// the only heaven i'll be sent to —
The second he’s gotten Zavien free is the last Thorn cares about the sounds from the frustrated courtesan. His attention is entirely on his friend, one of whom he hasn’t seen in a long time. And as they slip into the booth in the corner, hidden away from most prying eyes, it might seem like something else was happening in the dark recesses of Mother Molly’s but Thorn is anything but appearing seductive with the bright smile on his face as he adjusts his loose shirt to settle easier over his chest right at the time Zavien embraces him and he nearly squeaks with the surprise – breaking into a soft laugh as he hugs the Dragoon back.
“I missed ya too Zav.” Thorn says a touch softly as they part, rolling his eyes playfully despite how Zavien’s already ordering him a drink. Not that he’ll complain, really. He doesn’t work here, and he typically tries to not drink on the nights that he is working. So he’ll gladly take the one, even if he deems it unwarranted. “I was just helpin’ you out. ‘Sides, I can be an enemy here. Just means I’ll have to bunk with you when I come to visit if they don’t wanna see my face around here anymore.” He teases, flashing a wink for emphasis, before he’s bombarded with the reasoning for how long it’s been.
Which is hilarious, actually, and he laughs as he leans in a little toward the dragoon as if it’s a secret. “Honestly? It’s ‘cause I haven’t put on any weight ‘n I’m afraid Erica might try ‘n force feed me two bowls of blink hare stew.” It’s a sheepish look as he withdraws and lets the bright snicker leave his lips before he shakes his head, dark hair a mess as it bounces around his head. “I’ve been good, though. Jus’ workin’ a lot. Oh! And gettin’ the shit scared out of me by floating pumpkins?” A trick from Ludo as it happens, though he’d never find out.
“How’ve you been?” He props his elbows onto the table and places his chin on his fists, giving his seafoam attention entirely to the other man.
“I missed ya too Zav.” Thorn says a touch softly as they part, rolling his eyes playfully despite how Zavien’s already ordering him a drink. Not that he’ll complain, really. He doesn’t work here, and he typically tries to not drink on the nights that he is working. So he’ll gladly take the one, even if he deems it unwarranted. “I was just helpin’ you out. ‘Sides, I can be an enemy here. Just means I’ll have to bunk with you when I come to visit if they don’t wanna see my face around here anymore.” He teases, flashing a wink for emphasis, before he’s bombarded with the reasoning for how long it’s been.
Which is hilarious, actually, and he laughs as he leans in a little toward the dragoon as if it’s a secret. “Honestly? It’s ‘cause I haven’t put on any weight ‘n I’m afraid Erica might try ‘n force feed me two bowls of blink hare stew.” It’s a sheepish look as he withdraws and lets the bright snicker leave his lips before he shakes his head, dark hair a mess as it bounces around his head. “I’ve been good, though. Jus’ workin’ a lot. Oh! And gettin’ the shit scared out of me by floating pumpkins?” A trick from Ludo as it happens, though he’d never find out.
“How’ve you been?” He props his elbows onto the table and places his chin on his fists, giving his seafoam attention entirely to the other man.
thorn
— is when i'm alone with you //
