closed 🪶⚡ all i really, really ever want is under the mistletoe

[garudas]

Who: Cidolfus Telamon & Benedikta Harman.
Status: Closed.
Where: Around places.
What: Cid and Benedikta follow a lead and sneak into a fancy holiday party. Event stuff TBA.
Warnings: it's them, what do you want from me



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[ramuhs]

Ah, but that's the point.

[He raises a hand as if to punctuate his words.]

If it's to attack us, what better way then to curse as weak toys?

[garudas]

I suppose... It would depend on the purpose of the attack. Though, I did not feel very inclined to fight on his side when I was cursed, so you are probably right.

[It's all just a mess, and Benedikta sighs and lets her head fall to his shoulder, only to click her tongue when she hears the kettle whistling at them to signal that it's finished.]

At any rate, I've no inclination to go out there and fight the Pirat King either.

[She will stay here and drink her tea. Everyone else can figure that shit out for once.]

[ramuhs]

[A quiet chuckle as he stands to get the kettle and their tea going.]

Me neither. We dealt with him the first time, let some others have a chance at his reckoning.

[garudas]

That is, assuming that he does not turn us again.

[In that case, she might, but only if she were herself and not the teenie tiny Eikon.

But as he stands to walk away, she finally lets herself wince from the aches when he isn't looking, slumping further onto the couch and stretching out to try and twist the pain out of her leg, a hand going up to rest against her pounding head, and he will find her like this, half hanging off the couch, by the time he's finished fetching the tea.]

[ramuhs]

[He'll make each of their favorites, and although his mood had relaxed somewhat, it tenses again when he sees in that position, his steps faltering before he approaches and sets their mugs down.]

Are you sure you're not hiding anything from me?

[garudas]

[She hears his steps faltering first and knows what it means before he even speaks, and she just peers through her fingers at him. Several beats of silence pass before she breaks it with a sigh.]

As I said, the headaches would come.

[It's not a lie!!

A beckon to him with her other hand.]

Once I have the tea, I will be fine.

[ramuhs]

[There's clear doubt in his eyes... But he'll hand her the tea.]

Looks worse than just a headache.

[garudas]

As one might expect...

[She accepts the tea with a sigh of relief, and cradles the cup between both of her hands, the warmth in her fingertips already doing wonders to ease that tension slowly riding into every muscle now.]

Becoming a balloon and having one's head expand to that size is... nauseating.

[ramuhs]

[His eyes soften as he reaches up to gently brush his fingertips over her brows and temple, a light massage as they thread through her hair.]

Well, I suppose it could be worse. Could have been your feet.

[He tries to bring a little to help her feel better.]

[garudas]

[Another sigh, this one soft, as his fingers brush over her brows and hair.]

I do not want to imagine how ridiculous that might have looked.

[She takes that first sip of her tea, and the warmth that follows through her as it goes down is immeasurably soothing, along with his hands.]

... I should have listened to you.

[ramuhs]

[A small look of surprise.]

For what?

[garudas]

[She can't quite bring herself to meet his eyes and instead, she stares into her cup, watching the steam roll over the tea.]

Earlier. Perhaps a string might not have been such a terrible idea.

[ramuhs]

[....Ah. There's a slight, rueful laugh at that.]

In fairness, I was joking a bit about it.

[garudas]

[She does lift her eyes to narrow them at him. Playfully.]

I know. But it would have prevented me from floating away like I had.

[ ... A little sip.]

It was a matter of pride.

[ramuhs]

I know.

[He gently brushes his hand through her hair and around her head again.]

But I also should have done more myself to keep you safer.

[garudas]

[She clicks her tongue at him, and her own hand moves to his cheek.]

I did not want you blaming yourself for it. ... Even if I was cursing at you all the while at the time.

[That last part is added on with a laugh.]

[ramuhs]

[Just a small exhale and wry grin as he leans against her touch.]

You know that was a fruitless endeavor. I would have felt it all the same.

[garudas]

Yes, I am well aware.

[It's a problem that they both share, and she does not see that changing anytime soon, but it still needed to be said.]

I am just glad that it is over. And should it happen again, simply tie a string around me and put up with me attempting to claw your fingers off.

[ramuhs]

[A quiet chuckle at that and he leans in and kisses her softly.]

I will be sure to do so. Tied and stuffed in my pocket.

[garudas]

[Her eyes close and she relaxes into that kiss, chuckling against his lips.]

I am shocked you did not stuff me into your pocket.

[ramuhs]

I was sorely tempted, but I didn't want to confine you too much.

Or risk you tearing off my clothes in a different manner.

[Just a slight quirk of his lips.]

[garudas]

And how is that any different than shoving me into the front of your coat?

[She sips her tea, her grin evident in her eyes over the rim of her cup.]

Right into your bosom.

[ramuhs]

[He just chuckles a little more at that.]

I'm sure you would have enjoyed that. Perhaps even taken a little nap.

[A little wink at that.]

[garudas]

Just like you had, hm?

[She snorts into her cup and leans in to kiss him on the cheek.]

I am sorry to say, but yours is far less comfortable.

[ramuhs]

You were quite so eager to nestle on earlier.

[He then snorts.]

Could you imagine if you had turned back after getting inside my coat?