Write the thing where taako is showing krav the house and calls it "our" house lowkey asking him to live with him and then they start talking about furniture or smth but really theyre like .5 seconds from just making out right there in the living room (and then they DO) ,,,,,,,im soft
(This is so long here have some boys)
Taako moves into a villa on the Stillwater Sea.
It’s a little way from Neverwinter, and it’s beautiful, when Kravitz finally gets a chance to see it. All lovely creamy stone on the outsides and there’s a wide open plaza in the back and a sort of terraced garden before a grassy hill slopes down to the shore, the very smallest of waves lapping against the soft white sand. It’s so bright, more large French doors than traditional windows, that you can prop open and let the breeze from the sea whirl through the place in the summer –
Kravitz marvels at it when Taako invites him over one day, gives him a full tour of the place. It fits him so well, the sunshine and the light-colored stone. And Taako hadn’t said anything about moving, when Kravitz last dropped in, he was staying in an apartment in Neverwinter. This is… something else entirely. Kravitz doesn’t know when Taako filled the terraces with flowering plants, or dedicated one to herbs and vegetables, or put in the lemon and orange and peach trees, but they’re there. Probably with a little divine assistance from their good friend Pan.
The outside of the house is manicured, perfect and lovely. The inside is completely bare.
“It doesn’t look quite so lived in, yet,” Kravitz comments as they wind up back in one of the central rooms, because he doesn’t know what else to say, the sight of the house and how utterly in love with it Kravitz is stealing the words from his lips.
He says it, and Taako shifts, a bit awkward, where he’s hanging onto Kravitz’s arm.
“Well,” he says, “Lup and Barry are going to be in the… you know, the other house that we saw” (connected by a covered walkway, Kravitz remembers, separate and just as beautiful, almost an extension of the first, but still its own space) “but uh,” Taako seems to suddenly lose words.
“I was kind of thinking you might want to pick out a few things with me,” Taako says, and Kravitz’s heart just about falls right out of his chest.
“You’re uh… you’re going a bit skelly there, Krav,” Taako says, and Kravitz realizes his hands have abruptly lost all construct flesh.
“Sorry,” he says, knitting the flesh back over his knuckles, his fingers. His hands are shaking. His mind is filled with the bright sunlight on the stone and shining on Taako’s hair, and of picking things out for Taako’s house. “I just thought – maybe it sounded like –” why can’t he talk – “you want me to –”
“Live here?” Taako says, “yeah.”
“That is, if you’re not already like… bound to the astral plane or whatever,” Taako says hurriedly. “I mean, you might already have a like… a cushy pad in Ghostytown or whatever, and I don’t wanna like… cramp your style or something, I just thought –”
“I usually just discorporate when I’m not working,” Kravitz interrupts. Taako blinks at him.
“That’s depressing as hell, Krav,” he says.
“Well it’s not like – I mean I don’t have any reason to be sticking around the Prime Material when I’m not working, and anyway I – I was always kind of working before I met –” He’s rambling. They both are. Taako’s eyes are enormous, and he’s so close and he’s – “I like this house,” he says
“You do?” Taako whispers, turning toward him, worming his way into Kravitz’s space, his arms. So pleasant and real and – Kravitz needs to form words.
“It’s… warm. And I – it reminds me of you.”
“Do you want to…?” Taako says.
“I think so. You don’t think it’s too soon?” He asks, because it is soon. It’s barely the end of summer. Not two months after story and song. And yet –
“I mean… look,” Taako says, rushed, “I’ve – I’ve been around a long time, for an elf my age, and I –” he licks his lips, takes a breath – “I love you. I know I don’t say it a lot, and I’m getting used to it, but it’s not because I don’t feel it. And I um – I’d like to have you around more when you’re not busy. And I thought, you know, I’ve been travelling a lot and you don’t sound much like you’ve had a sort of home base for a while, and it might be nice to have a – a sort of a – permanent? Place? It’s not like it’s going to be hard for y’all to get to work –”
“No, I suppose that’s a fair point.” Kravitz chuckles.
“We can go somewhere else if you don’t like it.”
“Taako, I – I love it. Really.”
“You might have to make some aesthetic decisions without me,” he says, wrapping his arms around Taako, bringing him close. He feels like he can never get close enough. “Things are still… messy, after the end of the world. I’m going to … stay busy for a bit.” He strokes a hand through Taako’s hair and Taako’s eyes go a little unfocused. It’s a second before he nods, another before he speaks.
“I was thinking Magnus could make us a dining table.” He murmurs. His eyes are positively luminous in the afternoon sun. For a moment he forgets Taako said anything at all. The response is quiet and strange.
“I think that’s a good idea.” He says.
“Should be a good thing to keep him busy, you know, since it’s like… well, he’s got all this time now, and – it’ll be… it’ll have to be a big one, to fit everybody.”
“Of course,” Kravitz agrees.
“It just makes sense for us to host for holidays and everything, you know, we’re the most… the most centrally located in Neverwinter and all.”
We’re the most centrally located. We. The two of them. Together. Their house. His and Taako’s. Kravitz is going to die again.
“It makes perfect sense.” Taako’s so close, they’re breathing he same air.
(And then they make out but I don’t have the energy to write that right now and also this is already longer than a snippet and im bad at kisses)
