As soon as I come up with something. Or you do, if you have an idea, you're more creative than me. And I've got plenty of real estate for something new.
[ He wraps his arm around Ephemera, holding the other man against his chest for a moment, their heads pressed together. Closeness is good. Even though he's sure Ephemera's dying to check out the paints. Actually... ]
[ Ephemera grins against Drake's chest. ] Depends on what colors you got me. But, maybe the lake. The lake's not bad. I like watching the water, sometimes.
Yeah. [ Ephemera's expression turns a little softer. He really does like working with his paints. Just tinkering around, figuring out how to make different things. For a long time it was all about getting his shit in order and making things look how they were supposed to - some tiny way of forcing the universe to get in line - but he's quieted down somewhat since. Learned, however slowly, that it doesn't have to be hard all the time. ] This means a lot to me. I, ah - I'm not good at saying that, all the time. But you're important to me, too. So - know that.
[ Drake blinks in surprise at Ephemera's words, not for the sentiment but the implication that he'd ever doubt that. The other man might not say it all the time, no, but he shows it... probably for the first time he's ever, Drake doesn't have any doubts left. Not about them. Their situation is rough, but Ephemera's never not been there for him, and that means everything. ]
I know, babe. The words are great but don't stress -- you show it plenty.
[ He reaches up to trail his fingers down Ephemera's jaw to the point of his chin, tilting his face up for a kiss. ]
Go experiment with your present, I'll finish cleaning this up.
[ The kiss is easy. Ephemera hums, bumping their foreheads together for a moment. There are a lot of things he doesn't get right, but these moments, when it's just the two of them - yeah. It makes everything worth it. ]
You're the best.
[ And now Ephemera has new paints! This is awesome. ]
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I'll think on it. Nothing's jumping at me right now and there's a lot that's worth remembering.
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[ To get them just right. ]
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[ He wraps his arm around Ephemera, holding the other man against his chest for a moment, their heads pressed together. Closeness is good. Even though he's sure Ephemera's dying to check out the paints. Actually... ]
What are you going to paint first?
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[ He grins back, finding himself feeling weirdly excited. ]
I can't wait to see whatever you do.
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I know, babe. The words are great but don't stress -- you show it plenty.
[ He reaches up to trail his fingers down Ephemera's jaw to the point of his chin, tilting his face up for a kiss. ]
Go experiment with your present, I'll finish cleaning this up.
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You're the best.
[ And now Ephemera has new paints! This is awesome. ]