appointments post

[sketchingideals]

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February 18th - continued Valentines shenangians

[sketchingideals]

[Jeb watches Mithos to make sure he'll be okay before sitting down in one of the chairs himself.]

Wow... these are really comfortable, aren't they?

for any creepers out there, this is going to go no higher than pg-13 8|

[imatreenow]

[He nods, leaning his crutches against the arm of the chair and folding his hands in his lap. Looking at Jeb now.]

...I'm glad we can be alone now.

...kath, both of those kind of creepers are in this thread. kidding, kidding.

[sketchingideals]

[He smiles.]

I'm glad we can be, too. Being on the beach was great, but you weren't completely comfortable with it. I'm glad we can be somewhere that you can be comfortable.

shhhhhhhhh

[imatreenow]

[He nods, grateful for Jeb's understanding. Already, he feels less agitated than he was out on the beach.]

Thank you for staying by me. It...helped.

(gtroll)

[sketchingideals]

You're welcome, Mithos. I wouldn't leave you there by yourself... besides, staying by you means I can be close to you, and I enjoy every minute I can do that. [A brief gaze down at his bracelet.]

(fuu)

[imatreenow]

...Me too. I want to spend as much time with you as I can. [...He finds himself resenting these armchairs for being so singular, wanting to be closer to his boyfriend. Why couldn't there have been a couch? Well, there's the bed...]

*evil laughter*

[sketchingideals]

Well... you can do that here, right? [His expression brightens at Mithos before he slightly turns his gaze to the bed.]

[imatreenow]

[He nods. Then he notices where Jeb is looking and he feels his heartbeat quicken. They had spent the whole day sitting by each other and holding hands, but now that they're alone...maybe they could do other things too. Like that kissing thing.

...he tries to put the words together to bring it up. He mostly just blushes silently.]

[sketchingideals]

...Mithos? [He can tell that the other wants to say something, but he doesn't want to push.]

[imatreenow]

Oh, I...was just thinking that it would be nice if...if you weren't so far away. [.....hey, wow, the arm of this chair sure is interesting. Great...upholstery.]

[sketchingideals]

[Blushes.] O-Oh. Well, I would like that too...

[Is he fidgeting a little? Yes. Yes, he is.]

[imatreenow]

[He looks at Jeb again, expectantly, a little shy. He wants to see what his boyfriend will do or suggest.]

[sketchingideals]

U-Um... well, there's the bed... [He can't stop blushing. It's impossible. Yep.]

[imatreenow]

It's big enough for both of us to sit on... [he picks himself up from his chair, eager to move to where he can be closer with Jeb.]

[sketchingideals]

That's very true! [Stands as well, moving over to Mithos in case he needs any help. Crutches or not, Jeb worries...]

[imatreenow]

[Settling himself on the edge of the bed, he warmly looks up at Jeb and reaches for his hand. No, he will not be patient and wait for you to sit down too.]

[sketchingideals]

[There's no hesitation on Jeb's end--he takes Mithos' hand almost immediately, smiling down at him.]

[imatreenow]

[Tugs at his hand a little, wanting him to sit next to him.]

[sketchingideals]

[Laughs a little as he takes the hint and seats himself next to his boyfriend.]

[imatreenow]

Much better. [but there's still room for improvement...]

[sketchingideals]

[There is, isn't there? He moves closer.]

[imatreenow]

[Excuse him as he lets go of your hand and wraps his arms around your waist instead, leaning in and resting his head against Jeb's arm.]

[sketchingideals]

Mmm... [This action is Jeb approved. He runs a hand up and down Mithos' back, being mindful of the blond's wings.]

[imatreenow]

[That feels nice. He sighs happily, squeezing Jeb a little around the middle.]

[sketchingideals]

[At the slight squeeze, Jeb exhales softly as he keeps running his hand up and down Mithos' back.]