Heeeey, I know youâre mostly Perinor but can you make a fluffy PoliPeri? Or PoliPeriElpe, idk, so many ships in this fandom get neglected even if theyâre amazing.
lemme go get a cookie first
Okay cookie acquired lock in timeÂ
Polites wasnât quite sure what happened. He was only walking through the ship, trying to find a roll of linen heâd misplaced, when a hand had snagged his arm.Â
âPolites- could you do me a favor?â Elpenor asked, emerging from a small storage room.Â
âSure, what it is?â Polites turned towards the shorter man.Â
âWatch Perimedes for me, for a moment? Make sure no one disturbs him?â Elpenor asked, slipping out and gesturing inside the room. âI gotta go piss- thanks, man!â
Polites watched him rush off, before stepping inside the little room. Perimedes was slumped awkwardly against the wall, snoring quietly.Â
That canât be comfortable. Polites knelt down and readjusted his fellow crewmate, so he lay flat- but there still was nothing soft to be used as a pillow. Polites hesitated, then slid his legs underneath Perimedesâ head. The other didnât even stir. That ought to workâŚ
Perimedesâ head lolled sideways on over his thighs. His eyebags seemed deep and dark, as if they were pressed into his skin.Â
I suppose thatâs why Elpenor asked me to keep an eye on him, Polites thought, brushing one of the dreadlocks away from tickling across his thigh. Perhaps I can recommend some teas when he wakes up.Â
When Elpenor returned, he didnât seem to put off of Polites holding Perimedesâ head in his lap. Instead, he closed the door, and absorbed the scene before muttering, âthat looks comfy.â
âDoes it?â Polites chuckled and waved him over. âYou can join, if youâd like.â
Elpenor beamed and wasted no time to flop down beside him, curling up half on Politesâ lap and Perimedesâ chest. Polites patted his back warmly.Â
I think I could get used to this, both thought. Perimedes did, too, when he woke up, and made absolutely no move to indicate he was aware- just to listen to the other two men breathe.Â