WILL FORGED IN ICE.

  In the name of the moon, I'll punish you!

" CAN'T I JUST BE THOUGHTFUL without an ulterior motive? " he's being dramatic now, fake gasp with a hand on his chest to really sell it. sampo trusts the other to know it's all for show, dropping the act with a wink and hint of a smile. " i just think this is a classic story set up is all. " one they could easily sell if there was more profit in it.

he gazes down at the flowers attempting to grow. truthfully, sampo's opinion is that gardening in such a frozen place is a waste of time; but the sincere efforts were refreshing to see and they'd be lying to say that receiving a flower was always an honor.

The theatrics were all part of a comfortable routine, something easy to fall into the beat of. " I suppose so. Perhaps that means, as cheesy as it may sound, that we are in the final act of the happy ever after, no ? "

Gepard allows himself a moment of the other's embrace, moving to press his lips against the other's jawbone, affection brimming in each movement. " Unless this is just the setup for the sequel, in which one of us perishes -- and the other goes on a revenge - fueled adventure ? " He responds simply, eyebrow raising - a smile rising with it.

" Pela recommended a book like that, but its not necessarily to my tastes. Much prefer this. "

Gepard hums, hand drifting away from the embrace to follow the line of the other's arm until their hands could comfortably intertwine.

" Odd pair or not, that's no one's business but our own, hm ? " He brings their hand up to his mouth, brushing his lips against the other's knuckles before tugging Sampo forward.

"You're really happy."

"Your laugh is so... I missed it."

"So when did you meet them?"

"Hey. Want to talk about it?"

"That's not your usual order."

"I didn't think you liked (item/flavour)."

"Since when?"

"You're in loooove."

"Those scars... [Name]."

"How long have you been hiding it?"

"It's your favourite."

"I thought I'd find you here."

"This is your spot, right?"

"When you're upset, you do this... disappearing thing. You're doing it right now."

"Where did you go?"

"How are you feeling?"

being noticed.

"How did you find me?"

"It's been a pretty great day."

"I didn't know you knew that."

"That's... my favourite."

"Yeah, I've... I think I met someone."

"It's not like that!"

"It's just -- I fell."

"Oh my god. Lay off, okay?"

"I like to come here when I need to think."

"I don't know. Just needed some air."

"How do you notice this stuff?"

"You're not my mum/dad/parent."

"I didn't think anyone was coming."

"I didn't know if you'd actually show up."

"Thank you, by the way."

"Thank you, for being here."

"I don't know what I would have done if I'd been alone tonight."

— “when was the last time you slept?”

— “hey, i think it’s time to go to bed.”

— “not that i’m not enjoying being used as your pillow, but i think we’d be more comfortable in bed.”

— “shh, it’s okay. i’ll carry you up.”

— “for someone who’s not tired, you’ve been snoring like a train for the last ten minutes.”

— “work can wait. you need rest.”

— “will you stay with me? please?”

— “i always sleep so much better when you’re here.”

— “stop hogging the blanket!”

— “oh god, did i fall asleep on you?!”

— “they’ve slept for like twelve straight hours. should i be worried?”

— “i didn’t know you slept like that. it’s cute.”

— “it’s not my fault you’re so comfortable to lay on!”

— “here, you can sleep in my shirt.”