And the truth comes out...!
[ Here you go, you nosey little moogles who insisted on pressuring Kiros to make his move. I hope you're happy and that this makes up for my long abscence! ]
Dear Laguna,
This might come to you as a bit of surprise, huh? Seeing I'm writing you a letter when we live only a few doors away from each other. But I have a reason for doing this, and you will probably agree with my choice of communication once all has been said and done.
We've known each other for the longest time, haven't we? Yeah, I know. This is already starting to sound like one of 'those' letters. You know, the kind where the guy writing it is about to leave or something, and nostalgia is the only thing that's making him stay. I'll assure you, I have no intentions of leaving any time soon. I've grown to like this kind of living and I wouldn't give it up so quickly.
Anyway.
It's been over twenty years since we first met, Laguna. Twenty years is a long time, even though three of them we spent apart. Our relationship grew from one of mutual respect to pure, honest friendship, and that's something I wouldn't give up for anything in the world. We've gone through a lot of crap and had some good times and some bad times, but we went through them together, me and you, and that's all that really matters. I know right now you're probably confused at the lack of Ward being mentioned, but I want to clear up that confusion.
This does not include Ward. This is just about you and me.
Laguna, you know you're my main man, right? Nothing will ever change that. From day one, even though our differences are immeasurable, we've meshed together really well. You being the silly, klutzy ditz, me being the wise ass. But you know, I learned a lot from you, Laguna, ditziness or no. I learned to never give up and always try my hardest to reach my goals, no matter what the circumstance or the difficulty I might go through. I learned that you don't always have to be serious; cutting loose once in a while is good for you. It helps prove that you're still alive and not some sort of dried, emotionless husk that once was human. I learned never to judge people by their initial personalities- you've surprised me so many times, suddenly switching from the dorky Laguna I knew to a Laguna who was determined, serious, and ready to fight for what was right.
I learned to never give up chasing a dream that seemed so far away.
All of this reflection is all very good and whatnot, but I'm going to get to the point and stop wasting your time. These past two weeks I've been holed up in my room, I've been doing a hell of a lot of thinking. I was told a lot of things from different people about a certain thing, and it all stemmed from that ridiculous little meme you did awhile ago. It brought back up an issue I had stored away for the longest time, but this time, there was no escaping it. I was forced to admit some stuff to these people, and I was surprised to learn that they had forced the same things out of you. So, no more beating the bush; I'm not even going to pretend that you don't know what I'm talking about. I'm sick and tired of us dancing around each other like a bunch of stupid teenagers. We're both grown men, we're best friends, we can handle this type of situation.
Laguna, I know you love me.
I'm not talking about the whole platonic thing. I know you love me that way. I love you that way too, man. That's a given. But this love I'm talking about runs deeper.
Truth be told, I've always had what I called a crush on you. I mean, who wouldn't? Sure, sometimes you act like you weren't exactly the brightest crayon in the box, but you are just... well. Laguna. You love to make others happy, you strive to be there for your loved ones, you're just this huge bundle of positivite energy that I could never be. No, I'm too realistic, I'm too cynical, but your innocence and carefree spirit was something I felt I could possess, just by being near you. You always had that open, trusting, sunny expression on your face, and whether I wanted to or not, it always made me smile right back. And since I'm being so honest here, and I can totally imagine your reaction to this, but mentally and physically, you're just so damned cute ('Cute' isn't a word I'd normally use, but it fits you so well. I'd go on and on, but I think you get the gist of it).
Until recently, though, I stopped trying to fool myself into thinking it was just a simple childish crush. Crushes don't last for years. They either die out or become something more.
So. I guess what I'm trying to say here, Laguna, is that, well.
I'm in love with you. And I've been in love with you for the past nineteen years.
But the thing is...
What are we going to do about this? Where exactly does this lead to?
If you need time to think about this, take all the time you need. You know I'm not going anywhere no time soon.
I have no reason to, when everything and anything I want is right here with you.
Let me know when you want to talk. I'll be here.
-Kiros
Dear Laguna,
This might come to you as a bit of surprise, huh? Seeing I'm writing you a letter when we live only a few doors away from each other. But I have a reason for doing this, and you will probably agree with my choice of communication once all has been said and done.
We've known each other for the longest time, haven't we? Yeah, I know. This is already starting to sound like one of 'those' letters. You know, the kind where the guy writing it is about to leave or something, and nostalgia is the only thing that's making him stay. I'll assure you, I have no intentions of leaving any time soon. I've grown to like this kind of living and I wouldn't give it up so quickly.
Anyway.
It's been over twenty years since we first met, Laguna. Twenty years is a long time, even though three of them we spent apart. Our relationship grew from one of mutual respect to pure, honest friendship, and that's something I wouldn't give up for anything in the world. We've gone through a lot of crap and had some good times and some bad times, but we went through them together, me and you, and that's all that really matters. I know right now you're probably confused at the lack of Ward being mentioned, but I want to clear up that confusion.
This does not include Ward. This is just about you and me.
Laguna, you know you're my main man, right? Nothing will ever change that. From day one, even though our differences are immeasurable, we've meshed together really well. You being the silly, klutzy ditz, me being the wise ass. But you know, I learned a lot from you, Laguna, ditziness or no. I learned to never give up and always try my hardest to reach my goals, no matter what the circumstance or the difficulty I might go through. I learned that you don't always have to be serious; cutting loose once in a while is good for you. It helps prove that you're still alive and not some sort of dried, emotionless husk that once was human. I learned never to judge people by their initial personalities- you've surprised me so many times, suddenly switching from the dorky Laguna I knew to a Laguna who was determined, serious, and ready to fight for what was right.
I learned to never give up chasing a dream that seemed so far away.
All of this reflection is all very good and whatnot, but I'm going to get to the point and stop wasting your time. These past two weeks I've been holed up in my room, I've been doing a hell of a lot of thinking. I was told a lot of things from different people about a certain thing, and it all stemmed from that ridiculous little meme you did awhile ago. It brought back up an issue I had stored away for the longest time, but this time, there was no escaping it. I was forced to admit some stuff to these people, and I was surprised to learn that they had forced the same things out of you. So, no more beating the bush; I'm not even going to pretend that you don't know what I'm talking about. I'm sick and tired of us dancing around each other like a bunch of stupid teenagers. We're both grown men, we're best friends, we can handle this type of situation.
Laguna, I know you love me.
I'm not talking about the whole platonic thing. I know you love me that way. I love you that way too, man. That's a given. But this love I'm talking about runs deeper.
Truth be told, I've always had what I called a crush on you. I mean, who wouldn't? Sure, sometimes you act like you weren't exactly the brightest crayon in the box, but you are just... well. Laguna. You love to make others happy, you strive to be there for your loved ones, you're just this huge bundle of positivite energy that I could never be. No, I'm too realistic, I'm too cynical, but your innocence and carefree spirit was something I felt I could possess, just by being near you. You always had that open, trusting, sunny expression on your face, and whether I wanted to or not, it always made me smile right back. And since I'm being so honest here, and I can totally imagine your reaction to this, but mentally and physically, you're just so damned cute ('Cute' isn't a word I'd normally use, but it fits you so well. I'd go on and on, but I think you get the gist of it).
Until recently, though, I stopped trying to fool myself into thinking it was just a simple childish crush. Crushes don't last for years. They either die out or become something more.
So. I guess what I'm trying to say here, Laguna, is that, well.
I'm in love with you. And I've been in love with you for the past nineteen years.
But the thing is...
What are we going to do about this? Where exactly does this lead to?
If you need time to think about this, take all the time you need. You know I'm not going anywhere no time soon.
I have no reason to, when everything and anything I want is right here with you.
Let me know when you want to talk. I'll be here.
-Kiros