I thought you said forever over and over
He would stay with Maea for as long as she wanted, and he nodded his agreement with a quick smile as he bustled about the bathroom. The water that filled the tub was indeed scalding, and Liam hissed softly as he stuck a hand under the faucet to confirm as much. Shaking the hand to rid it of beads of water that had collected, he turned his attention to gathering up a towel (the largest and fluffiest that he had in his possession) and some soap, leaving it all near the tub so that Maea could take her time without having to worry about hunting down the basic necessities of a bath.
He was so busy making sure he had everything that he might not have noticed even if Maea's voice had shaken or her expression had given her away; as it was, though, there was nothing in her countenance to suggest that she'd done anything other than gotten him a gift. When she would have found time between the masquerade, being injured, and coming home, he had no idea, but he paused in his bustling to turn towards her regardless. "You didn't have to get me anything," he protested softly. "Just coming home is precious enough." But he dutifully closed his eyes anyway, holding out a hand as he'd been instructed and waiting for whatever it was that Maea wished to give him.
He was so busy making sure he had everything that he might not have noticed even if Maea's voice had shaken or her expression had given her away; as it was, though, there was nothing in her countenance to suggest that she'd done anything other than gotten him a gift. When she would have found time between the masquerade, being injured, and coming home, he had no idea, but he paused in his bustling to turn towards her regardless. "You didn't have to get me anything," he protested softly. "Just coming home is precious enough." But he dutifully closed his eyes anyway, holding out a hand as he'd been instructed and waiting for whatever it was that Maea wished to give him.
A sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion
Liam
