[Did GemSci also take his blood in a powder room? He doesn't know! Truly despicable.
But oh, he's already had too much alcohol to be at all prepared to hear something as wholeheartedly devoted as I will be the one crossing worlds to find you. It may not be a feasible promise, but that Daniil would say it at all is full marks. There's too much vodka and feelings in him to fuss over something as petty as logistics and realism in the face of something so romantic, so: oh! He shifts, sitting up solely to down the remainder of his glass (definitely wise) so that he can set it down on the coffee table and sink back into Daniil without any distractions.
Give him a moment, again, although this time the rush of emotions he needs to process are not all so dour. Crossing whole worlds for him, mmph... that's the stuff.]
Will you? Will I open my study door to find you all tousled and breathless, the same as you turned up here?
[Very sexy, if he ignores the part where in this fantasy scenario, he has the plague. He's allowed to indulge during his very bad week, slipping an arm snugly around Daniil's waist.]
...Perhaps I could put it on my key ring. The stone.
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But oh, he's already had too much alcohol to be at all prepared to hear something as wholeheartedly devoted as I will be the one crossing worlds to find you. It may not be a feasible promise, but that Daniil would say it at all is full marks. There's too much vodka and feelings in him to fuss over something as petty as logistics and realism in the face of something so romantic, so: oh! He shifts, sitting up solely to down the remainder of his glass (definitely wise) so that he can set it down on the coffee table and sink back into Daniil without any distractions.
Give him a moment, again, although this time the rush of emotions he needs to process are not all so dour. Crossing whole worlds for him, mmph... that's the stuff.]
Will you? Will I open my study door to find you all tousled and breathless, the same as you turned up here?
[Very sexy, if he ignores the part where in this fantasy scenario, he has the plague. He's allowed to indulge during his very bad week, slipping an arm snugly around Daniil's waist.]
...Perhaps I could put it on my key ring. The stone.