Sep 26, 2025
Layla. Layla i'm at work. i'm on the clock rn.
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Layla. Layla i'm at work. i'm on the clock rn.
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LAYLAAAAAAAA I LOVE YOU SO FUCKING MUCH MARRY ME
✧･ﾟ @halovien sent: ❝ delivery for you, dear. ❞ sunday's tone gives no indication that anything is amiss, though the presence of mail in general was odd given physical mail in space delivered to their home was highly unlikely. yet he says nothing else, just holding out the letter for his husband to take. when the blond takes it and reads it, it is unmistakably sunday's own writing. to my dearly beloved, i am unsure why this must be put to print, but i hereby declare that as my husband, you have the executive privilege to do whatever you please in regards to me and our life together. there is, however, some limitations i must impose such as: nothing too inappropriate in public ( given the chance we can. kissing and decent displays of affection are perfectly welcome ), refraining from giving the cats an excessive amount of treats, and no distractions while i'm working. no one has anything close to this much freedom regarding my personal life, but it is only right that it's your sole privilege given our status and my devotion to you. if you have questions pertaining to the limitations or what exactly your privileges entail, as always, feel free to let me know. yours, gabriel / unprompted, always accepting.
“ mail? ” they’re careful not to let this ship linger around long enough to be recognised anywhere, even the few people made aware of their current arrangements wouldn’t know where to find either of the two without asking first. so he doesn’t buy it, evidenced in gaze flitting between sunday and the envelope and back to sunday in rapid succession — but he accepts with a hum only slightly skeptical, coffee abandoned in favor of carefully unsealing the top and unfolding the letter within. an arm curled around his partners waist to tug him in towards the kitchen table; aven’s head falling to rest against his side as he takes in familiar, beautiful penmanship.
this is … he pauses half way through to cast a look of disbelief in the others direction, amused little smile only widening the further he reads. “ whatever i please? ” he’s grinning now. “ darling, i thought you knew how to draft a contract. the terms laid out here are … vague at best, hardly as comprehensive as i’d expect from you of all people. ” oh, he’d love to hear about those privileges in detail, but his head already tilts into sunday, overcome by a surge of fondness when he cranes to look up at them that subdues the inclincation to tease. gabe indulges in his most asinine requests far too much and it stirs a concoction of something dangerously smug, admittedly soft in him. “ let’s see — unfortunately i love you too much to take advantage of the lack of a fine print, so let’s treat this as an informal mutual agreement, shall we? mutual, meaning that the same statutes also apply to you. ”
friendship is sitting in silence reading nc-17 fics and having no problem with it.