as I arrived I thought I saw you leaving, carrying your shoes
"Right," he said, dry. "Because roofs are famously afraid of you."
He crossed the room and leaned his hip against the counter beside her, knocking another dead bug off with the back of his knuckles without ceremony. His tail flicked once, thoughtful. His gaze drifted over the space again. Over the crooked cabinets, warped counters, over all the bones she’d sworn by. He could already feel the ache in his shoulders, the scrape of splinters, the long days ahead. Work he would do, but probably complain about. Loudly.
Then he looked at her properly, grin sharp but warm, emerald eyes steady. "We’ll make it hold. All of it. But now, I'm hungry. If you know what I mean."
FIN
He crossed the room and leaned his hip against the counter beside her, knocking another dead bug off with the back of his knuckles without ceremony. His tail flicked once, thoughtful. His gaze drifted over the space again. Over the crooked cabinets, warped counters, over all the bones she’d sworn by. He could already feel the ache in his shoulders, the scrape of splinters, the long days ahead. Work he would do, but probably complain about. Loudly.
Then he looked at her properly, grin sharp but warm, emerald eyes steady. "We’ll make it hold. All of it. But now, I'm hungry. If you know what I mean."
FIN
Soren
decided that once again I was just dreaming of bumping into you
