The kiss got a sleepy snuffle from him and a sleepy attempt to chase his lips before settling back into the pillows with a sigh.
The Medicine Seller slept deeply for another half hour before his subconscious started to miss the extra warmth.
Stirring slowly, he took a moment to dwell on how pleasant a dream that had been, and clung to the scent of Arthur that still seemed to permeate the air around him.
His eyes fluttered open and he blinked.
No, not seemed.
He peered blearily around the cabin, a faint and content smile on his face.
Not a dream at all.
He could hear the sounds outside of Arthur tending to Buell and so he slipped out of bed, tightening the hanten around him and tugged on his pants and shoes. He made some effort to tame his hair, tying the majority of it back with his bandana, but it seemed intent to do whatever it pleased until he could be bothered to take a brush to it.
He peered outside, watching Arthur in his longjohns with a fond smile. He really did cut a charming figure.
"Would you like some help?" he asked, stepping out into the brisk air. The sky was clear, but he could see grey clouds on the horizon promising snowfall later that evening.
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The Medicine Seller slept deeply for another half hour before his subconscious started to miss the extra warmth.
Stirring slowly, he took a moment to dwell on how pleasant a dream that had been, and clung to the scent of Arthur that still seemed to permeate the air around him.
His eyes fluttered open and he blinked.
No, not seemed.
He peered blearily around the cabin, a faint and content smile on his face.
Not a dream at all.
He could hear the sounds outside of Arthur tending to Buell and so he slipped out of bed, tightening the hanten around him and tugged on his pants and shoes. He made some effort to tame his hair, tying the majority of it back with his bandana, but it seemed intent to do whatever it pleased until he could be bothered to take a brush to it.
He peered outside, watching Arthur in his longjohns with a fond smile. He really did cut a charming figure.
"Would you like some help?" he asked, stepping out into the brisk air. The sky was clear, but he could see grey clouds on the horizon promising snowfall later that evening.