13.Mar.21, 05:59 PM
"You are adorable," he told her again and grinned at her as she crossed her arms over her chest, "Especially right now." And she was. D'io found that she was adorable when she was blushing and adorable when she pouted. It was a stark contrast from most of the women that he tended to hang out with and it brought out the hero complex inside him. He could feel Shirrikath's heavy amusement at his rider's thoughts as he continued on.
"I never said there was," he told her when she insisted there was nothing wrong with reading alone, "I've never read so I don't know how to do it correctly." He ignored the chuckles of the people around them as he walked them into the kitchens, he already knew some of them were going to tease him unmercifully but he didn't care. He'd run into her, knocked her down, and hurt her. The least he could do was carry her around so she wasn't in pain. A few glares that promised a broken nose or two had most of them quieting down and he allowed the drudge to stuff their food in Ferra's lap.
He did have to admit they probably looked silly as hell as he carried her and their food towards the part of the bowl Shirrikath waited. He grinned at a passing boy, throwing a wink his way as he giggled with glee as D'io carted his charge to the brown. "That's him," he said with pride as she took the big, solid brown in. "He's pretty handsome I suppose," he agreed as he set her down carefully and moved to one of his packs to grab out a blanket. He made it a habit to carry on just in case and flicked it out so they had a proper picnic. "Sit down," he urged her with another chuckle, "Before you fall down."
You can call me pretty if you want, the brown told her as he huffed a breath through her hair.
"I never said there was," he told her when she insisted there was nothing wrong with reading alone, "I've never read so I don't know how to do it correctly." He ignored the chuckles of the people around them as he walked them into the kitchens, he already knew some of them were going to tease him unmercifully but he didn't care. He'd run into her, knocked her down, and hurt her. The least he could do was carry her around so she wasn't in pain. A few glares that promised a broken nose or two had most of them quieting down and he allowed the drudge to stuff their food in Ferra's lap.
He did have to admit they probably looked silly as hell as he carried her and their food towards the part of the bowl Shirrikath waited. He grinned at a passing boy, throwing a wink his way as he giggled with glee as D'io carted his charge to the brown. "That's him," he said with pride as she took the big, solid brown in. "He's pretty handsome I suppose," he agreed as he set her down carefully and moved to one of his packs to grab out a blanket. He made it a habit to carry on just in case and flicked it out so they had a proper picnic. "Sit down," he urged her with another chuckle, "Before you fall down."
You can call me pretty if you want, the brown told her as he huffed a breath through her hair.