[ Angel Devil. ] [ chatcube, or action. ] [ if you're visiting the rose barn, look for the door with the creepy bat-and-angel-wing sigil on it. Knock first! Or get zapped. ]
[ there's a little jump in quetzal's body, like he'd been so wrapped in the show he'd forgotten reality entirely. he's still got that increased, unspoken renewed edge about touch that started a few days ago, but before muffin can potentially un-hold that hand he--
angel devil doesn't want to move and have to move his eyes and have to stop taking the pretty pretty picture of his pretty bird in, so he doesn't something else, instead, and a thornless vine abruptly swings from the curtains of fabric around his bed, and loops three times to tie their hands together.]
[muffin makes a soft sound, not unlike those coming from the sphere— one quiet so as not to interrupt quetzal's reverie, the other muffling his gasps so he won't be heard. though of the two, there's no shyness in the memory. muffin never expected then that he would be seen now.]
[his gaze flicks to the sphere, free hand going poke his brow like he's checking his reflection.
and imagines, briefly, a second body on the bed and a voice whispering in his ear. or would it be in his mind...? the thought keeps him enough that he startles when he realizes quetzal's watching him.]
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Date: 2023-12-15 03:13 am (UTC)...puts his hand over quetzal's. hold hand.]
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Date: 2023-12-15 03:29 am (UTC)angel devil doesn't want to move and have to move his eyes and have to stop taking the pretty pretty picture of his pretty bird in, so he doesn't something else, instead, and a thornless vine abruptly swings from the curtains of fabric around his bed, and loops three times to tie their hands together.]
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Date: 2023-12-15 04:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-12-15 04:39 am (UTC)quietly, ]
I would have been... murmuring plenty of things, to you, you know. I wonder what might have come to mind...?
Maybe something about that crease in the middle of your brow... that keeps coming back, right when you move-- like-- that...?
[ he's gazing openly at real muffin's face. ]
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Date: 2023-12-15 05:21 am (UTC)and imagines, briefly, a second body on the bed and a voice whispering in his ear. or would it be in his mind...? the thought keeps him enough that he startles when he realizes quetzal's watching him.]
Would, um, have been better with you.