Zavien
Zavien couldn't imagine it being too much right now, excitement coursing through his veins, but after Soh... His agreeing nod finished before her mischief was showing through, hinting at her own schemes for romance. He grinned and didn't stop at the coy maneuvering of his kiss, lingering a little longer at the contact. As she pulled away, he chuckled and winked in return, holding his position for a moment. "Then we'll just have to make it a success so the people don't blame you too much."
At that delightfully playful threat, Zavien turned to stand, trailing Lena into the kitchen like he wouldn't want to be anywhere else in the galaxy. Like a planet in orbit, as she moved around the counter, he kept close, peering over her shoulders at whatever meal she'd been preparing. He felt his mouth watering, his stomach adjusting to make room for the deliciousness that had him groaning. "Ugh. I already ate, but I can't ever say no to your cooking. And hot chocolate?" Zavien leaned over to sniff at the cooling mug of sweetness, peeking teasingly at her as he did so, a grin on his lips. "Will you still like me if I become a fat slouch at a desk?"
At that delightfully playful threat, Zavien turned to stand, trailing Lena into the kitchen like he wouldn't want to be anywhere else in the galaxy. Like a planet in orbit, as she moved around the counter, he kept close, peering over her shoulders at whatever meal she'd been preparing. He felt his mouth watering, his stomach adjusting to make room for the deliciousness that had him groaning. "Ugh. I already ate, but I can't ever say no to your cooking. And hot chocolate?" Zavien leaned over to sniff at the cooling mug of sweetness, peeking teasingly at her as he did so, a grin on his lips. "Will you still like me if I become a fat slouch at a desk?"
That’s How We’re Gonna Win.
Not Fighting What We Hate,
Saving What We Love.
Not Fighting What We Hate,
Saving What We Love.
