abovefate | Inbox

[ he's stuffing his mouth full, one thing after the other, because focusing on eating is easier than focusing on his feelings right now. He's listening to the performance and watching Childe, of course, but he's also just never-end eating ]

[ …so much for not needing to eat, fffs. as soon as he finishes he gives him a bright smile, his tails starting to flip back and forth, because he’s pleased with himself, although he’s certainly waiting for some praise. ]

What did you think?

... It was decent. You got some skills after all. And here I thought it was just filled with thoughts of battle and sex.

[ it's a blatant lie, because he knows Childe has many talents beside that — and they've already discussed Childe's tendency to perform when he's able and he visits plays. It's just easier to not admit that since the performance was just for him, it hits him a little harder than it normally would have ]

[ that earns a laugh. ] It had been a song about our fight, if you couldn’t tell, and [ he strums a little obnoxiously now, clearly not playing anything specific. ] I did omit the sex part that followed. [ grins. ] But I don’t think I’m capable of putting that to music, not yet anyway.

[ give him a moment he's grabbing more food before he can say anything else ]

Maybe I can make you moan a bit more to add to it then, mm?

I may need a bit of a reminder. You know, inspiration and all that. [ he goes back over and sets the instrument down. ] Did you leave any food for me? [ he reaches to swipe a stray crumb from the corner of scara’s lips, leaning in to give him an affectionate little kiss. ] Everything’s good, I take it?

You're the one who told me to eat, so you can't complain now. If you wanted food for yourself, you should have eaten.

... It's good.

[ and he's clearly not talking about just the food ]

I’m not complaining. [ he chuckles, scooting closer, his tails moving around to frame his small body. ] I’m saving my appetite for dessert. [ nips at him, peppering a few kisses along his shoulder. ]

Did you really mean what you said? That you're falling for me?

[ don’t turn this entire thing around on him. ]

I can’t help it. I like you. [ a lot. ]

... mm.

I like you too.

How about… a kiss?

[ he doesn't answer - instead he shifts so he can do just that. He kisses him on the lips, soft and gentle ]

[ childe cups scaramouche's face, returning the kiss and keeping it just as soft and gentle. ] I still have one more surprise for you.

Is that going to kill me?

I sure hope not.

Shut your eyes.

[ DOUBT. but he does as asked ]

[ childe manipulates the dreamscape again, so that tens of hundreds of ( potentially ) thousands of flowers spring up all around them. childe, himself, has a small bouquet of nine red gladiolus flowers, a blue ribbon wrapped around them and sealed with a wax stamp that boasts his riptide mark. ]

...alright. [ he scoots in front of him, holding the bouquet, the sun having apparently set, so now the horizon is bathed in all sorts of shadowy colors. ] Open your eyes.

[ oh. Wow. It's a lot, and it takes him a few moments to really take it all in. ]

... All this just for me.

Here, [ he holds out the bouquet to him. ] for you, Mochi.

... I'm not going to be satisfied with just this.

[ he says as he takes the flowers, taking a moment to smell them ]

You have to find flowers to give me even outside the dream.

[ his smile falters for a moment. ] Alright. Am I going to have to wait until outside of a dream to get anything from you?

No. I'm just saying that I don't want it to end at just this dream.

[ he keeps the bouquet with one hand, but with the other he reaches for Childe, pulling him down for another kiss ]

So if you're going to give me other gifts, you better make sure you give me just as many in the waking world, so I can remember them.

[ childe smiles, taking his hand and holding it tight. he smiles into the kiss, humming in acknowledgment. ] I can do that. My first gift to you will be a bouquet of flowers unlike any other.

Re: Day 73.

Re: Day 73.

Re: Day 73.

Re: Day 73.

Re: Day 73.

Re: Day 73.

Re: Day 73.

Re: Day 73.

Re: Day 73.

1/2

Re: Day 73.

Re: Day 73.

Re: Day 73.

Re: Day 73.

Re: Day 73.

Re: Day 73.

Re: Day 73.

Re: Day 73.

Re: Day 73.

Re: Day 73.

Re: Day 73.

Re: Day 73.

Re: Day 73.

Re: Day 73.

Re: Day 73.