Damian smiled, leaning his head into Rowan’s hand. He liked it how the male ran his hand through his hair. Damian quickly returned the kiss, letting out a hum of satisfaction. His own hands ran themselves over Rowan’s chest, savoring the muscles beneath. Gosh… Damian really, really liked this man. Everything about him -except the fact of him being the Reaper- made Damian want to smile.
Rowan smiled at him, and nuzzled Damian's cheek happily. "We should…probably get out of bed eventually." He said with a soft laugh. He smiled happily, and kissed Damian's cheek, holding him close. He shivered a little at the feeling of Damian's hands on his chest, eyes flickering slightly.
“Noooooo…” Damian protested playfully, turning his head to kiss Rowan’s cheek as well. His lips lingered, and he found his hands traced and memorizing the feel of Rowan’s stunning chest. Gosh, that feeling of want for the other male was springing up in his chest again, but he knew he needed to suppress it. Damian had already risked enough last night, he couldn’t risk it again.
Rowan hummed softly. "Mm. What about breakfast?" he asked, raising his eyebrows and pressing a kiss to Damian's mouth, light and sweet and gentle and kind. He hoped Damian would stay the entire day. Not necessarily in bed, but just…in the house, or they could go somewhere, or…he just wanted to keep Damian close. That was all he wanted.
Damian happily kissed him back, his own lips lazy with sleepiness, before responding, “I’m a better breakfast. You should just keep kissing me.” He let out a laugh, joy lighting up his face. He’d be more than happy to spend all day with Rowan. To be able to hug him or kiss him or and simply just be with him, that’s what Damian wanted. Right now, Damian wanted anything to do with Rowan
Rowan laughed, and kissed him. "Yes, you are a delicious breakfast." he replied teasingly. "But while you satisfy my mouth, my stomach isn't quite so satisfied with you." he smirked a little, and kissed him again. Truth be told, he would happily spend all day like this, with Damian in his arms and against his lips.
Damian loved those kisses. He wanted to be kissed like that for the rest of his life. He let out another little whine but was easily distracted by that kiss again. “Fine, but only if you kiss me for energy,” Damian told him with a grin, closing his eyes with an expectant smile on his lips.
Rowan smiled, and happily obliged, pressing kisses to Damian's lips, then sitting up. There were scars scattered across his torso, which rippled a little as he moved. "Come on, let's go to the kitchen." he said, tugging on Damian's arms.
Damian grinned happily after he got his wish, and he only smiled a bit more when his gaze found that delicious chest. His eyes trailed over each scar, and before he got up he asked, “Will you tell me the stories of all your scars?” Damian got up and off the bed, but he eyes had a hard time leaving that gorgeous chest.
Rowan took in a breath, eyes flickering a little as he looked away. "Maybe someday." He replied quietly, running a hand through his hair. He sighed, and kissed Damian's cheek. "Come on, let's go eat." His voice was a little more subdued than it had been, and he led Damian from the room, hands linked together.
(Heyyy man sorry for late responses, life has been super stressful lately and has kinda gone to heck, I’ll prolly be on more later in the month when winter break comes)
Damian wondered if some of those scars were from him. There were countless times when Damian had thrown ice daggers or spears at Reaper, without a second thought. He had just been trying to defend the city, and if the Reaper was killed because of him, he wouldn’t have blinked twice. But that was before Damian really met him, before he met Rowan. He couldn’t bare to risk the other man’s life anymore. Damian shook the thoughts away, squeezing Rowan’s hand as they left the room. He wouldn’t press on about the scars, he knew it wasn’t his place even if he still wanted to know Rowan more.
(Dude it's fine. I'm busy too)
Rowan sighed softly, and led Damian to the kitchen. "What do you want to eat?" he asked, kissing Damian's cheek lightly, and looking around. "There's…cereal, or oatmeal, or eggs, or…" he trailed off, making a face as he thought about what there was to eat.
“Eggs sound delicious,” Damian replied with a smile, giving that perfect face a returning kiss on the cheek. “I can try to make you breakfast, if you’d like,” Damian offered with a shy smile. He hardly cooked, but that didn’t stop him from wanting to make Rowan breakfast. To do anything, really, to make him as happy as Rowan made Damian happy.
Rowan smiled. "How about we cook breakfast together?" He replied, arm around Damian and holding him close. He let go after a moment, getting out the eggs and starting up the stove, getting out the rest of the supplies needed.
Damian smiled brightly, moving to help Damian with the eggs. He started cracking eggs -at least he knew how to do that successfully- before asking Rowan, “How do you want your eggs? Scrambled, over-easy, sunny side up, or…?” Damian liked this, he liked cooking and to eventually eat breakfast with Rowan. It almost helped Damian’s mind settle a little, to not be so worried about dating the Reaper of all people, when they did sweet domestic stuff like this. It helped him focus on all the good, perfect things about Rowan.
"Scrambled is just fine. What about you?" Rowan replied, kissing Damian's cheek and bumping his hip against Damian's a little as he worked, getting out all the supplies. Shredded cheese, pepper, salt, and other toppings for once they were done. He opened up the eggs, and counted them to see when he would need to buy more.
“I’d love scrambled too,” Damian replied with a smile, bumping Rowan’s hip back while he was at it. He cracked a few more eggs, and after a moment to decide that it’d be a good amount he asked to double-check with Rowan, “You think that’ll be enough?” He didn’t plan on eating much, Damian always ate with smaller portions to begin with.
Rowan examined the eggs, and nodded. "Yeah, that'll be perfect. What do you want to add to yours?" He asked, raising his eyebrows at Damian and helping with the eggs now. "I usually add cheese a few minutes before I take the eggs off of the pan, and some salt and pepper afterwards. What about you?"
“That sounds delicious, I’d be more than happy to have the same stuff as you for my eggs,” Damian replied as he stirred the eggs around in the pan. He casually leaned into Rowan’s side, not enough to get in the way of cooking but enough to feel his warmth, which made Damian end up smiling again.
Rowan smiled. "Alright." he replied. When the eggs were mostly done, he added some cheese to them, which melted quickly in the heat. He smiled a little bit, and tucked his arm around Damian to hold the other male close. He kissed Damian's temple, loving that they could do this. Just…be together and make breakfast and talk and smile. Normal things.
Damian grinned and leaned into Rowan a little bit more. “This is really nice,” Damian mumbled softly with a lazy grin before planting a small kiss on Rowan’s jawline because he was too lazy to move his head all the way too steal a kiss on his lips. “We should have breakfast together at least once a weak,” Damian murmured with a small laugh.
Rowan smiled, and nodded in agreement. "Yeah. We should." He replied softly, holding Damian close to him. "But to have breakfast together, we have to spend the night together at least once a week." He kissed Damian's cheek. When the eggs were done, he turned off the burner and split them between two plates, handing one to Damian.
“At least,” Damian agreed with a grin. In all honesty, he wouldn’t mind spending every night of the week curling up in Rowan’s arms. Damian took his plate with a gracious smile, grabbing a fork for himself and Rowan. He didn’t sit down quite yet though, Damian leaned over and pecked Rowan’s cheek before he moved to sit down.
Rowan smiled, and sat down beside him, setting his own plate down. "Not that I would mind." He said, still smiling and unable to stop. He returned the kiss, pressing his mouth to Damian's cheek for a long moment before pulling away. He began to eat his eggs. "Oh, water?" He asked after swallowing, raising his eyebrows. "Or…milk, or juice? It's too early for alcohol."
Damian smiled, enjoying that kiss on the cheek. It was just so sweet, Rowan was so sweet. “Water would be amazing,” He replied with another smile, joy twinkling in his eyes. He enjoyed this a lot, when was the last time he had a breakfast with another man and just let himself be happy? Too long to remember.