EVIE
I want your midnights
Each kiss is like tiny fireworks on her skin, and they keep her warm and smiling to herself as she goes through the process of re-dressing. Though she had eaten unlike him, it had been a fair few hours ago, and the positive reception to her addition only makes her hungrier. Her soft laughter trails behind them to linger in the empty room as he pulls her forward, leaving no evidence of their training aside from errant leaves and scattered pebbles. A hand is offered to Belial, and a warm smile for Zuriel - always letting the unicorn choose when she desired contact, royal as she was - as they make a quick stop for Deimos’ drawings before emerging out into the snow and rime. The greenhouse is a familiar beast even in the dead of night, moonlight glinting off glass panes. Winking conspiratorially, the Evergreen opens the door and ducks inside, leaving it open for Deimos to enter as she winds her way down the rows like a well-trained hunting dog sniffing out prey. She is already familiar with nearly every inch of the garden, and it isn’t long before she is collecting a sizable handful of green beans for their dinner. Though a handful isn’t much given the size of her own hands, they only need to feed the two of them. Tying the bunch together with twine, Evie trots back to Deimos triumphantly wiggling the beans in her hand. “Successful hunt,” she lilts playfully, already heading for the door once more. Ready to reach their destination and begin cooking so they might relax together for the remainder of the night.
