PCs with Gerome

[swordhandled]

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[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 ]

[maskarang]

[ thankfully no one will question the sight of owain smiling. it's the perfect cover!

also, he eventually finds his shoe and gets back on the bed. this is a good day. a weird, good day. ]

[swordhandled]

[ eventually comes back, knocking on the door with his elbow so he could be let back in ]

[maskarang]

[ when he hears the knock, he looks to the now awake minerva. ]

Please don't bite him. [ softly. she yawns and rolls over, which he accepts as her agreement not to bite owain anymore. straightening his clothes as he walks over and opens the door. ]

[swordhandled]

[ presents two plates that look like this ]

I've returned with breakfast!

[maskarang]

[ wait. looks at the plates, looks at owain. ]

[swordhandled]

I hope you like eggs!

[maskarang]

I have no qualms with them.