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Ralsei hums to himself as he crochets pink-and-purple yarn together. Susie and Kris had recently complained about their feet hurting during their adventures; Ralsei can understand why. Neither of them have socks. Of course, he’ll sew them some socks for their boots and sabatons later, but for now, he just wants to make soft and fuzzy socks for his partners.
The two had grown closer surprisingly quickly over their adventures, until each other’s joy was everything to the other. Seeing Kris and Susie happy makes Ralsei happy. Of course, his girlfriend and partner show affection in different (and kind of odd) ways, but he loves it nonetheless.
Kris always seems stoic; people who wouldn’t know them would assume that they don’t love their girlfriend and boyfriend. But they do, and would jump at the opportunity to defend either of them. They drew their sword at a Darkener who got Ralsei’s order wrong at the Cafe last week. Ralsei insisted that he could just pick the pickles off of his burger, but Kris made sure that such a thing would never happen again. At the time, Ralsei was mortified, now he laughs at it.
Susie is pretty much the opposite of Kris - a massive tsundere and is aggressively affectionate with him. Her flirting style often involves play-fighting - both to Ralsei and Kris - and she overpowers Ralsei every time. Kris, however, always puts up a fight; they have their human weirdness as an advantage against her. They’re weirdly flexible and agile.
Ralsei loves them both in every way.
“Done!” He grins to himself as he finishes the pink-and-purple socks. He laid them gently on the ground, next to the dark-and-light-blue socks intended for Kris, and his emerald green-and-pink socks. Using magic to put the former two into gift boxes, he heads down to Susie’s room, where his two partners are.
“Okay, but… no! You don’t get it, Kris!”
“...What is there to get?”
“There’s EXPLOSIONS! Y’know.. Pew! BOOM! P’tow!”
Ralsei opens the door and sees the two of them watching some sort of movie. Kris gives her an unseen look.
“Ugh! You’re too soft sometimes! What, you’d rather watch ‘Prince and the Toad’ or something?”
“Um, hello-”
“RALSEI!” Susie jumps up. “Settle this debate! How’s this movie?!”
He walks into the room and notices that Susie had turned on some sort of warflict movie… that did not spare the gorey details.
“Um… violent.”
“You are outnumbered, Suse. Put something else on,” Kris leans back onto her bed with their hands behind their head.
“WHOSE ROOM IS THIS??”
“It is Ralsei’s castle!”
“Um, sweethearts…”
The two glance at him.
“I… made the two of you something…” He hands them both their respective gift boxes (almost handing them the wrong ones) and watches anxiously as they open their boxes.
“...Socks?” Susie holds up her gift confusedly.
“Erm… yes! You both said that your feet have been hurting recently. I’ll make socks for you to wear with your boots and sabatons later, but for now, you have these! They’re infused with healing magic, so all the calluses you have will heal the more you wear them!”
“Wait, really?” Kris mutters in awe, then puts their socks on quickly, as if their life depends on it. “They are… very soft.”
“Yep! Oh, and we all match!” Ralsei holds up his socks for a moment, then puts them on.
Susie chuckles, a blush rising to her cheeks. “Heh… you’re such a dweeb…” Reluctantly, she puts her socks on as well. “Will…. I… I don’t want to rip them-”
“The yarn I used is not only very soft, it’s tough, too! You won’t need to worry about your socks wearing down for a while!”
“...Heh, you thought of everythin’... come here, you!” Susie glomps him, carrying him to her bed, then grabs Kris, noogieing them both until Ralsei fur is a mess and one of Kris’s red-hazel eyes is showing. “Ha! You look ridiculous!”
“I love you both,” Ralsei says, resting his head on Susie’s shoulder.
“Love ya too, dweeb.”
“I love you too, my prince.”