[ He is terrible with silence. In the future--his future--this is probably why he and Gwaine get on so well. They're both chatterboxes. It's definitely a special moment when even he is being quiet.
He glances back at her as he steps off the train, already starting the walk back to the apartments (and there's that moment again, when their hands have to separate to go through security, but he's thoughtlessly reaching out for her again as if it's the most natural thing in the world. ]
Which day? Or ... both? [ Weekend is 2 days Athena... Please be more specific. ] I probably can though, yes.
Oh, just Saturday is fine. Saturday night, specifically.
[ you definitely won't be sleeping early this weekend, merlin. just you wait. (this isn't supposed to sound prurient.)
as if to give him a clue, she looks up at the night sky. she's been in cerealia for half a year now, but she still finds it odd that there are two moons in this planet. it's strange in a good way. she appreciates it. ]
...Saturday night is it. [ Even if he had work he'll find a way out of it, no worries there.
The sky seems lighter with the two moons there to reflect the light (now that had been interesting to learn.. there's so much information he didn't have before but-- that isn't as important as when he looks at her and sees the moonlight on her face.
They're walking home. Right. ] Y-yeah. [ He doesn't get the clue. ] They are.
[ He isn't sure if he wants to stop to let her appreciate it or keep walking on so they can get home. It was a long day, even if it ended up being pretty fun in the end. ] What time? Saturday, I mean.
[ merlin doesn't have to decide, because athena pulls him gently to lead the way again when he slows down a bit. she can always look out the window later when she gets home, if she still wants to check out the moon then. though she'll likely bury herself in books upon getting home... there's no end to her studying, even after graduating. ]
It has to be a bit late, so if 10 is good with you, then let's meet up then. I'll text you instructions.
[ she doesn't mean to make it sound complicated, but there are some things she wants him to do and/or bring for this surprise. ]
[ Ah, there we go. She catches up quickly enough, not even thinking about what he's going to do once he gets back. Collapse face first onto his bed? Probably. Not move for a good hour or two? Probably.
He blinks at the time she says, because that is late, but it also means that it shouldn't clash with something else. If he finishes work at 7pm he'll be alright. Plenty of time. ]
Alright. Whenever you have details. [ For this. date meeting. thing. What is it?
He presses the button for the elevator, waiting for it to arrive. ]
Try not to lose sleep over it, [ she says teasingly, even moving to the side to nudge him with her shoulder.
though with this, she's probably making him anticipate it or make guesses on what it could be. hopefully, she won't disappoint when saturday comes. that would be the worst. ]
I don't know, maybe I'll forget this conversation happened. [ He's just teasing. He leans against the side wall of the elevator though (after he presses the button for her floor) as it starts to go up, and it's like it hasn't felt this small in a while. It's fine when he's on his own but their hands are still clasped and...
He definitely hasn't forgotten that incident days... a week ago.
He only moves when the doors open, indicating they've reached her floor. His hand lets go of hers, and he indicates for her to go with a smile. One hand holds the door steady though. ]
Good night. [ It's the only thing he says at first, as he waits for her to cross the threshold and step outside. He isn't sure if she expects anything, if she plans anything.
But he does.
His heart feels like it's going to burst when he reaches for her wrist, calling her name so she'll turn around again. His foot is keeping the lift open for him (hopefully no one is downstairs trying to use it right now) when that hand that reached out for her moves up to cup her cheek.
It's similar to what she did before, that he keeps her steady when his lips press against her cheek. It's similar to how he kissed her hand before too. It lingers, warm. Soft. Then quietly, he whispers against her skin: ] Sweet dreams.
[ Before she has a chance to say anything though he's stepping back into the elevator, pressing the close door button in the hope that he didn't just make things weirder. ]
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CHOKES ON TEA????????? i didn't hear that in the lyrics?!?!
He glances back at her as he steps off the train, already starting the walk back to the apartments (and there's that moment again, when their hands have to separate to go through security, but he's thoughtlessly reaching out for her again as if it's the most natural thing in the world. ]
Which day? Or ... both? [ Weekend is 2 days Athena... Please be more specific. ] I probably can though, yes.
yeah... (unsure)
[ you definitely won't be sleeping early this weekend, merlin. just you wait. (this isn't supposed to sound prurient.)
as if to give him a clue, she looks up at the night sky. she's been in cerealia for half a year now, but she still finds it odd that there are two moons in this planet. it's strange in a good way. she appreciates it. ]
The moons are so pretty, aren't they?
sweats....... yeah not that ok
The sky seems lighter with the two moons there to reflect the light (now that had been interesting to learn.. there's so much information he didn't have before but-- that isn't as important as when he looks at her and sees the moonlight on her face.
They're walking home. Right. ] Y-yeah. [ He doesn't get the clue. ] They are.
[ He isn't sure if he wants to stop to let her appreciate it or keep walking on so they can get home. It was a long day, even if it ended up being pretty fun in the end. ] What time? Saturday, I mean.
it's a nice song otherwise ;o;
It has to be a bit late, so if 10 is good with you, then let's meet up then. I'll text you instructions.
[ she doesn't mean to make it sound complicated, but there are some things she wants him to do and/or bring for this surprise. ]
;u; yeah!!!
He blinks at the time she says, because that is late, but it also means that it shouldn't clash with something else. If he finishes work at 7pm he'll be alright. Plenty of time. ]
Alright. Whenever you have details. [ For this. date meeting. thing. What is it?
He presses the button for the elevator, waiting for it to arrive. ]
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though with this, she's probably making him anticipate it or make guesses on what it could be. hopefully, she won't disappoint when saturday comes. that would be the worst. ]
sweats
He definitely hasn't forgotten that incident days... a week ago.
He only moves when the doors open, indicating they've reached her floor. His hand lets go of hers, and he indicates for her to go with a smile. One hand holds the door steady though. ]
Good night. [ It's the only thing he says at first, as he waits for her to cross the threshold and step outside. He isn't sure if she expects anything, if she plans anything.
But he does.
His heart feels like it's going to burst when he reaches for her wrist, calling her name so she'll turn around again. His foot is keeping the lift open for him (hopefully no one is downstairs trying to use it right now) when that hand that reached out for her moves up to cup her cheek.
It's similar to what she did before, that he keeps her steady when his lips press against her cheek. It's similar to how he kissed her hand before too. It lingers, warm. Soft. Then quietly, he whispers against her skin: ] Sweet dreams.
[ Before she has a chance to say anything though he's stepping back into the elevator, pressing the close door button in the hope that he didn't just make things weirder. ]