#hetadrenna

Didn’t know you were afraid of heights. [ hes a butt ]

[ im crying sokro and also he will do exactly that tbh, but with some fluster ofc ]

[ With his help, she can finally reach his face and take the opportunity to place a small kiss on his cheek. ]

–Look. This can end two ways. Either you will be satisfied, or you won’t be. And all of this will depend on whether you’ll stop moving around so much or not. [ He says that while trying to stay very focused at braiding her hair. But then pauses, and leans a bit to the side to try and look at her from behind her. ]

…Unless you’re cold? Or something. Just tell me then. I have blankets, you know.

You’ll be able to figure it out. You could braid hair in your sleep, I’m sure. [She turns her head to face him, never mind that it’ll probably make his job even more difficult.]

[ He didn’t anticipate that the weather would’ve turned around so fast. So he has sadly, no umbrella. But he would have steadfast removed his sweater and coat and used them to cover Ludmila from the rain- leaving him in his shirt. ] There’s a bridge right there, I apologize- [ To which he just picks her up gently, and takes a spurt towards that dry place over there, where he puts her down again. ] -for this.

Oh --!

[ It was over so quickly that by the time she even thought to protest, the two of them were already under the bridge -- leaving her only reaction to be one of surprise. Nor, when she found herself on the ground again, could she bring herself to protest against his actions. While a bit radical in approach, his methods did get them to the bridge rather quickly. ]

–You can call me Artem though. (yes)

pre-established relationship hearts!

❤️send to have a romantic ship with my muse

💔send for a slow burn romance with my muse 

yes amen

:3