Pushing hair back behind the others ear
(Thanks Anon! <3)
"Do you mind if I do something?" You ask Astarion, who looks up from his book with a bemused look on his face. Since he came clean to you about his feelings, you and he have spent every evening together in his tent (usually on his bedroll, like tonight)---reading, talking, and more cuddling than you had anticipated. Who would've thought he'd love it so much!
"What, darling?"
You scooch closer to him and tuck one of his beautiful silver curls behind a pointed ear. Smiling, you sigh. "I really did mean it when I said I love the way your hair curls behind your ears."
He blinks a few times, his ruby eyes full of confusion. "Y-you did, and I was--"
You tuck another curl behind his ear and giggle. "A twat."
He closes his book and sets it aside. He then wraps an arm around your thick waist, his pretty mouth a hair's breath from your cheek. "Tell me more, sweetness...tell me what you love about me. I want to hear it all." Astarion teases.
"Even if there are things I love that you don't necessarily like?" You turn your head slightly to face him, your own teasing smile on your lips.
He rolls his eyes. "I suppose. Go on then, darling."
"I love the way your hair curls around your ears. It's so cute." Your lips touch his briefly. "I love your laugh lines...I love your laugh. It's so very you and lovely." Oh he looks not happy that I mentioned the laugh lines, but tough nuggets, love! "I love how you always check in on me after a fight or something awful happening by touching the small of my back. I love the way you hold my hand. I love your hands. I love how expressive your eyes are. I love how you pick locks so easily and with so much flair. I--"
Astarion silences you with a sudden kiss, and your parasite tingles.
Laugh lines?! REALLY!?!? It's a good thing you're cute, my sweet.
Really.
Really?!
Really really.
He pulls away and smiles, and a pale, cold hand caresses your cheek. "I adore you, you know."
You know he means it. You know there is more he wishes to say but cannot right now.
So you say it for him.
"I love you too, Astarion."
The rest of the evening passes with him insisting on holding your soft, warm body close to his.
And when you finally drift off to sleep, he only holds you tighter.
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Me studying fashion and drawing my favourite characters in it? Who would've guessed.
This was an old scrapped design for a Gem dress bc I felt like it would fit better for someone like Stress since her whole thing is faeries. Maybe I'll make a moth version for Pearl someday.
I kinda wanna design some stuff for other hermits but I got no clue who so I guess for now we're sticking with Gem.
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