a quiet hum fell from his lips as he approached saoirse from behind. draping his arms over her shoulders he pulled her in with ease. “hey there, brat.” his tone soft as he turned his head to look down at her. “are you done with the little ones?”

existe un momento de vacilación al encontrarse con otra persona, mirada se intercambia rápidamente entre un punto lejano del recinto y la silueta masculina. ' nunca he rezado antes ' comienza, confesión antes de una saludo, ahorrándose las cordialidades que parecen innecesarias en ese nuevo mundo ' así que no sé si es correcto hacerlo acompañado o es de esas cosas que es mejor llevar a cabo a solas ' entonces un suspiro, eden se pasa la mano por la nuca ' ¿tendrás algún consejo para un novato? ' .

waking up relatively early he crept around the apartment. making his way onto the back deck and wrapping one of the blankets he stole from the couch tightly around his body he grabbed one of the joints he rolled from the night prior and lit it between his lips. the air was always coldest in the morning, sending a shiver down his spine as he pulled the blankets tighter around his body. the sound of the slider door opening behind him caused his gaze to turn and settle on the petite red head. “i really hope i didn’t wake you up.” he said, his head leaning back as he moved the blanket with is arms, signalling for her to come sit in his lap. once she was there, his arms wrapped around her and brought the blanket with them, pulling her in close to his chest. “you got plans for the day?”

“Don’t tell me you’re here by yourself.” Alec said with a devious smirk pressed on his features as he shifted his weight and leaned against the bar top. A single brow lifted as his gaze searched for the other’s. “Are you even old enough to be in this establishment?” Humor laced thick between each syllable as knuckles gently tapped the bar in an attempt to get the bartender’s attention.

But sleep was no longer in the cards for Alec as he heard footsteps approach. Lifting his head he looked to the source but his vision was blurred and he could only make out the other’s figure. “Morning.” He murmured though he was sure it wasn’t all that audible. “What time is it?” He asked, his voice clearer now as he propped himself up on one arm, his free hand rubbing his eyes in a weak attempt to clear the sleep-induced haze away.