PCs with Gerome

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week 3, thursday (later)

[swordhandled]

[ owain has been bathing, spending time in the tub trying to calm down his beating heart. it's only after he's managed to do both that and clean himself. still used to sleeping on his own, he's exited the bath, wearing only a towel as he looks for clothes to wear ]

[maskarang]

[ poor owain. he's a little more used to this now than he was the first time he accidentally caught it, but he's still not completely used to it. lifting his head up from the other side of the bed (yes, he's on the floor) to look at owain and clearing his throat. ]

[swordhandled]

Oh, Gerome!

[ jumps, nearly dropping his towel, but his hand is quick to hold it up. ] I didn't hear you come in.

[maskarang]

Owain.

[ eyes darting to the nearly dropped towel before darting back up. ] The water was still running when I returned, though I haven't been here long.

[swordhandled]

O-oh, that's good.

[ a pause ]

No breakfast?

[maskarang]

... No breakfast.

[ awkwardly stands up from behind the bed ]

[swordhandled]

Should I get some for us then?

[maskarang]

If it's no trouble.

[swordhandled]

Very well then.

[ pauses

and goes back to digging for clothes ]

[maskarang]

[ gonna sit on the bed near minerva to wait ]

[swordhandled]

[ and then scurrying back into the bathroom to change ]

[maskarang]

[ —wait, what?

er, no. ahem. that's fine. ]

[swordhandled]

[ enjoy that boner ]

[maskarang]

[ he did nothing to deserve this torture, you monster

guess he's just gonna sit here and try to ignore the bathroom door ]

[swordhandled]

[ comes out wearing clothes ]

What would you like?

[maskarang]

There's no need to cater to my tastes.

[swordhandled]

I want to.

[maskarang]

Then choose something you like. I'll eat whatever you put in front of me, but I would like to see you enjoy your meal.

[swordhandled]

--Very well then. [ he makes a move to walk towards the door, but then he stops, turns and strides purposefully towards gerome before he leans down and captures his lips in another kiss ]

[maskarang]

[ he could get used to goodbye kisses. leaning up to meet owain and reaching for his hand. more tender handholding too, thanks ]

[swordhandled]

[ he keeps the kiss going for a moment longer before pulling away. he gives gerome's hand one final squeeze before letting go ]

I'll be back shortly.

[maskarang]

Until you return to my side, then. [ one more kiss couldn't hurt, could it? ... yes, probably. reluctantly dropping his hand to the bed. ]

[swordhandled]

You make it hard to leave your side. [ he leans in closer as though he's going to kiss his lips again, but instead presses a quick one to his nose before he walks away and leaves the room ]

[maskarang]

[ sits around for a few minutes like "yeah i should lock that door" before his mind exits the gutter.

just.

drops back to the ground and goes back to looking for his shoe. ]

[swordhandled]

[ he's totally making breakfast with a dopey smile on his face ]