Gaius is as intense as ever; quiet as he goes about the breakfast prep, silent as he offers a cup of coffee to Estinien -- but not in an angry way, brimming with frustration as they marched. No, he was just quiet, without the ever burning emotion seething below the surface. He was calm. At peace; at least for a little bit.
The old feelings will come back. One lay doesn't mean Gaius is floating on cloud nine once they march. But he is having a distressingly well-rested and well-shagged morning, and he'll savor it while he can.
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Date: 2022-08-27 02:44 am (UTC)The old feelings will come back. One lay doesn't mean Gaius is floating on cloud nine once they march. But he is having a distressingly well-rested and well-shagged morning, and he'll savor it while he can.