(Oh dang, me too lol)
(I speed run most every relationship I've had)
(And I'm good with a timeskip! Who should do it?)
Corbin couldn't help a small smile when he saw Dragomir was asleep. He shifted to lay them all down, his arms around the other two men. Well, this wasn't exactly what he had been expecting with this situation with the two, but he wasn't about to say he didn't like it. It was nice, actually…
(timeskip to morning? If so, I probably couldn't do it, Dali gives uhhh sleep in vibes)
(I’ll do it. Mir’s an early riser)
Dragomir opened his eyes the next morning to the comfort of both of the other men. He yawned and sat up, mussing his hair with his fingers, swiping his bangs out of his eyes. He turned to see if Corbin had fallen asleep last night after his night terror attack.
Corbin had fallen into a light sleep some time in the early morning, but he opened his eyes when he felt someone move.
"Mm… good morning," the king said softly, sitting up in turn. "How are you feeling?"
Mir smiled. “Better. Much much better, thank you…. Though my arm is beginning to hurt….” He ruffled his hair to hide his eyes, feeling shy after the episode last night.
Dali let out an annoyed grumble as his pillows started to move, his arms trying to reach over to keep them there. He was barely awake in the way of being awake that was basically just being really out of it.
Mir smiled at Dali’s grumbling and gathered him into his arms to cuddle him as he let him wake up in his own time, just making sure his best (boy)friend was comfortable.
When Mir did that, Dali let out another little purr and fell back asleep. Yeah, not a morning person, what so ever it seemed. Even his thoughts were just: mm, warm, soft, warm, cuddly, warm.
"We'll need to visit the doctor for some painkillers, then," Corbin said. He found it cute, how Dragomir had brushed his hair out of eyes only to put it right back. He looked down when Dali protested their shifting, lightly placing his hand on the man's head when Dragomir gathered the man up with a small smile.
“That would be nice…” Mir mumbled, leaning subconsciously up against Corbin, watching Dali through the strands of his white bangs with his pretty pink eyes. “So how is the day going to go? Are we just going to show up as your concubines or what..? Or do we need to get clothes and things first?”
(y'all: cuddling and hugging within a week of the RP starting)
(Mine and Swim's RP: has been going on for literally a year and they've really only held hands and accidentally cuddled)
(This honestly happens in every RP I’m in….)
(…So I’m starting to think it’s me…. oops.)
(It's me to lolol, I'm touchstarved and therefore all my ocs are aswell)
(…..literally me. My character with Wolfy is canonically touch starved…. as is my one with @Calanthe….)
(makes for good fluff!)
(Me, fully aware that I can't write much but I don't want this rp to die rn: yo!)
(My anxiety over being seen as an annoyance: Yo!)
(Lol, don’t worry, I’m the same, it’s just that Swim is on a different schedule today.)
(Ah, testing?)
(So, guess who forgot they had a four hour long test today and didn't study aha)
(I'll get a response up in a sec!)
(Me, fully aware that I can't write much but I don't want this rp to die rn: yo!)
(My anxiety over being seen as an annoyance: Yo!)
((Omg this is my moooooood))
"New clothes would be in order," Corbin said. He couldn't help but notice the other man shifting closer to him, leaning against him some. He hummed very softly in approval, relaxed on the bed with the two halfings.
"Dali's leg brace should be ready sometime today as well."
Mir smiled. “I hope it works well, maybe he’ll finally manage to have only a minor limp…” he yawned and snuggled into Corbin shamelessly, still hiding behind his bangs. “So we don’t need to be officially introduced to the court, right? We just kind of appear…? Or how does that work?”
Corbin was a bit surprised by Dragomir's forwardness, but he didn't mind at all.
"No, you just have to show up. The nobility is not… keen, on knowing who they think the king is in bed with." Of course, there would be some rumors spread once it has been made public that the two men were halflings, but they could handle it.
Dragomir nodded and sighed in relief. “Oh good. Sorry, I don’t know anything about the royal court….” He closed his eyes as sunlight started to hit them from a window, happily soaking it up, feeling warm. He could feel his ability to discern emotions coming back stronger as his body registered it was rested and no longer in pain.
(This means that the other two writers need to start telling their characters emotions so Dragomir can react appropriately….)