He looks up at Barrett as he speaks, his attention taken from his anxious thoughts of Cubia coming for Barrett; for Barrett's safety; for— becoming a tool in a greater machine meant to harm the people he was just starting to recognize he loved. And he gazes at Barrett, eyes fixed, listening, as Barrett says the things that maybe Mithrun couldn't really express in the right words, but wanted Barrett to understand, all the same.
He still has that fluffy scarf on him, even if he's not wearing it now (great for photos, not so great for moving your head, or visibility). In the space between Barrett's lips coming closed and Mithrun's first impulse, encouraged in part by Barrett's affection and the warmth at his neck, he whips the scarf around the back of Barrett's head a little like a lasso suddenly, and takes the other end with his other hand. He pulls Barrett down, and presses in for a kiss; not lingering, not long, more a statement than glib affection, hidden behind the mass wall of his scarf. )
... I'll always come back to you. So rest and recover, so we can go out to eat when I come back with good news.
no subject
He looks up at Barrett as he speaks, his attention taken from his anxious thoughts of Cubia coming for Barrett; for Barrett's safety; for— becoming a tool in a greater machine meant to harm the people he was just starting to recognize he loved. And he gazes at Barrett, eyes fixed, listening, as Barrett says the things that maybe Mithrun couldn't really express in the right words, but wanted Barrett to understand, all the same.
He still has that fluffy scarf on him, even if he's not wearing it now (great for photos, not so great for moving your head, or visibility). In the space between Barrett's lips coming closed and Mithrun's first impulse, encouraged in part by Barrett's affection and the warmth at his neck, he whips the scarf around the back of Barrett's head a little like a lasso suddenly, and takes the other end with his other hand. He pulls Barrett down, and presses in for a kiss; not lingering, not long, more a statement than glib affection, hidden behind the mass wall of his scarf. )
... I'll always come back to you. So rest and recover, so we can go out to eat when I come back with good news.