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It was a cool autumn evening outside the manor, the air was crisp as the summer air slowly being blown away as the winter months grew closer. Dinner amongst the survivors and hunters was a few hours ago and everyone was winding down after their days of matches.
Also outside of the manor stood the renowned painter Edgar Valden. He stood under a large oak tree with a sketchbook and a small bag of pens and pencils at his feet. There he stood and sketched whatever came to mind as he waited for his lover who was… late? Edgar didn’t actually know if he was since he forgot his watch inside. But he didn’t mind too much, seeing as he arrived pretty early.
Just as his mind began to wander he heard the gravel path that lead to the tree’s clearing grow louder, the signature dragging steps indicating just who was on their way. Edgar’s assumptions were proven right as the familiar voice called out to him.
“Hey Eddie! Sorry I’m a few minutes late, I got caught up in my work again.”
With his words the painter turned his head to watch his boyfriend come closer, his messy smile just as prominent as ever as his fang poked at his lip. The sight alone brought forth a smile from the shorter of the two that he couldn’t hide even if he tried to.
“It’s alright Luca. I’m surprised you even remembered to come, let alone find the way here again.” Edgar’s smile morphed into a small teasing smirk as he slumped down the tree, silently inviting the man to sit with him.
“You’re so mean to me Valden, you’re lucky I love you so much or I would’ve shown you up.” Luca said with a fake pout as he sat next to Edgar.
“You have done so before, Luca.”
“It was an accident! I’m still super sorry about that Ed, I can and will never live that down.” His words made his boyfriend laugh as he pushed his sketchbook off to the side with his bag, shaking his head.
“No, no you will never be allowed to live that down.”
There was a comfortable silence between the two, both sitting and appreciating one another’s presence for a while. It was nice. These moments were Edgar’s favorite moments between them and especially after a long day of losing matches. He was taken from his thoughts as a warm hand took his own and intertwined their fingers. The sudden skin against his own made his eyes drawn to their hands, interested in the lack of gloves.
“You always say how you like my hands better without my gloves, so I… thought I’d be nice as your amazing boyfriend to do that for you.” Luca explained as his gaze was pointed up at the stars, a light blush tinting his charred face. All Edgar could manage was a blush of his own as he nodded, rubbing the back of his lover's hand with his thumb as a thank you.
“You’re too kind to me sometimes, I honestly don’t know why you asked me out sometimes.” The painter said softly, still watching Luca intently with a soft gaze.
His words made the prisoner's head turn, tilting slowly as he thought. His eye still half lidded as his mind worked.
“S’cuz you deserve the so-called kindness I give you… though I would say it’s just human decency too.” Luca paused as he sent a quick smile to Edgar again and squeezed their hands. “Plus you’re pretty cute too so I like to woo you over so no one else can beat me to it.”
Edgar couldn’t help but look away as his face grew redder than ever, mumbling to him to shut up and lean onto his arm and nuzzled into his side.
The sight made Luca smile even more, giving him a quick peck on the head before leaning into the painter. It made his heart soar to know he was even able to make his lover flushed with admiration and love, and he took much pride in it. Opening his eyes and adjusting his head to look up into the clear autumn sky the stars seemed to glow even brighter than ever with Edgar there with him.
“The stars look beautiful tonight. Do you see any you know, Ed?”
He hummed and shifted to be able to comfortably see the night sky as well as still be up close next to Luca. Thinking for a moment as he scanned the glowing sky above them.
“It’s a waning crescent moon I believe… Oh, there’s Andromeda! And see, that’s Cetus and Pisces is becoming easier to see. Riiiiiight there… is Cassiopeia.” Edgar explained, using his free hand to guide Luca’s eyes to see the constellations himself.
He just nodded along with his lover's words, only vaguely understanding what he was saying but just seeing him so interested in something made him happy. But he was taken from his thoughts as there was a question pointed at himself.
“What do you think that one looks like?” Edgar had moved his head and was looking up at him again, the cold air starting to make his face a light red. It took him some time to answer, not just because he was bad at stars but also his boyfriend was just too cute to exist sometimes.
“That, one-“ He pointed with his free hand and helped Edgar see what he was seeing. “That one looks like a flaccid penis.”
The painter's mouth gaped open and at a genuine loss for words. Of course he knew Luca was childish, but dear God Luca we were having a moment. Edgar’s mouth closed as he swallowed and opened again, but he was still stuck on what to even begin with.
Meanwhile Luca had begun to laugh after the second mouth gape, his breath becoming prominent in the chilly air. His reaction only made Edgar’s face flush in embarrassment and pushed him away lightly. Crossing his arms he finally spoke again.
“Oh fuck off, Balsa. We were having a moment! You can’t get dick off your mind ever, can you?” But he couldn’t help but laugh at himself. He always loved Luca’s crude and out of the blue comments. They used to think it was annoying when the man suddenly started joking, but soon came to appreciate him being the one to break the silence or mood for others.
“You know it, Ed, n’ especially yours~” Luca teased before kissing the mans head and all over his face soon after. His words making Edgar’s face light up even more.
“God you’re insufferable sometimes…”
“But you love me.”
“...yeah. Yeah I do, Balsa.”