[ Viktor catches a glimpse of Jayce, hair wet and touseled, and smiles back at him. He hadn't expected this, but then again, his partner did some dirty work and was often cleaned up for their nightly rendezvous. Viktor would take him either way, and sometimes, seeing him dirty after working with the forge all day was the best sight to greet him at the end of a long, clean, prim and proper day. ]
No rush. It's just a shame I wasn't earlier. [ Chuckling to himself, he makes his way around to the front door and lets himself inside to wait. He's a little hesitant only because it's his first time actually stepping through the front door, and the resident isn't even there to guide him. Inside is clean and tidy, simple but in a cozy way that comes from everything inside having a purpose and serving it well.
Viktor can hear Jayce humming in the bathroom, and to studiously avoid nearing or even looking at the bed that takes up one corner of the cottage, he gravitates towards a desk on the opposite side. Jayce's notebook sits there, open to a page of now familiar handwriting and sketches of Viktor. Blushing, he runs a finger over the line of his own neck, staring at his own eyes. ]
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No rush. It's just a shame I wasn't earlier. [ Chuckling to himself, he makes his way around to the front door and lets himself inside to wait. He's a little hesitant only because it's his first time actually stepping through the front door, and the resident isn't even there to guide him. Inside is clean and tidy, simple but in a cozy way that comes from everything inside having a purpose and serving it well.
Viktor can hear Jayce humming in the bathroom, and to studiously avoid nearing or even looking at the bed that takes up one corner of the cottage, he gravitates towards a desk on the opposite side. Jayce's notebook sits there, open to a page of now familiar handwriting and sketches of Viktor. Blushing, he runs a finger over the line of his own neck, staring at his own eyes. ]