#contrarium

Yeah, but you know what? You make me happier and well, the happiest. /sticks out tongiue in victory. Beat that.  —Alright, but jest aside, the only reason I forgive you for not being anonymous, is so that I get to love on you publicly again and people can see how much I adore you. Because I do, and sanity and insanity alike know it. Listen you, whenever you’re around, we’re going to be talking meta, so much so that we’ll end up with swamp of meta that we can drown in, because not only have I invaded your fandom, but you’re back on your Aramis and—, /breathes, he’s seriously been such a light of a muse for me to read, flatout an inspiration on his own. So while writing with you has been so high on my list of things I’ve wanted to do (I know, I take the entire blame for it not happening thus far) for a long time, I want to do so even more now. It’d be my honor, you fellow goofball you.

          JOVIALITY  LINED   /   SMILE  WIDE.   tavern  bustling  with  musketeers  old  &  new,  energy  is  rambunctious,  a  reprieve  from  war  well  earned  by  those  who’s  pauldrons  were  marred  by  crimson  stains.   three  have  cause  to  celebrate  more  than  most   —   the  return  of  a  brother  missing  from  ranks  for  months,  family  reunited.

          an  excuse,  then,  for  mischief  to  light  the  younger’s  face,  wine-laced  lips  parting  in  a  grin  that  reveals  whites  of  teeth   (   beware,  for  he  is  GASCON  at  heart   !   stubbornness  an  inherent  trait,  compromise  unlikely   ).   ❛               may  i  have  your  attention   !   ❜

          purposefully  ignorant  of  aramis’  plea,  sidesteps  the  hand  that  reaches  to  pull  weight  back  on  shared  bench,  feet  planting  solidly  upon  tabletop   (   a  feat,  considering  alcohol’s  assistance   ),   ❛   tonight  we  celebrate  the  return  of  our  beloved  brother,  aramis             ❜   hearty  ‘hear hear’s’  drown  out  the  groan  from  companion  below,  bolstering  speech,   ❛             who  finally  realised  the  errors  of  his  ways  &  came  back  to  us.   ❜

          goblet  lifts,  rouge  liquid  staining  fingertips  as  it  spills  over  rim,   ❛              &  as  compensation  for  not  joining  us  on  the  battlefield,  has  kindly  agreed  to  pay  for  the  next  round.   to  aramis   !   ❜

          laughter,  wild  &  free  blossoms  at  reaction,  cheers  from  fellow  comrades  &  echoes  of  ‘TO  ARAMIS   !’  filling  the  room.   friend’s  face  a  picture,  free  hand  clutching  stomach   —   doubtful  stability  means  seat  is  taken  rather  forcefully  upon  tabletop,  boots  coming  to  rest  on  bench  by  the  elder’s  side,  words  a  while  to  form  between  amused  breaths,     ❛               better  get  your  savings  ready,  old  friend.   ❜