*Terzo grunts and takes a sip of tea. It's a little too hot, but he won't complain. It doesn't quite scald. He holds the mug under his nose and inhales the steam. What would he have done without Matt here?*
*Terzo grunts and takes a sip of tea. It's a little too hot, but he won't complain. It doesn't quite scald. He holds the mug under his nose and inhales the steam. What would he have done without Matt here?*
You don't have +
You don't have +
*No. No, Terzo can't talk to Matthias that way. Even in distress, he knows better than that. He acquiesces. Deep breath in, hold, out slowly until his lungs are empty. A few times over, until he feels just a little less fraught.*
*He picks up his mug - a sentimental object he's held onto +
*No. No, Terzo can't talk to Matthias that way. Even in distress, he knows better than that. He acquiesces. Deep breath in, hold, out slowly until his lungs are empty. A few times over, until he feels just a little less fraught.*
*He picks up his mug - a sentimental object he's held onto +
You Germans and your drinks...
*Wants it.*
... I like your teas.
*Courtesy of Matthias, his kitchen is stocked for such occasions.*
You Germans and your drinks...
*Wants it.*
... I like your teas.
*Courtesy of Matthias, his kitchen is stocked for such occasions.*
*Terzo looks serious for a moment. That is the last thing he wants - for someone to abandon him because of something he might say out of frustration.*
I can go to the doctor.
*As he says this, he realizes he's a bit breathless.*
*Terzo looks serious for a moment. That is the last thing he wants - for someone to abandon him because of something he might say out of frustration.*
I can go to the doctor.
*As he says this, he realizes he's a bit breathless.*
I do not need a doctor to tell me what I already know, Matti.
I do not need a doctor to tell me what I already know, Matti.
They are not so bad.
*He takes a deep breath, gazing softly at his traitorous hand.*
They are not as bad as they could be.
They are not so bad.
*He takes a deep breath, gazing softly at his traitorous hand.*
They are not as bad as they could be.
*He picks Matt's hand up and brings it towards his lips.*
I already told you. I can't say no to you.
*And with that, he presses a kiss to his knuckles, eyelids fluttering.*
*He picks Matt's hand up and brings it towards his lips.*
I already told you. I can't say no to you.
*And with that, he presses a kiss to his knuckles, eyelids fluttering.*
*He looks Matt in the eye, at his smile, and takes a deep breath.*
*He looks Matt in the eye, at his smile, and takes a deep breath.*
Of course I will go tomorrow. With you.
*He realizes they're still holding hands on the counter. His hand shifts and he firms up his grip a little. His thumb finds a knuckle to worry over.*
You knew I was going to say yes. It is... hard to say no to you.
Of course I will go tomorrow. With you.
*He realizes they're still holding hands on the counter. His hand shifts and he firms up his grip a little. His thumb finds a knuckle to worry over.*
You knew I was going to say yes. It is... hard to say no to you.
*He takes a sip of his own coffee, tongue once again showing itself as it swipes over his lower lip. Not a drop goes to waste. Never. This stuff is premium.*
*He takes a sip of his own coffee, tongue once again showing itself as it swipes over his lower lip. Not a drop goes to waste. Never. This stuff is premium.*
You always knew how to make a graceful exit.
You always knew how to make a graceful exit.
Will we buy thread before or after the beach?
Will we buy thread before or after the beach?
You have something there.
*Before he has time to think things through, he reaches out. Fingers gently cupping Matt's chin, thumb swiping across his lip.*
You have something there.
*Before he has time to think things through, he reaches out. Fingers gently cupping Matt's chin, thumb swiping across his lip.*
Is it not thanks enough that I have not immediately said no?
*He's teasing. Maybe he likes it a little+
Is it not thanks enough that I have not immediately said no?
*He's teasing. Maybe he likes it a little+
Matti, I... I will have to see if I have anything to wear.
*As though his closet isn't filled to the brim. He plucks a macaron from the box and dips it into the espresso. Then, he takes a bite. His lips pull back into a contented smile.*
Matti, I... I will have to see if I have anything to wear.
*As though his closet isn't filled to the brim. He plucks a macaron from the box and dips it into the espresso. Then, he takes a bite. His lips pull back into a contented smile.*