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Emmrich smiles, settling in beside his beloved. Viago may not be the most trusting man, but even the still stiff version of relaxing his Talon does is more than he’d thought he’d get even a few days ago. “I do hope your coffee is to your liking? I admit I have little experience with it.”
That small smirk of Vi’s breaks through his stony exterior. “It’s delicious.” He can see that his Viago has nearly emptied the cup. Emmrich specifically does not mention the several empty vials on his coffee table. As much as he wishes his Viago would trust him enough to go without, he understands why dearest Viago poisons himself so. “I haven’t had such good coffee in a long time.”
Emmrich smiles. His beloved always knows just what to say, despite all the rough edges. Leaning over, he presses a soft kiss to the top of Vi’s head before focusing back in on his deliciously warm tea. A sip, then two.
Viago presses a kiss to his jaw. Emmrich smirks, pulling their blanket up around them and snuggling closer.