Not...? [ it isn't usual to see the indomitable and perpetually composed percival ... so undone. in this manner or any manner, really. sure he's gotten mad or shouted. bent himself to anger or displeasure, but this was leagues different than that. and somehow vane is oddly invested in this newly discovered divide. while there is a teasing aspect to it, there's also sincere curiosity and ...
attraction. he isn't sure if it's the drinks (no, he probably doesn't even think of that at this point), or something else, but he barks along to percival's words. he finds it easy to go along with this "dog" act of his. his hand drags upwards. his fists are closed, almost making a "paw" as he places it against percival's back. he gives a joking bark right against his ear as he trails close behind as they enter their home.
he's unsteady on his feet, and when percival moves to place his forehead against the wall, vane leans right against his back. he thinks about how to retort, but instead he keeps following up on this dog act. hence after a moment of silence and finding an equilibrium and angle where his head would stop spinning,
he leans in and licks the back of percival's neck. it's a bold move on his part, and not even he knows what drives him, but somehow... he kind of wants to see that same expression on percival again. it was... endearing, and somehow he feels kind of soft thinking that how the usually hardened percival could be so
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attraction. he isn't sure if it's the drinks (no, he probably doesn't even think of that at this point), or something else, but he barks along to percival's words. he finds it easy to go along with this "dog" act of his. his hand drags upwards. his fists are closed, almost making a "paw" as he places it against percival's back. he gives a joking bark right against his ear as he trails close behind as they enter their home.
he's unsteady on his feet, and when percival moves to place his forehead against the wall, vane leans right against his back. he thinks about how to retort, but instead he keeps following up on this dog act. hence after a moment of silence and finding an equilibrium and angle where his head would stop spinning,
he leans in and licks the back of percival's neck. it's a bold move on his part, and not even he knows what drives him, but somehow... he kind of wants to see that same expression on percival again. it was... endearing, and somehow he feels kind of soft thinking that how the usually hardened percival could be so
cute? ]