vision

[calescent]

Kiri's up early the next morning, restless with various low-level simmering concerns, and wanders out of her room.

Comments

[free_flowing]

Loel giggles.

"Awkwardly Pubescent?"

[salt_of_the]

"I did a bunch of stupid things with cute boys when I was fourteen and fifteen, and conveniently, none of them are going to be politically important or were my friends when we were ten, so I can mostly forget about having done it most of the time!"

[free_flowing]

"Aww." His head is flopped in her lap. Therefore he is in an excellent position to rub his cheek against her tummy. He does that. "You're cute," he declares.

[salt_of_the]

Patience giggles. "You're cute."

[free_flowing]

"I know!" he says happily.

[salt_of_the]

"Is this the part where I lean down and kiss you, it could be that part."

[free_flowing]

"It could be that part," he agrees. "That would be a good part for it to be."

[salt_of_the]

It is that part!

[free_flowing]

It is a pretty great part! Mmkisses. Loel makes some more cute sounds.

And then falls out of his chair. It was bound to happen; he was sitting very precariously and not paying much attention to it. The chair clatters out from under him, dumping him on the floor, and he ends up hugging Patience's leg and cackling helplessly.

[salt_of_the]

Okay, that's hilarious.

"Are," (she giggles too hard and has to start over) "are you okay?"

[free_flowing]

"I'm fine," giggles Loel. "That was hilarious."

[salt_of_the]

Patience does her best to haul him up onto her lap.

If she succeeds, she might kiss him again!

[free_flowing]

Ooh. Loel cooperates with this effort!

Now she has a Loel snuggled in her lap.

Whatever will she do with him?

[salt_of_the]

Kissing, apparently!

He has a neck. She kisses it.

[free_flowing]

Ooh. That was a good choice. He sighs happily.

[salt_of_the]

"Is this a 'we make out for a while and then you put your clothes on and we go hang with some primes' or is it a 'while one of us still has clothes on, that person should scurry out of the room to find something to write 'health' and 'fertility' and 'luck' and 'surprise' on so we can put them in a bowl and see what we're looking at for today'?"

[free_flowing]

"I dunno," Loel says cheerfully. "One of those. Actually you might not have to scurry anywhere, I've probably got paper and a pen around here somewhere. Want to?"

[salt_of_the]

(Nuzzle.) "I brought it up exclusively to string you along and have no other motives whatsoever," she singsongs.

[free_flowing]

He giggles and kisses her nose.

[salt_of_the]

She kisses him on the mouth again, and says, "Paper, pen?"

[free_flowing]

"'Kay."

Regrettably, he has to get out of her lap to go find these things. He kisses her first, then goes rummaging. Patience may feel free to enjoy the view. Shortly thereafter: paper and pen!

[salt_of_the]

Patience does. She does enjoy the view.

Scribble, scribble, scribble.

[free_flowing]

Can he sit in her lap again? He's gonna sit in her lap again.

[salt_of_the]

She approves! She totally approves.

She closes her eyes and kisses his neck again and stirs the papers around blind and picks up two.

She reads them.

"Well, um, I got health, so that's good, but I also got surprise, which is not, and Mom always said not to call it close enough if you get weird draws."

[free_flowing]

"Makes sense," he says, snuggling her some more.