a small smile draws on brims, amused as they take one of his gloved hands in theirs, interlocking their digits. “ course it isn’t — i’m quite memorable, erebus. “ they tease as cranium tilts to look up at him. “ i missed you too. “
“ sounds like 𝒚𝒐𝒖 missed 𝒎𝒆 a lot more. “ they mumble softly, pressing a featherlight kiss against his shoulder as fingers rake along his back — gently caressing.
they’d grin upon receiving a kiss, dark eyes filling with fondness as they chuckled softly. it’s always nice to mess with erebus — sometimes a little ( too ) easy, but fun nonetheless.
“ mhm, we’ll see about that. “ hope’s nose scrunches with a small laugh. +
( squints )
hm . . . ( begins to circle him, hands resting on hips )
good enough, i suppose.
( stepping forward, quickly kissing him before stepping back. ) acceptable.