"You...what?" he asked, more confused than aghast--but it was a pleasant confusion, a wary sort of delight audible in his tone as he finally shifted his weight off of her so he could stretch out at her side and look at both the gift box, and at her. Like a short time before, when she woke him and gave him this early hour for himself, his brow furrowed as he tried to get his head around it.
Neil knew enough about birthdays in the world he was born in--gifts were just what you did. In the Five Realms, it was the gestures that were customary, the honoring of the day: to ignore it just wasn't done. Gifts, those meant something, and still meant more for the fact that Neil had never had them as a child.
"You didn't have to do that." It was more reassurance than protest, as the smile on his face attested to as he reached hesitantly for the box. "This...this was enough, I promise. But--I mean--"
Biting his lip to keep anything truly stupid from falling out of his mouth, Neil just grinned and leaned in to kiss her, slow and lazy.
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Re: 11/1 - an hour before dawn
Date: 2018-12-15 09:59 pm (UTC)Neil knew enough about birthdays in the world he was born in--gifts were just what you did. In the Five Realms, it was the gestures that were customary, the honoring of the day: to ignore it just wasn't done. Gifts, those meant something, and still meant more for the fact that Neil had never had them as a child.
"You didn't have to do that." It was more reassurance than protest, as the smile on his face attested to as he reached hesitantly for the box. "This...this was enough, I promise. But--I mean--"
Biting his lip to keep anything truly stupid from falling out of his mouth, Neil just grinned and leaned in to kiss her, slow and lazy.
"Thank you, Beloved."