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[devoutish]

Solomons & Melborn
1108 Sweet Cream Street

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[bywolves]

[ He glances at Alfie, raising his eyebrow with an amused look. ]

Sure. Why not.

[devoutish]

I'll keep that in mind, mate.

[Be prepared, Royce.]

[bywolves]

Ominous. [ Royce teases him. ] Very ominous.

[devoutish]

Here.

[He pushes his tea mug into Royce's hands.]

I drank yours, anyway.

[bywolves]

[ Royce takes the tea with a hum, sipping from it. ]

Thanks. [ He sprawls out - his collar slips a little, and Alfie can probably see what he was hiding. It's hickeys. Like a lot of them. Royce doesn't seem to notice or mind, now. ]

I'll have to go wish for the costumes soon.

[devoutish]

[Oh. Alfie stifles something - a cross between a laugh (though not a cruel one) and a sound of surprise.]

Yeah. Yeah, all right.

[bywolves]

[ A beat, as Royce looks up at him, and then his face flushes slightly as he pulls his collar back up. Oop. He looks embarrassed, but not ashamed, necessarily. ]

[devoutish]

Sorry-- sorry, I'm not laughing at you; I'm not.

[bywolves]

I know you're not. [ Royce huffs. Look, maybe he's trying to hide a smile by biting the inside of his cheek. ] They're - enthusiastic.

[ Ahem. ]

[devoutish]

[Another little huffy laugh.]

It would seem so.

[bywolves]

[ shut up alfie!!!! ]

It was a good night. [ He says, primly, taking a sip of tea. This cool as a cucumber sort of reaction is slightly ruined by the tops of his cheeks being pink, but listen. ]

[devoutish]

I'm glad that you're less-- embarrassed about that sort of thing, now.

[bywolves]

It's gotten easier. [ He says, a little more quietly. And then, wryly: ] They've helped with acclimating me, in any case.

[devoutish]

Yeah. I'm just happy it's not making you upset anymore.

[bywolves]

It feels less like I'm doing something irredeemably wrong, these days.

[devoutish]

Very good, because you've done nothing wrong at all.

[bywolves]

[ He gives Alfie a little smile at that, sipping from his tea. ]

I'm still going to cover these up in public, whether I have done wrong or not.

[devoutish]

That would be the gentlemanly thing to do, yes. You're lucky it's winter.

[bywolves]

[ He makes a face at Alfie. ]

I wear my cloak in the summer, too. [ MAXIMUM STEALTH ]

[devoutish]

Yes, but now you've got an excuse to never take it off.

[bywolves]

[ Monotone: ] Ah, you've revealed that this was my plan all along.

[devoutish]

We'll have to get you one in white, so you won't be so hot in the warmer months.

[bywolves]

Gods, no. You will never see me in white.

[devoutish]

Not even to blend into the snow?

[bywolves]

Nope. Now it's out of principle.