for any reason, not even Niklaus. I love him, and may have chosen to die with him in my world, but I'm not that person any longer. You wear my ring, and I wear yours."
A few tears ran down Elijah's face as he realized another truth. "I don't want to live at home, if I don't have you, so maybe it's better that I die." He barely said the words, not even sure if Kyle heard them, as horrible as they were, he couldn't deny them.
Elijah swallowed hard, and finally lifted his head to look at Kyle, scared of what he would see for some strange reason. "You don't have to ask me to choose, because I already did. The day I put the ring on your finger, the day I called you soulmate. I chose you Kyle Valenti. Body, Blood, and Soul, I chose you as mine."