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okay, so i have nothing to ask, but i've been reading your kpdh pjo fic and the brainworms got me... so i made a little doodle of rumi based on your character concept and fic. i hope you like it:))
have a nice day:))
OMG????? I LOVE IT 🥺
thank you for the art! it's so beautiful!
her gfs are a mimir
I shared these on my twitter and I feel it's only fair that I share them here too lol
this is the first time I've drawn in about four years or so 🥹 I don't remember how to draw hands
For your Polytrix/PJO Au where does it fall on the PJO timeline?
I never actually stopped to think about it, I'm just writing my hcs lol
but before Percy was born for sure. The gods are still quite negligent towards their children.
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About this: https://www.tumblr.com/charminhearts/819853389873676288/offerings-and-prayers?source=share
Do Zoey and Mira ever find out about who Rumi prays to? Perhaps while on a certain quest
heh 😋 You'll find out when I publish the last thread about this AU... probably on Sunday
Fatal Flaws
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Zoey
Zoey lives with the weight of her past—which torments her every day—, and a tremendous sense of inferiority as well. She hasn't truly lived for a long time—she's been surviving her days, dragging herself along, stopping herself from ending her own suffering to avoid hurting the only person she has left.
Apollo kept her alive, pushing away those self-deprecating thoughts that so disturbed Zoey's mind every day.
But her past remains a weight on Zoey's shoulders. Every time memories return vividly to her mind, Zoey wants to forget. She wishes she could forget it all. She wishes she wasn't a burden or a person who brings misfortune wherever she goes, but that seems to define her as a person.
She was guilty of everything that ever happened to her, after all. She brought every ounce of misery into her own life simply by existing. And every day she reviews the decisions she made and blames herself for acting that way.
She simply fails to understand and respect herself. Zoey has forgotten she was a child back then. And the guilt only seems to grow stronger each day inside her, corroding her from the inside out.
She feels so inferior that she doesn't realize what her mere presence is capable of doing.
Unconsciously, even with all that pain weighing on her, she hasn't stopped illuminating every place she goes. She doesn't know how she's able to encourage people to keep trying. She doesn’t know how much the way she keeps her warm aura emanating helps hearts that need it. She doesn’t know that she is a sun.
Maybe someday she could forgive that little girl who so desperately needs a hug—that little one who kept crying over the loss of her parents, who keeps blaming herself for the wounds on her grandparents' and little brother's bodies the night before she ran away.
All little Zoey needs is a hug.
And all Zoey needs is someone who will accept her even with all the pain and excessive worries of that restless mind.
All Zoey needs is a home.
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Mira
Mira hates herself a little for her arrogance.
But she also doesn't like to give in.
She doesn't want to be an easy victim. She doesn't want people to think she's fragile and sweet. No. She's not an idiot, she can't let anyone get close. She doesn't need anyone. Mira is enough on her own.
Mira doesn't need gods. She doesn't need Aphrodite or that damn charm and blessing. And most importantly of all, she doesn't need love.
Holding grudges has been a big problem since she ran away from home. Mira can't forgive. She prefers to keep the lump in her throat and the pain it causes. She prefers to live with it rather than give other people an opening to hurt her again. Prefers to be called mean and nonchalant than to open up to someone again.
Even though her heart still calls out for Rumi. Even though every time Mira sees her at the lake she wants to approach her, be comforted, and say she's sorry and wants to talk about what happened…
She doesn't do it.
And every time Mira considers changing that, even when she thinks about overcoming and forgiving, she remembers the pain. How painful it was to deal with what had already happened. She doesn't want to have to heal another pain. Not when she hasn't even healed those open wounds in her fragile heart.
And although Zoey was able to warm that jagged heart, Mira can't allow herself to open up to it. She tries to remember that she doesn't need anyone. That she doesn't need love.
But Mira also knows that her heart yearns for Zoey and Rumi with every beat.
Maybe someday she'll learn to forgive and let go.
But Mira would avoid that day with all the strength she can muster.
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Rumi
Rumi used to suffer from the strength of her loyalty. She knew herself well enough to know that she would let the world and Olympus burn if it meant the life of someone she loved.
And she knew she would face any monsters for the people she loved.
But she had already lost everyone who mattered to her.
Every day that pain grew.
And when she lost herself—after that time she was punished by Zeus and suffered wounds beyond the physical—Rumi had forgotten who she was.
Fury consumed her. And the grudges she harbors against the gods are unleashed against everything and everyone who bothers her. Whether it is a child asking for help with equipment, a half-sibling calling her to discuss combat strategies, or a satyr asking her for a favor, Rumi responds to all of them the same way she responds to one of the few gods who still dare to ask her for a quest.
With arrogance. Being rude. Without feelings.
She isn't interested anymore. She doesn't care. She doesn't want to.
Rumi isn't the same person anymore. Just a tired and angry version, too disillusioned to care about anything.
And although she has been changed so much by grief, she still strives to keep the promises she made to the people she lost. She still wants to make sure that the Cabin 5 continues to maintain its glory, as she had promised herself when she took the position that once belonged to Jinu as their head counselor. Rumi struggles to keep her prayers constant, for she had promised Hestia and Hades that she would never stop thanking them for everything they had done for her and the people she loved.
But Rumi hates herself for not fulfilling the only lesson that reminds her of her mothers.
She could still hear Miyeong and Celine telling her that she should be kind and strong.
But Rumi doesn't want to be strong.
And she is exhausted from being kind.
She just wants a little peace. She wants to be able to sleep without being tormented by nightmares. She wants to be able to wake up without fearing an invasion at the camp.
Rumi just wants a home.
A home she lost the moment Mira left her. A home that could no longer exist, and she couldn't even blame the gods for it. She only blames herself.
And now, whenever she is guided to that sweet voice that had recently begun to sound every morning at the lake, Rumi sees Mira with her.
With Zoey.
Zoey and that smile that irritates her so much. Zoey and that damned voice that charms the other campers. Zoey and that excess of positivity that pisses her to her bones.
Rumi is aware that she will die soon if she doesn't control her own anger and learn to forget those grudges.
But she hasn't seen any hope for herself in a long time.
Offerings and Prayers
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Zoey started to pray to Apollo at a young age.
As soon as she met him and understood who he truly is.
He's the reason she survived all these years. Apollo is more than a godly parent to her—he is a friend, the only one she managed to keep her whole life.
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Mira doesn't like having to pray. She hates the obligation to set aside a portion of her food for her mother and pray to her, as if Aphrodite deserves anything good that Mira can give her.
But she does.
She prays every day to set an example for the other children in her Cabin.
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No one knows who Rumi prays to.
The most accurate assumption would be that she prays to Ares, as she's a head counselor and a demigod with the blessing of her godly parent. But every day Rumi sets aside two portions of her food. A custom that everyone considers somewhat ironic, given the many rumors about Rumi's hatred for the gods.
Rumi prays to two gods every day ever since she was taught that she should pray. Ever since Jinu taught her to set aside the best part of the food and offer it to their father, Ares.
But Rumi doesn't pray to Ares anymore.
Every day she sets aside a portion of her food for Hades. She thanks him for keeping the Underworld functioning and begs him that all friends she has lost are safe in the Elysian Fields.
As a child, she used to ask Hades to give her mothers and Jinu back to her. But she grew up and understood that it was no longer within the god's power, and she began to thank him every day. To this day, the only thing she begs for is that Miyeoung and Celine did not end up in the Fields of Asphodel. She prays that her mothers, who died honorably trying to save her, had a better fate—they deserve to join the heroes in the Elysian Fields.
And Rumi prays to Hestia. She kneels to thank the goddess for giving her a home even after the loss of her mothers, and to beg her to keep Camp Half-Blood safe. She asks her for guidance to protect her home. And she promises her every day that she will die fighting for the safety of the people she loves.
Zoey's first year at Camp Half-Blood
Every day Rumi went to the lake, in hope to find Mira there.
Desperate for a chance to explain why she'd got involved in her quest.
But Mira didn't go to the lake anymore...
She couldn’t bear to remember the love she still felt for Rumi.
Rather than go to the place where they had declared their love, where their first kiss happened, where they'd learned to fight together... Mira chose to erase that comfort from her life entirely.
And every day Rumi went back to her Cabin with that same expression she had ever since Mira break up with her—one filled with hatred and resentment
And this time she had no one but herself to blame.
It wasn't the gods' fault--- It wasn't her father's fault---
It was her fault.
Now Rumi watched Mira from afar, as if they were strangers. As if the last two years together had never happened.
She can't bear to have lost Mira.
Worst of all, one day Mira returned to the lake.
With her-
Zoey.
That damned daughter of Apollo.
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Zoey Lawrence-Jang, daughter of Apollo
Ryu Rumi, daughter of Ares
Zoey carefully removed the bandages. She started with the one covering the new bite on her neck, then removed the small band-aids from her hand, and then frowned, utterly confused.
She turned her hand once, then again, then once more. Perhaps testing whether changing the angle from which she viewed her hand would make the bite marks reappear, but they didn’t. Her hand had only small scars, practically impossible to notice from afar, and Zoey only saw them better when she brought her hand close enough to her face to identify the faint marks. She blinked a few times, incredulous, and then jumped in place as the thought of one of Rumi’s powers manifesting in her occurred to her.
Fast regeneration.
Rumi never stayed injured for too long; whenever she burned or cut herself cooking, the wounds healed in a matter of minutes. Okay, it had been a good forty-eight hours since Mira’s bites, but Zoey still remembered perfectly well that there were wounds in that area when she put the bandages on the night before. It wasn’t possible that she had healed overnight, right?
Right?
Zoey went to the nearest mirror to face the bite mark on her neck, and as soon as she was face to face with her own reflection, all she saw was a completely healed bite mark.
She gulped, a little nervous, but also quite amazed.
Wow. Everything healed.
Mira had apologized several times since the moment they put bandages on the bite marks, and Zoey had assured her again and again that everything was just fine, but Mira kept apologizing anyway. Zoey tried to reassure her girl, but it didn’t help much. Maybe now that they were healed she could forgive herself for what happened—at least Zoey hoped she would.
Perhaps Zoey was a little apprehensive about the implications of the healing—since it most likely meant that being bitten on a full moon would bring a predictable surprise on the next cycle—but she was more concerned with showing the scars to reassure Mira at the moment.
However, as soon as she went back into the room to tell Mira the news, she was bombarded with a question that sent shivers down her spine.
“Zo… How many times have you and Rumi— How many times has Rumi, um— How many times did you take her knot?”
Zoey blinked a few times, a little taken aback by the question, but certainly worried now. Uh oh. Maybe Zoey had gotten too carried away in that full moon cycle, but she couldn’t even find a shred of regret in herself. She would do it all again and again exactly the same way simply because she loved them too much to deny how good it had been to spend that full moon with them.
“Um. Well—” Zoey scratched the back of her neck, actually trying to count how many times she’d taken that knot, but nothing really came to mind. Three times? More than five? She wasn’t sure. But oh boy, she could hardly wait for the next time they’d be together. “A lot? I dunno for sure. Gosh, it didn’t even hurt. You were kinda right, her pheromones helped a lot, but I certainly didn’t have any trouble to, uh— fit it.”
Mira blushed a deep red and blinked a few times.
Zoey’s cheeks flushed a faint pink, a little embarrassed by her own honesty, but not at all regretful.
“You smelled her pheromones,” Mira stated, hands going to her hair and pulling at strands as her desperation grew. “Oh my god, you and Rumi had sex on the full moon, the same full moon I bit you— Zo, please tell me you’re up to date with your contraceptives.”
“I mean, yes, like, I have an IUD. I don’t take any pills though. Do you think human contraceptives work with Rumi? I mean… she’s a werewolf.”
Mira froze in place. Neither of them could really think of anything other than a pregnancy possibly happening even before their To-kki was born, and Zoey remembered well how quickly Mira’s belly had grown. One look in the direction of that baby bump was enough to be sure it was even bigger since the full moon two days ago.
Their baby had developed six months in a mere three months, and Zoey genuinely didn’t know what to think if she ended up pregnant at the same time as Mira, especially since their relationship was so recent.
Welp.
Blame on Zoey for spreading her legs for her wolf without thinking properly about the consequences after asking her to cum inside. But what could she do?! Rumi just messed with her too much for Zoey to care about anything other than milk her dry.
“We don’t have much to do right now, babes.” Zoey scratched the back of her neck, then moved a little closer to Mira to try and reassure her. “Try not to stress about it, okay? We’ll be fine. Maybe my IUD will actually work, maybe we’ll have another pup. Whatever happens, we’ll be fine, okay?”
Mira didn’t seem ready to believe Zoey. She still looked like she was clearly overthinking, but Zoey continued to hug and reassure her until Mira began to find some peace despite the clear worry about the imminent problem. If Rumi hadn’t managed to get Zoey pregnant this time, either the IUD was effective even though their partner was a werewolf, or Rumi wasn’t as fertile outside of her rut cycle. And if the second option proved correct, Mira imagined they would end up with a litter of half-werewolf pups in their house by the next rut now that Rumi had two mates to breed.
God help them.
“Why just one pup?” Rumi whimpered loudly.
Mira rolled her eyes, amused. She had anticipated that this would be quite common in her daily life, now that it was confirmed they were expecting a single baby.
Luckily, Yuna was already asleep, otherwise there would have been two big babies whimpering for Mira to hear.
“Are you really sure it’s just one? This ultrasound thing didn’t lie to you?” Rumi pouted, a huge, wobbly pout.
“Dear, it’s normal for humans to have only one baby, y’know?” Zoey smiled, understanding as always. She found it adorable how Rumi faithfully believed there were more pups in Mira’s belly.
“I already tried to explain, sunshine. She won’t understand this anytime soon,” Mira whispered softly so only Zoey could hear. Given Rumi’s distraction, not even her good hearing would register anything said by either Zoey or Mira at that moment.
“This doesn’t make any sense.” Rumi mumbled exactly like an angry dog as she paced the room. “You’re so big, it can’t be just one.”
“Wow.” Mira’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Zoey wheezed.
“That’s really something to say to your pregnant wife, Rumi.”
Rumi swallowed hard upon seeing Mira visibly angry at what she’d said, though Rumi didn’t really understand the reason for so much irritation. It was a compliment! Rumi loved Mira’s baby bump, and she was getting more beautiful every day, her perfect mate.
“B-But! You are!” Rumi gestured rapidly as if that explained everything. “You have such a beautiful and big belly, and I thought there were more pups!”
Mira, though annoyed, understood why Rumi was so confused, so she simply put her own irritation aside to explain, “Human babies are born much bigger than you think, Rumi. You’ve seen pictures of Yuna when she was a newborn, luv. Our baby won’t be the same size as a werewolf pup, okay? My belly is normal. If there were more babies, it would be much bigger than this.”
“But— But—” Rumi continued stammering as she tried to say something, but nothing coherent came out.
Zoey couldn’t stop laughing; she tried to muffle the sounds with her hand so as not to annoy Mira or Rumi.
“But I tried so hard!”
Then Zoey couldn’t contain her laughter any longer.
Mira and Rumi turned to her with affectionate looks, and suddenly it didn’t matter what they had been arguing about before. Seeing Zoey truly laugh for the first time in days filled both their hearts with joy.
“She tried so hard, Mir.” Zoey placed her hands on her stomach, still laughing so hard that now only a hissing sound came out. “Oh my god, Rumi, you’re so sweet, dear. I love you. I’m sorry for laughing at you, but—”
Rumi didn’t care. If anything, she wanted Zoey to keep laughing.
“I really did. I spent my last rut breeding her.”
Zoey giggled a few times before stopping abruptly, eyes wide, mouth agape in surprise.
Then she remembered when Mira told her she was pregnant and all Zoey assumed was that Rumi was hiding her dick well with tape, maybe.
But she had showered with Rumi the day before.
She hadn’t stared much, she’d been a little shy since the moment Rumi accompanied her to the bathroom, but she would have noticed something the moment Rumi hugged her. If Zoey remembered correctly, all she felt was either a small dick or a big clit.
Rumi’s wolf form, on the other hand, had a very well-formed dick.
And if she had a rut—
Mira and Rumi—
Mira and Wolf Rumi—
“You—” Zoey’s eyes widened as she glanced from Mira to Rumi and then back to Mira. “She— The— The Wolf?!”
Mira blushed so deeply that her whole face turned incredibly red.
What a lovely way to start a conversation about their relationship, wasn’t it?
“Mate, pup told me that the Easter Bunny will bring her chocolate tomorrow. Is that true?”
Mira blinked a few times to make sure she had heard everything correctly, but judging by Rumi’s innocent and sincere look, she could only believe that every word was very honest.
Zoey giggled at hearing such a lovely question; of course her puppy would believe in the Easter Bunny. So cute. She was busy reviewing her students’ tests and assignments, so she just continued working silently while listening to her sweet puppy talking to their Mira.
Yuna had been talking about Easter for days, it was one of her favorite holidays solely because she gets to eat lots of chocolate, and Mira strived to maintain family traditions even though her princess was already grown up.
Mira was aware that Yuna knew that the Easter Bunny was actually her Eomma. The child was old enough to understand that Mira worked hard to make her childhood magical every holiday, but she still played along with Mira simply because she loved those little moments with her Eomma.
That Easter, however, they had Rumi with them.
And apparently Yuna had told Rumi everything about Easter and the Easter Bunny—omitting the part that it doesn’t really exist.
So Rumi was staring at Mira with big, bright eyes, waiting for an answer on that ordinary Saturday night.
“Hun’... Um. Yeah. Yuna is getting chocolate eggs tomorrow, but—”
“Do I get a chocolate egg too?” She smiled, showing fangs as bright as her eyes.
“Luv, you know you can’t eat chocolate. I’ve already explained it to you. Chocolate can make you seriously ill and maybe even kill you—”
“Someone should have warned the werewolf hunters about that—”
“Rumi. I’m serious.” Rumi maintained her sheepish smile, but paid attention to everything Mira said next. “Chocolate isn’t good for you, luv. Canines can’t eat chocolate at all, and even if you’re not really like others wolves, I don’t want to find out firsthand if you’d end up being poisoned by chocolate or not, okay?”
Rumi’s expression fell, so sad, a pout growing larger on her lips, even trembling as she asked, “So the Easter Bunny won’t bring me chocolate?”
“Luv, the Easter Bunny doesn’t really exi—” Zoey put her hand over Mira’s mouth before she could finish speaking and ruin the Easter magic for Rumi.
She had recently discovered that Rumi was as innocent as a child when it came to holidays and traditions. She believed anything Yuna told her, even if that thing was as silly as the Easter Bunny.
“Of course he’ll bring you chocolate eggs, dear. I’m sure he’ll remember to bring a special one for canines because you’re such a good puppy.”
Rumi’s smile was bright and full of fangs again, and she went over to Zoey to lick her cheek and rub her nose against her neck.
While Rumi hugged her, Mira narrowed her eyes at Zoey, and Zoey simply blew her a kiss in response.
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Mira wasn’t mad at Zoey for long. They managed to distract Rumi and convinced her to sleep with Yuna so it would be easier for the Easter Bunny to bring their chocolate eggs to the right place—which led to another conversation about her not being able to hunt the Easter Bunny and needing to sleep properly on Yuna’s rug, without leaving the room. Then, instead of enjoying the night sleeping and resting, Zoey dragged Mira downstairs to prepare a chocolate egg recipe for dogs just to make Rumi happy.
Mira had molds at home because the previous year she and Yuna had enjoyed making Easter eggs at home, but Zoey had to leave the house to buy the ingredients and hopefully find some pretty packaging, or she would have to spend hours improvising with her coloring skills and decorating one at home.
It was a fun night for them, and Zoey didn’t even join Mira in bed after Rumi’s Easter egg was ready. Instead, she got up to make bunny footprints around the house using flour and drawing two cute little paws side by side using her fingers, imitating bunny steps, creating a path that went from Yuna’s bedroom door to the kitchen, and she was almost regretting that idea halfway up the stairs when Mira appeared at the top, tying her hair back and ready to join her.
“You better come to bed with me as soon as we finish this,” Mira whispered as she picked up some flour and spread it on the next flight of stairs.
Zoey gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and smiled. “I owe you like twelve hours of cuddles and kisses, I promise I’ll pamper you soon.”
“Um. You better.”
Zoey found it adorable how she still blushed as if they were still at the beginning of their relationship, so simply cute.
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Rumi woke up as soon as the sun rose and ran around the room looking for chocolate eggs or the scent of a rabbit, but found neither. She went to the bed and licked Yuna’s face until the little girl pushed her head away and murmured, “Mama, let me sleep.”
“But pup! It’s morning already! I want to know if the Easter Bunny brought our chocolates!” Rumi gently nudged Yuna’s body with her head, and the little girl groaned loudly and began rubbing her sleepy eyes.
“He probably left the chocolate eggs in the kitchen or the living room, Mama. You have to look for them.” Yuna was too sleepy to care about that at the moment; she knew perfectly well that her Eomma would leave the chocolate eggs downstairs, so she tried to guide Rumi’s attention elsewhere, but she realized that Rumi wouldn’t leave without her when she opened one eye and saw her Mama with a wide grin staring at her right by her side. “Ugh. Fine. I’m coming.”
Rumi skipped around the room and went to the door when Yuna sat on the bed.
As soon as she opened the door, she was met with several rabbit footprints, and she jumped up in place and let out an euphoric shout, calling for Yuna and gesturing to the floor.
She carefully left the room so as not to step on the rabbit’s footprints and went to her room to call her mates and tell them that they were right and that the Easter Bunny had really appeared to Yuna. Yuna then took advantage of the distraction to lie back down on the bed and sleep for another five minutes.
It wasn’t the time for anyone to wake up on a Sunday, seriously. If she’d known her mother would do this, she wouldn’t have even mentioned Easter, but now the damage was done and she wouldn’t be able to sleep anymore.
Maybe she could nap in the afternoon after lunch and some good pieces of chocolate, though.
At that moment, Rumi didn’t let anyone in the house sleep as she kept shouting and jumping, pointing out all the places she found bunny footprints while running around the house until she found the Easter egg made especially for her.
“Why can Mama eat chocolate before breakfast and I can’t?” a sleepy Yuna asked her sleepy mothers as the three of them watched a purple puppy lying on the floor wagging her tail while eating her Easter egg.
“Are you a werewolf?” Mira asked, too sleepy to think of anything else.
“Fine. Got it.” Yuna rested her head on Mira’s shoulder and closed her eyes; all she wanted was to doze off a little longer.
They were on the couch, Zoey almost snoring against the cushions, Mira had one eye open and the other closed, so simply exhausted after that hectic night that she just wanted to sleep for the rest of the day, but Rumi wouldn’t allow it, of course.
But she was happy, so it was worth it.
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Mira placed an empty jar on the counter, the sign "swear jar" right in the center, but Rumi couldn't read, so she just stared at the jar with a question mark flashing above her head.
Right next to the jar, Mira placed some bills along with some coins, and she crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes as she looked at her wife.
Rumi had been swearing a lot in front of Yuna ever since she learned to use swear words, and Mira wanted to avoid it so that Rumi wouldn't end up talking like that even outside the house, or worse, inside the house when their nieces and nephews were visiting. Yuna is old enough to understand that she shouldn't swear, but the younger ones would probably repeat everything they would learn and say it in the middle of breakfast as if it were a good morning wish.
After Rumi stared at her in doubt for a long time since Mira had placed the money and the jar on the table, Mira uncrossed her arms and, pointing to the money first, began to explain.
"This is your allowance, and this is a swear jar. Every time you swear, you owe a coin to the swear jar. And every fucking time you tear your clothes to shift into a wolf, you owe a bill. Understood?" Mira may have added the second rule at that very instant when she remembered all the clothes Rumi had been destroying lately.
Rumi paused to think about the instructions her mate had given her, all quite clear to her, of course. She knew what swear words were and she knew what money was, so it was easy to fit the information into a little box in her mind.
"Understood?" Mira spoke again, a little more sharply this time.
"I— I understand!" Rumi stammered and bobbed her head up and down rapidly, always so frightened whenever her mate raised her voice an octave.
But Mira smiled at it the next instant, and that reassured her. "Good puppy."
Rumi bounced on her heels at the praise, but she paused to think about the rules again, and about what Mira had done. She ended up scratching her head remembering everything Mira had said.
Reluctantly, she called out to Mira. "Jagiya?"
"Yes?"
Rumi glanced around the kitchen, unsure if she should even say that or if the rules only applied to Rumi herself, but it wouldn't hurt to try. Maybe she would even earn more praises if she showed she understood the rules correctly, right?
She hesitated a little before whispering, "...You owe a coin to the swear jar."
Mira raised an eyebrow doubtfully as the silence settled between them, wondering why Rumi thought she should put a coin in the swear jar when Mira remembered she'd let slip a swear word while lecturing Rumi about not swearing.
Oh well.
She blushed as she reached into her pockets for a coin and found none, and Rumi subtly pushed one of her coins toward her mate on the counter while whispering, "Here, I'll lend you one."
"Okay. Thank you. Sorry for cursing." Mira put the coin inside the jar, still a little embarrassed by what she had done, but Rumi didn't seem to mind much at the moment.
Mira thought Rumi seemed to be enjoying the situation, actually.
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Rumi was still thinking about the new rule when she went to Mira to clarify a doubt.
"Jagiya?"
"Yes, hun'?" Mira put down her book as she saw Rumi approach with the swear jar in hands and a confused look.
"If I swear while we're having sex, do I put the coin afterward or do I have to stop touching you to—?"
"Don't you fucking stop!"
Rumi paused for a moment to process the new information about the rule, assuming she should only put the new coins after sex.
But then she remembered that Mira had swore again.
And she opened the lid of the swear jar and extended one of her coins to Mira.
"...You have to put a coin again, jagiya."
Mira blushed as red as a tomato, her cheeks, ears, and nose completely red as she took the coin from Rumi's hand and threw it into the jar.
And if she threw her book at Rumi's head while she closed the jar with an amused smile on her lips, Rumi didn't say anything about it—she was busy laughing at her mate's antics.
Rumi agreed to go back inside for the first time that night. Her shifts were still a little out of control; her body was starting to adjust to the fact that she wouldn’t be in wolf form anymore, her fur was still scattered around, and her tail... it hadn’t stopped wagging from side to side since Zoey agreed to stay.
Zoey took her hand and led her to their room. Every now and then she looked back just to make sure Rumi was there—even though she could feel her hand in hers, she wanted to see her close. So, she walked slowly to the bedroom, where she imagined she would find Mira sleeping in the middle of the bed, or perhaps reading while waiting for her, but what they saw there when they arrived was even more adorable than they expected.
Mira had taken Yuna to their room, and the two were sleeping peacefully, together in bed, enveloped in that barrier of sheets, pillows, and clothes. Zoey saw Mira doing one of those that morning, when Zoey had made the bed after she woke up, but the moment Mira saw the folded clothes and the pillows put away, she just threw everything back on the bed and went back to arranging everything the way she wanted.
Zoey noticed that Rumi also thought it was adorable; her tail wagged even more now.
“There’s room for us if you stay close to Mira and I close to Yuna,” Zoey suggested with a small smile. Rumi couldn’t take her eyes off the bed; the idea of sleeping in a nest with her whole pack made her immensely happy, and she was about to take the first step towards them when she remembered that she hadn’t showered in days. “What’s wrong, dear?”
“Hmm... I need a shower,” Rumi admitted, then raised one arm and sniffed herself to see if there wasn’t an option to wait until the next day, but if she got into bed smelling like that, Mira probably would throw her off the balcony.
“Uhh…” Zoey tugged her own shirt close to her nose when she remembered that she’d spent the last minutes clinging to Rumi and, well, she needed a shower and a change of clothes too. “Yeah, me too…”
Rumi’s tail stopped in place, a shiver running down her spine as Zoey gave her a giddy look followed by a smirk before whispering, “We better take a shower then, puppy.”
She closed the bedroom door with a soft click to avoid waking Mira and Yuna, and quickly pulled Rumi along toward the bathroom at the end of the hall, and all Rumi could do was whisper, “Yes, mate,” in response.