@BlossomOfThorns Hopefully, he'll be able to confirm that every word spilling from the duke's lips about their memories is naught but the truth, no matter how wild the stories get.
Next on the list, is convincing her to move back into his place for good.
@BlossomOfThorns Aaaah... A good mixture of both, actually.
Admittedly, witnessing a grown man engage in a flour-tossing fight with a living, giant carnivorous plant in the kitchen would raise a few eyebrows in concern.
@BlossomOfThorns Mayhaps it's better that they cannot. She would likely be... concerned, by a number of things that have happened between those very walls.
@BlossomOfThorns Believe him, he knows. Countless times has he feasted -with his eyes, but not necessarily only with them- upon her frame, in all sorts of conditions. Day, night, rain and snow. Sweat and goosebumps.
He couldn't pick a favorite if he had to.
@BlossomOfThorns Butterflies, he can share her with. Especially outdoors.
He might get a little more greedy when the nectar on her skin starts glistening from the silver beams of moonlight, however.
@BlossomOfThorns low-low, of course followed by a little fist bump against the same leaf, now with the tip curled up on itself.
"This is where you used to sunbathe, and I figured you could've used the company once more."
Hello, new headcanon. Sorry not sorry.
He may or may not have been carefully guiding a blindfolded @BlossomOfThorns somewhere very specific.
Truth be told, he's not even sure whether or not the blindfold truly affects her senses in the slightest.
@BlossomOfThorns After those few painstakingly long moments of suspence, the brightness of her smile lit up the spark of his own.
"Your/selves/, you mean."
An open palm was turned to the sky by his hip - one that Joeff promptly smacked with one of his larger leaves for a high-five on the ->
@BlossomOfThorns briefly sinking into her shoulders in a massaging motion of sorts before the blindfold came off, revealing to her the garden in the back of his house, now once again lit up with waves of bright colours from a plethora of different plants and flowers.
@BlossomOfThorns What can he say - the pair had formed quite the bond during her absence. And he had helped with the preparations, so it was in the plant's own interest to play along.
"It's not quite as impressive as when you were taking care of it, but..." he murmured against her ear, hands ->
A smooch to the plant's head, and his attention was gifted to her once more. He gave an understanding nod, before her offer caught him slightly off guard.
"I— Huh- Sure thing. Mind giving me a few minutes to take a shower, first? I ended up getting.. Distracted, yesterday."
"I could tell. And no, don't worry."
He now greeted her with a proper smile, stepping in the room to go and give the plant baby a few scritches under what would be its chin.
"Can't say the same about this little fella, however."
He'll teach her. One thing at a time.
What clicking sound—
The door slowly came to an open, and a curious head of dark, messy hair poked inside the room, only to give it his best attempt at holding back a snort at the scene.
"Are you. . . Doing alright, over there?"
MAYBE twenty later, and the door handle would be seen being pulled down. A second of hesitation followed, and the handle returned to its original position.
Two knocks on the door. The potential lack of an answer would then cause him to barge in, but not quite yet.