[Ciro is glad for Dream's presence, and, since he's had the honor of hearing his friend sing him to sleep before, he doesn't mind returning the favor. So long as expectations are kept low, he won't be terribly disappointing. He leaves another light kiss to his lips while their faces are so close, and then begins to sing.
As far as song choice goes, he's blanking out on anything recent so he starts to hum an old lullaby his mother used to sing him centuries ago. The words come to him easily, but whether or not Dream understands Japanese he sings on, still idly rubbing his hands over warm skin. His voice can carry a tune, but it's not as universally enjoyable as Dream's.
Whatever you like.
Ciro finds himself hoping that Dream is around long enough to regret those words. He sings the lullaby two times over, his tone is emotional and inconsistent throughout each song, like stone over a metal grater, but it doesn't sound bad as much as it sounds sad. It gives away a lot of how he's feeling deep down, not that he's done much to hide it.
Once he finishes the song, he looks directly at Dream, wondering what his assessment is. He wouldn't ask, but he's unsure his friend is the type to give unsolicited feedback, and so he does pose a question to prompt him to say something.]
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As far as song choice goes, he's blanking out on anything recent so he starts to hum an old lullaby his mother used to sing him centuries ago. The words come to him easily, but whether or not Dream understands Japanese he sings on, still idly rubbing his hands over warm skin. His voice can carry a tune, but it's not as universally enjoyable as Dream's.
Whatever you like.
Ciro finds himself hoping that Dream is around long enough to regret those words. He sings the lullaby two times over, his tone is emotional and inconsistent throughout each song, like stone over a metal grater, but it doesn't sound bad as much as it sounds sad. It gives away a lot of how he's feeling deep down, not that he's done much to hide it.
Once he finishes the song, he looks directly at Dream, wondering what his assessment is. He wouldn't ask, but he's unsure his friend is the type to give unsolicited feedback, and so he does pose a question to prompt him to say something.]
Do you regret allowing me to sing yet?