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Oh, it's a competition, huh?

Well -- guess I better do this one solo. Save us a good spot, yeah?

Even enough room to stretch out. I'm THAT generous.

Oh,you are looking out for us.

[And he leans in to press a kiss to Jesper's cheek before he turns toward the shower]

Always.

[He grins WIDELY at that kiss.

And the boyishly cute expression is ruined by him pinching Eddie's arse as he turns.]

Don't be too long.

[He gives a startled sort of laugh -- peers back over his shoulder with a grin and a lazy wink -- and saunters off upstairs]

[He isn't too long; it's maybe five minutes later that he reappears again, hair still damp, in one of the new sets of clothes]

[There's always a moment of anxiety in work like this. Creating something.

Even simple things.

The hang is good though, and the colors and.]

Oh, that is not bad on you at ALL.

It feels goddamn fantastic.

[His hand has crept to the vest; he rubs the fabric between his fingers, as though to reassure himself that it's still there (that it is, in fact, his)]

Nothing better than a bit of flash to make a man feel like a swagger, no matter what the streets look like.

Or even if the streets're a pile of blankets.

Finest streets we have to offer. Actual comfort if you happen to trip.

[He has a set of pillows piled up by the kotatsu and pats them in a welcome.]

If I could have the company of such a finely decked out young man...

Only if I can have the company of about the world's most talented tailor.

[Plops himself down and nestled right in next to Jesper]

Oh, this is nice.

And handsome. Don't forget that part.

Isn't it? I understand why cats sun themselves in it. [He will just lean on Eddie too, draping into his space.]

Hell, just cats? You ask me, about anybody would.

[He is melting a little. It is warm. Don't mind if he is sliding surreptitiously further under the blanket,]

[That IS the way. Jesper is so much more obvious about scooting down.]

Anyone with a finer appreciation for life. Frankly, I should take all work from here from now on.

Don't know that I'd blame you if you set up camp and never went anywhere else.

[He's just lying down now,]

I KNOW.

If I became king, I'd have people bring me food here.

Speaking of!

[And he reaches into his pocket and hands over a tiny bundle wrapped in wax paper]

This ain't part of the rest of the delivery, Your Majesty.

Oh, I LOVE the sound of that. [He laughs with a little nudge of his shoulder's against Eddie's.]

... And that is?

[Curiosity has him shift enough to take the little bundle, already feeling past the wrapper, like a kid with presents.]

Why, folks bringing you food, of course.

Give it a go, see how you like it.

[Digging out another, bigger bundle from his other pocket and handing that over, too]

And this here's the metal for the birdcage.

Oh you DO know how to spoil a man.

[He settles down the much heavier bundle and unwraps the treat first because Jesper is Jesper.]

I ain't promising nothing. Don't get your hopes up.

[It's not much to look at, but it seems to be some sort of candy mounted on skewers from the kitchen ruin]

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[It smells like sugar. Saints, maybe even sweetened saps you get on the waffles and-]

For me?

All yours. See how they move ya.

Don't mind if I do~~

[He takes the little glob and pops it in his mouth, arranging the skewer idly.]

[It tastes remarkably like maple candy, but not quite; it's sweet and mild and smoky, and actually quite good]

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