Excelsior!

“ Beats me, I’m not a dweeb. Unlike a certain someone. But I guess someone needs to check up on you, so you don’t bury yourself too much in studies.”

“Ahem --  This is titled ominously ‘My Only Love’.           Little dear           come near           as I tell you how I love--

 “Your mother and I, ah, were busy until recently… it seems our attempt at reforming lost limbs worked a bit TOO well, and ah… now the staff is randomly creating new ones whenever we try to use it. Your mother’s, erm, kind of a centaur now… but don’t worry! She’s going to have Henry take a look and try to get this reversed.”

    The smile that graced Laurent’s face when he spotted her was a comfort, and Lucina felt warmth trickle down her spine and into her cheeks at the sight of it. He was, as always, a sight that brought peace to her heart. 

    “Ah, of course! As much as I would like to steal you away, it certainly isn’t practical… but no matter, I can lend a hand, as well! Perhaps I can help you finish more quickly so we can have some private time before the supper call, no?”

    She smiled widely as she fell into step with him, and in a bold move, gently laced her fingers with his, her heart fluttering in her chest. 

    “I’ve missed you so much. It was only a week, but it felt terribly long. It’s good to be back. I can’t wait to show you what I’ve brought you, I just know you’re going to love it.”

Pink colored his face at her touch.  She was right.  Even a week away from her had felt like too long, though they had only just declared their relationship.  Gently, he gave her hand a squeeze.  It was a new sensation unlike a simple touch, that made his heart quicken its pace.  He felt strangely delirious, but in a nice way.

“I concur,” he replied.  “Camp has felt... strangely empty without your presence.  Pardon if this somehow unnerves you, but... It felt as if time stood still.  I’ll... not go into detail if you’d rather I didn’t.  Regardless, I’m thankful you’ve returned and I must admit I’m tingling with anticipation over what you’ve returned with.”

He glanced down at her, still flushed.  It was a bit past noon, and the sun shone in her hair in a way Laurent knew he’d seen before, but felt as if he were only being struck by its beauty for the first time.  This contradicting thought was dizzying, as was the urge to press his lips to her blue locks.

Doing his best to place those thoughts into a box for further use, he and Lucina made the short trek to storage, where Laurent needed to fully recount what they’d need for his scheduled requisition trip.  Counting things was the easiest thing to do with his head swimming in distractions, he felt, so Lucina wouldn’t inhibit him in the slightest.

lkjdflsk larry 

but his whole name is lawrence and always tries to remind every one but no one ever does it

//what have you done