[the bad and the worse, though for Lennon he will do his best to be neither of those things. in fact, maybe he should try harder to not seem like a fae at all.
he should...become like a human husband. yes.
he needs to start studying jasper and hunter more.]
[ Lennon smiles, nodding. He wants all of Daeshim. Daeshim accepts all of him so he has no second thoughts of accepting everything about Daeshim, it's all apart of who he is. He loves his fae the way he is. ]
How would you like to celebrate?
[ Lennon steals a kiss, nuzzling the other afterward. ]
[ Lennon would be okay with throwing a bit of an engagement party if
Daeshim wants! He smiles at the answer and nods. Isn’t that one of Dae’s
favorite things? ]
A nice bath it is. [ he does pull him back in for another lingering
kiss, still thrumming with excitement and how much he loves this —his—
silly fae. ]
[he seems surprised. he was almost expecting lennon to counter his offer with sex, because it's one of his favorite things.
but he's certainly not going to protest it, or another kiss. one of his hands slides into his human's hair, letting the strands slide between his fingers.]
I will take good care of you.
[the words are whispered against the other's lips. tonight and forever.]
[ Lennon can always tack on sex later. Nothing says he can't. And taking a bath gets you halfway there, naked and close together. He smiles, his nose scrunching as those words wrap around him like a warm blanket. ]
[the bathwater. he gives lennon one last squeeze before he's off, adjusting the hot and the cold, adding bath bombs to turn it a magical color, and liquid that foams up into lightly scented bubbles. as an added touch, a waterlily or two springs to the surface.
and then he returns just as quickly, picking the human up in his arms with a soft huff, carrying him to the water personally. not because it has anything to do with human traditions or even because he thinks it's romantic. it's for the sheer fact that he wants to.]
[ Lennon shakes his head as Daeshim runs off, smiling to himself and he waits for Daeshim to return. He doesn't have the same love for baths as literally everyone in the house does but he doesn't mind them, especially with Daeshim.
They make him so happy after all.
He blinks when he's picked up, though, that he hadn't expected. He laughs, though his arms wrapping around the other's neck and he presses kisses all over the side of his face. He likes it, being picked up, being carried, things like that. It makes him feel good. ]
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[the bad and the worse, though for Lennon he will do his best to be neither of those things. in fact, maybe he should try harder to not seem like a fae at all.
he should...become like a human husband. yes.
he needs to start studying jasper and hunter more.]
We should celebrate!
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How would you like to celebrate?
[ Lennon steals a kiss, nuzzling the other afterward. ]
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We could take a bath? With bubbles and oils!
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[ Lennon would be okay with throwing a bit of an engagement party if Daeshim wants! He smiles at the answer and nods. Isn’t that one of Dae’s favorite things? ]
A nice bath it is. [ he does pull him back in for another lingering kiss, still thrumming with excitement and how much he loves this —his— silly fae. ]
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[he seems surprised. he was almost expecting lennon to counter his offer with sex, because it's one of his favorite things.
but he's certainly not going to protest it, or another kiss. one of his hands slides into his human's hair, letting the strands slide between his fingers.]
I will take good care of you.
[the words are whispered against the other's lips. tonight and forever.]
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I'll take care of you too.
[ That comes with the whole marriage package. ]
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[the bathwater. he gives lennon one last squeeze before he's off, adjusting the hot and the cold, adding bath bombs to turn it a magical color, and liquid that foams up into lightly scented bubbles. as an added touch, a waterlily or two springs to the surface.
and then he returns just as quickly, picking the human up in his arms with a soft huff, carrying him to the water personally. not because it has anything to do with human traditions or even because he thinks it's romantic. it's for the sheer fact that he wants to.]
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They make him so happy after all.
He blinks when he's picked up, though, that he hadn't expected. He laughs, though his arms wrapping around the other's neck and he presses kisses all over the side of his face. He likes it, being picked up, being carried, things like that. It makes him feel good. ]
Never change who you are.
[ Lennon murmurs, nuzzling him. ]