[ minerva is absolutely enjoying the nest. she's situated herself on literally half the pillows and is snoozing merrily
gerome is less than enthused, but he knows better than to express it too openly. owain is trying, minerva is happy, and while this is excessive, he appreciates the care. kind of. like, he also hates it? but he appreciates the thought. ] ... It is.
—No! That is... I. [ gods, not those pillows?? he refuses to lean on owain's idol's face!! it doesn't matter how comfortable the pillow is or how injured he is! ]
This is more than enough, Owain. Any more and you would spend the entire night fluffing pillows.
[ idly tracing lines and circles over owain's abdomen as he thinks. if it's owain— ] Early morning during summer. When the night becomes quiet save for the sound of chirping cicadas, the moon shines its brightest, and the breeze carries with it a gentle warmth.
week 5, pre trial
and fluffing one of the pillows ] Is this enough?
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gerome is less than enthused, but he knows better than to express it too openly. owain is trying, minerva is happy, and while this is excessive, he appreciates the care. kind of. like, he also hates it? but he appreciates the thought. ] ... It is.
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This is more than enough, Owain. Any more and you would spend the entire night fluffing pillows.
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[ shifts so he's lying on the bed and gently reaches for gerome to pull him towards him ]
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