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Already told him. I didn't want to risk anything.

[He leans against Rev in return. The pressure was gently reassuring, that even if the worst happens he won't be alone today.]

It's... it's so stupid that I'm freaking out over this. It's just a fucking day. It's not like... it's not going to repeat itself. There's no way it could.

[While he's speaking aloud, it's clear that he's trying to convince himself of this. One of his hand is gripping Rev's, as if scared he was going to vanish if he let go.]

Good.

[Almost pointedly, he lets his weight settle more heavily against Phil. It's a you're not going anywhere. His hand grips Phil's back, thumb rubbing soothingly over his knuckles.]

Phil. It's not stupid, and you know it's not. [He keeps his voice soft. Distantly, the sounds of people in the streets below can be heard, those who work in the gift shops and businesses along the mile.] If it's not stupid for me to be upset about what happened to me then it's definitely not stupid for you to be worried about this, especially when this is the first one where you've not been in there.

[He's quiet for a moment, remembering how he comforted Rev after the doppelganger incident. It felt so easy, so natural to go "You're not overreacting", but here he feels like an overdramatic idiot for reacting this way about this. A part of him wonders if Re is just saying this to make him feel better.

Still, the pressure was comforting, and a small voice in his head points out that he's not alone this time, no matter what happens. He could stand an eternity cuddling Rev every day. And not having an alarm could mean that he could wake up next to him.

It... was actually a nice thought. Knowing that he wouldn't have to wake up alone for the rest of his existence.]

It just sucks. I don't even have a damn clue of what started the loop in the first place. Hell, I'm not even sure if it was just random luck or if it was targeted at me. I just don't know why-

[He feels his eyes sting with tears and he starts rubbing at them. A part of him wants to pull away from Rev but he needs him more than ever right now.]

I... guess breakfast would be nice. Surprise me.

[The nice thing about being a Faerie is that he's literally incapable of lying to Phil. He doubts it makes him feel any better about this, given just how distressed he is. When Phil tears up he's quick to gently run the soft pads of his thumb over his knuckles more slowly, trying to be as soothing as possible.]

I'll be right on it. You stay comfy.

[He's exceedingly careful as he pries himself from the bed, kissing Phil one last time on the top of his head before he slips from the room to make breakfast. He leaves the door open, so at least Phil's got the reassurance he's nearby even as he curses the art of poaching eggs in the most aggressive demonic, as if that wasn't a sound that carried.

It's maybe twenty minutes before there's the sounds of plates being clattered onto a tray, the cutlery drawer being raided, and Rev reappears, patiently waiting for Phil to sit up a little before the tray of eggs royale is set on his lap, complete with small bowl of fruit salad. As soon as it's settled, he busies himself with the curtains, letting the weak, early morning February sun filter in.]

Anything you want to do today - name it. Even if it's just having me play housewife for you. I want to help you feel as okay as you possibly can.

[A part of Phil wants to join Rev, just so he's not alone with his thoughts, but he doesn't want to bug Rev more than he already has. So while he waits he tries to relax, drinking his coffee and flipping through a random magazine on his bedside table.

Hearing Rev curse in demonic actually makes him relax a little, and a small chuckle slips out. He's heard Rev curse enough that he's familiar with it, and he can't help but get amused imagining him awkwardly trying to keep the egg whites together in the water.

When Rev finally comes back in he seems a little more calm and he grabs the side of Rev's face as he bends down to give him his breakfast, kissing him softly.]

Rev I owe you my life.

[He exhales slightly, feeling comforted with the sunlight and freshly made breakfast. Phil could feel his anxiety beginning to melt away as he manages a small, genuine smile.]

Hmm, I don't hate that idea [He takes a bite of his fruit salad.] I was thinking it would be nice to be lazy all day. Maybe read some books together and watch some movies.

[But... he looks outside. It would be a waste to stay inside all day with the sun out. Even if this was a time loop he loves the sun too much to stay in bed all day.]

Maybe if I'm feeling less like shit later we can go to a restaurant we've never been to yet. It can be my treat.

Gotta say, if I can get people as delightful as you owing me their life for eggs royale, we're doing the whole 'contracts for your immortal soul' thing wrong back home.

[He dips back out only briefly to grab his own plate, with a very restrained amount of sugar sprinkled on the fruit. If there was one thing he wouldn't miss about being a moth it was absolutely this. He didn't think he'd ever get tired of sugar but... He was getting there.]

Saves putting more than an apron on. [He grins sharply.] Though if you're wanting to go out - there's a nice place down by the park, apparently. Outside tables so you can catch the sun.

[And more importantly, no stupid festivals celebrating a rodent. The librarian had thought he was insane when he'd asked but had answered, at least.]

Or if not - I can collect something from Shreck's and cook for you. Or buy you take out. Whatever you want, my love.

Hey it's not my fault you're the hottest and most charming demon I've ever met.

[Rev is the only demon he's ever met.]

I'd like that. If my fur is good for anything. it should keep me warm enough if we eat out today.

[He frowns lightly as he remembers how he's a groundhog right now. God Mana thinks she's so funny doesn't she.

He takes a sip of his coffee before turning to Rev.]

I really can't thank you enough for this, Rev. I know I'm an asshole and petty but... it's a lot easier to deal with this when there's someone else with me. Even if... the time loop starts back up again, I don't think it'll be as bad. Just knowing that you're here, even if you forget, I think I can take it. Or at least take it a little better than last time.

[He shifts closer, leg pressing firm to Phil's. He can't hold him close while they're eating breakfast, but he can at least let him know he's there.]

Hey. I'll always be there for you, okay? You're safe, love. Today's not going to loop. [He keeps his voice soft.] We're going to get through today - and then tomorrow morning, I'm taking you to the bathhouse to get pampered.

[One of his hands runs down Phil's back tenderly.]

...And if it does loop, and I don't remember? You'll still have me. I'll always believe you. I love you, Phil. You're not alone today, okay?

[A part of Phil wanted to give up on breakfast just so he could cuddle Rev like his life depended on it. Really the only thing preventing him from doing so is the fact that Rev did make the breakfast for him too.]

God, I would kill for a spa trip right about now. Maybe we could treat ourselves to a nice couple massage while we're at it.

[Phil leans against Rev, idly munching on his fruit salad.]

Thank you Rev. It really does mean the whole world to me. The whole universe, even. Even if this all turns out to just be something I'm panicking over for no reason, it's nice to know that I'm not alone.

I honestly can't think of a better person to be trapped for eternity with.

I'll book something. My treat.

[He's very firm on paying for things for the both of them, given the money he's accumulated. Between the Bar and the Red Alert sales, he could afford to look after Phil.]

Hey. I said it when we got together: I'm here for you and I want to be here for you.

God I love you.

[Phil doesn't protect, honestly loving being doted on like this. He loved not having to worry about paying for the finer things in life, especially when he's experiencing them with Rev.]

And I told you that you're going to find someone better than me. [He speaks with fondness in his voice despite it.] But I swear to god I'm here for you too.

[He places his finished plate of breakfast and moves closer to Rev, gently hooking an arm around his.]

There's no one better for me than you.

[He's still very firm on that sentiment.]

Something I will repeat as often as I have to. I have rejected demigods and Princes of other realms as my suitors. And it's you I've given my heart to. I don't make choices lightly, and I will not be deterred by your best efforts to do so.

[The trays are set on the floor. Rev'll clean up later. Instead, he pulls Phil into his lap, pressing kisses along his neck, before burying his face in his soft fluff.]

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