samegawa | call me out: holiday edition

You sure? [this is it gaius. make a move.] If you wanna stick around, I'm fine with sharing these.

[ sharing the same pelt???

oh my god. ]

Um, o-only if you don't mind...

[somehow gaius opens up the pile of pelts over his side like a cape. it must be magic.]

I won't if you won't.

[ wow such magic, much warmth. she'll shyly sit next to him then. ]

Thank you.

[cute as fuck uvu he'll go ahead and drape the pelts over her. along with his arm over her shoulder.]

No problem. Comfortable?

[ man, they could be sitting in a field of cacti right now and she would still be comfy. ]

Yes, I am. What about you? I hope I'm not taking up too much of the pelts.

[gaius would probably NOT be comfy in that but he would risk being discomfy for the sake of her being comfy instead. yup.]

I've got plenty of room in here. [he shifts like it'll sate her somehow, bundling a little closer. his cheek is nearly pressed to side of her head, near the edge of her forehead.] There're more than enough.

Hey, you didn't come to find me hoping this would happen, did you? [now he's teasing uvu]

[ she kind of jumps a little, face turning a little red as she looks up at him, embarrassed. ]

N-No, of course not! I... I mean, I was really worried -- we all were. I'm sorry, was this really suspicious? I guess I should have just went back first...

Nah.

[just nah. he gives her a smile and then presses his cheek back to the top of her head, if she'll let him. she can relax.]

Stay. It's good to have you here.

[ it's good to have you here

hhhhhhhhhhhh ]

A-All right...

[ it's hard not to relax when she's surrounded by warm pelts and him. tentatively, she leans against his side and tucks her face in the spot between his neck and shoulder. ]

I'm glad you're okay.

[perfect. gaius settles his arm more comfortable at her waist, exhaling deeply as he relaxes at her side. she's cold, no doubt, but she'll be warm in time.]

Glad you're under here. You were colder than you let on to be. You want some pie once it's done?

Just a little. [ you know, because he said he was only a little cold. get it. hehe. ]

You know I can't refuse your pies.

[cutie.]

I was actually making this one with you in mind. I mean, especially for you. Hopefully the recipe's even better than before, with the advice you gave me. 'Scuse me a second...

[he unwinds his arm and reaches for the large spatula propped on the oven. deftly, he slips out the pie and slides it off to cool on a rack set on the wall.]

Smell that? [warm, buttery, and a little sweet.]

... For me?

[ she watches him take out the pie, the warm scent washing over her like a blanket. ]

It smells wonderful! I'm sure it'll be great.

Hope so.

[there might be something extra in it that's a little less than tasty BUT he hasn't put it in just yet.... he just has to make her turn away for a second.

first, it has to cool. he settles back in the pelts, winding an arm around her waist. his voice is quiet.]

You think we'll get out of this war alright?

[ she takes a moment to think about it before answering his question, busying her hands with the ends of her sleeves. she really doesn't know if they'll get out of the war okay, or how much longer they'll have to survive to make it through. but she counts each night she's able to sleep in her tent as a blessing, as well as each time she defends one of her comrades, or whenever she dances for them on the field.

her voice is quiet as well. hushed, as if telling him a secret. ]

I think we will. It's all we can do, right? To keep doing our best and helping each other. If we don't give up hope, I think we'll be fine.

[that answer has him smiling. it's optimistic, maybe a little unrealistic, but it's a little expected. gaius prefers being a little optimistic himself.]

Yeah. That's a good way of looking at it. I think so too.

[getting a little more cozy...] So what're your plans once we get out of this whole deal?

[ she's mostly relieved when he doesn't automatically shut down her answer. even if it is unrealistic, olivia always thought thinking positively makes things a little easier to get through -- makes her goals a little easier to reach.

but she sighs, wistful and maybe a little longing. her eyes glow from the light of the lantern and her dreams as she leans against him a little more. ]

It probably sounds a little silly, but... I want to build my own theater someday.

[gaius's eyes trace back to the lantern as she settles. his smile fades, but he presses his cheek to her hair again, to be sure that she won't see his contemplation.

living with a thief didn't exactly mean settling down into one place. if olivia wanted one solid theatre of her own, it was either be married in secret and risk gaius being captured--and maybe olivia would be tried for aiding him--or not be married at all. proposing seemed so easy. he hasn't even met her family. he's not even sure how she feels about it at all.]

Yeah? That's gonna be nice. You'll invite me sometime to see you perform, right?

[ it's a good thing he does, because then he'll miss the darker blush on her face. god, way to make things more awkward. she knew building her own theater was probably more of a pipe dream than anything and she knew if... her relationship with gaius ever became a thing, managing a theater would be difficult. she also knew she would never be able to prevent him from thieving for the rest of his life.

but she wanted to try. she wanted to be with him. even if it didn't last very long. ]

Of course! I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I didn't.

[even if it was a pipe dream, it was one gaius would stand behind. no doubt she'd find someone who would be able to help her out with that (expensive) sort of dream. gaius is convinced that she could get anyone she wants, after all.

he still smiles, just for her.] Great. I'll find flowers for you somewhere. Got a favorite?

[ but what if she wants gaius. what then.

even if it's her dream, if giving it up meant a chance to be with gaius, she'd have no regrets. ]

Um, orchids. But really, all flowers are beautiful in their own way. I wouldn't mind any of them.

[gaius would be against that idea if she told him sorry]

Orchids and chocolates for the lady it is. [no matter where he has to get them.] Hopefully they allow food in your theatre.

[ no stop why. ]

I'll be sure to allow it. But you really don't need to get me anything! Just knowing that you'd be there is more than enough.

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