#p;drew

Eventually, in the efforts to stave off the ever eminent food comas, they'd both sat up- Well Drew more or less sat up for the most part, but his head lolled a little bit and now rested against his sister's shoulder. Whatever had been on the tv had turned into some retro movie from the 80's, and another entirely content silence fell between the two every so often and neither minded. That's what he loved about spending time with her. Time passed when they were apart, they changed so much in those times, but the times they spent together stayed the same. Not boring, really it was the perfect opposite of boring. It was spending time with somebody after being apart and knowing, just knowing, that they could pick up whenever their last conversation had left off, that the time and place they'd spent together would be a safe time and place, away from the world's bullshit. Drew couldn't help but think of his darkest times, back in high school when he was finding out so much about himself. Back before he really knew what not being 'totally straight' and not being 'totally gay' really meant. His parents understood (and accepted) even less than he did at the time. She really did save him, grounded him. In a world full of pain and fear and confusion, being able to run to and stay at Chae-Noona's place were the only times he felt okay. She'd even..talked him out of darker, more permanent sort of thoughts he'd had back then.. "Noona.." He sighed softly as he nuzzled close against her neck, still switching between English and Korean willy-nilly. "Don't worry about your schedules, okay? You saved my life so many times over the years. You were always there when I just... needed a break. Now I'll be there for you, okay?"

The witch hummed softly, a gentle smile that was nearly as warm as the morning sun pulled at red lips. Head lilted thoughtfully to the side as he set down the small tray loaded with freshly made breakfast foods, steam rising lazily off the pancakes, eggs, and bacon alike. 

@lupusadinvictam Brennan was seething under his normal stoic expression, utterly impressed by his recent display of control. That bastard's hands were on Josephine and if there were so many witnesses around him, he might have killed the bastard right then and there. He liked to think that he learned from his mistake since he beat the shit out of the guards almost a year ago and getting in another fight, even with a problematic slave, was out of the question. At least until they were alone. When they were finally free from other people's eyes, he grabbed the young man's collar and slammed him against a wall, the anger he's been holding back simmering to the surface. "Don't you ever fucking touch Josephine again. The next time you do, I'll break your fucking fingers." There was no way he was going to let this prick get away with touching his girl.

“You’re in my house, I think it’d alright for you to rest a little more” He hummed with a smile, brushing hair from her eyes. “Are you okay?” He asked, gaze and voice just a hint more serious as a hand cupped her cheek.

“Well I’d guess I wasn’t me” He chuckled, looking at the other behind well tossed hair. “Judging by the mess you made”

Drew had somewhat thoughtlessly agreed to the request and, after getting the other to lay down on the plush surface of his bed, rubbed the lotion between his palms. “You know, I think you just asked to get a free massage after your shower” He hummed with a smirk, hands running slowly down her slender back.

[ignore the subtitle lol]