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closed 🪶⚡ but all i really know, you're where i wanna go
Who: Cidolfus Telamon & Benedikta Harman.
Status: Closed.
Where: The Roost.
What: While making the glass charms, their owl has a little big surprise for them.
Warnings: Cute baby owls and disgusting, domestic fluff.

🦉
Status: Closed.
Where: The Roost.
What: While making the glass charms, their owl has a little big surprise for them.
Warnings: Cute baby owls and disgusting, domestic fluff.

🦉
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[It was bad enough that they were just proclaimed grandparents tonight!!! Great grandparents!? She might actually perish.]
I still think that it would be ... fun.
[There's a little pause, and her smile fades just slightly.]
After the... scare... I had several dreams of it.
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...You did?
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[There is a mix of shame, embarrassment, and sadness there. But there is a joy in her eyes too, a shimmer of hope for this future.]
They were sometimes so vivid that they felt real. Often, they were simply mundane things. Like I was living in the dream.
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Can you tell me more?
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Even now, I... find myself dreaming of it. Not as much, but...
[There's a smile that tugs at her lip.]
The last one I can recall was us out on the water, like I'd said. Sailing to only the gods know where. Or perhaps nowhere at all. You taught them how to fish, and I believe the whales were there, too.
I could never see their faces, but I knew that what I felt was... what you had described.
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[There's a slight look of surprise at that.]
That means it must have been more recent...
[Still he smiles softly, his eyes warming in that love that grows at the thought that she would have such dreams... Dreams that they could actually have a chance to have.]
But see? You already have what it takes in here.
[A light tap against her chest over her heart.]
So I am sure this will not just stay as a dream, but something we will be able to share together.
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But that tap to her chest startles her out of her thoughts, and she pulls back further to look at him.]
I hope so.
[Her fingers squeeze the fabric of his shirt, resisting the urge to drag him to her.]
After seeing Bidowlfin and Willow with their owlets, I... realized, or did not realize at first, how much I wished for it. To have all of that and more with you. And I think after everything, we deserve that.
[A soft breath.]
You will be an incredible father, do you know that?
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And you will be a fantastic mother.
[His kisses her gently on the lips, his heart still seized by the emotions her words stirred in it. Even though he already knew, to hear it again how much she wanted the same things as he...
It's times like these that it reminds him how differently their lives are now.]
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How different indeed, as she shares the same thought. How far they have come since the early days... Even the early days in this world, things have changed so very much. And for the better. Just another step in reclaiming their lives for themselves.
It makes her want to steal another kiss, and so she does, this one even softer... if such a thing were possible.]
What are we going to do in the meantime?
[Because they still have so much work they need to do. Not just for themselves, but...]
We are... "grandparents" now.
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Hard to believe, eh? But perhaps we can use them as a bit more practice.
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[She gives him a crooked but genuine smile before she's burying her face into his neck.]
Bidowlfin needs to learn on his own, you said.
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But you're right, otherwise we just spoil them so they behave perfectly around us and are terrors towards their parents.
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[Some toys and such like they had done for Bidowlfin when he was just a little thing.]
And the nest? Shall we start preparing that tomorrow?
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Besides, we still have some unfinished business, do we not?
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[She pulls back slightly again.]
Unfinished business?
[That could mean several things.]
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We were interrupted earlier, weren't we? How there are still a few reminders left.
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[Yet in spite of the teasing nature, she meets his smirk with a soft smile of her own, her hand brushing against his cheek.]
And what about that other glass charm we said we would make for them?
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[His face turns slightly so that his lips can brush against her palm.]
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Do you wish to stay here for the rest of the day?
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[He gives her a playful look before slowly pulling away.]
But, if you are not as interested then...
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[The arm around his shoulder pulls him back, and she kisses him to make him stop.]
You know that if I had it my way, we would never leave this bed. I was only making sure that you have done everything that you wished to do.
[Because we all know how this is going to go.]
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And if I had other plans, I wouldn't have started it earlier back at the workshop.
[A slight gleam in his eyes.]
So no, there is nothing more pressing than my wife.
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[She leans up to brush her lips over his.]
Well then. Tomorrow, we begin the next charm, and hang up the ones that we have. And the nest.
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[He kisses her again, this one lingering.]
Tonight... Perhaps we can start making a little nest of our own.
[He's teasing of course, but... Well. It's not so wrong to think about, is it?]
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[There is a flicker of sadness in her eyes, there and gone just as quickly, because she knows that it is nothing more than a thought—a dream that is being teased at. For as much as she would like to now, she knows that they cannot. For now, she can at least live with the fact that they now have more little ones to spoil, even if they are owls. And with all the work that has to be done, she thinks that she will have plenty to keep her—both of them—busy in the meantime.
Still, it is not so wrong to think about. Especially if it is something they both want.
No doubt she is going to have dreams of it tonight, and no doubt she will wake up in the morning with that same yearning in her chest that she always has after those nights.
But for tonight, she will take this. These deeper feelings that they share, and the new ones that seem to blossom in her with each little reminder of them.
Speaking of—]
Now, about those reminders...
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