#//ok but can we just appreciate the fact that richard was THIS close to bonking//

[richardxoliverxmayhew]

through your window [ because maurice loves climbing windows, for some reason ]

send through your window for my muse’s reaction to your muse climbing through their bedroom window: ACCEPTING

II @lovefail

The second the young gardener flopped into bed that evening he immediately found himself sinking deeper and deeper into sleep that would have made the dead blush.... Or... At least he would have if it wasn’t for-- Some hours later the Scotsman found himself startled awake by the sound of creaking. It was coming from his window. At first Richard thought it was nothing more than the trees’ barren boughs nuzzling against his house’s walls, however, the more intently he listened the more he realized that the creaking sounded... Different. Weighted. Were those grunts he heard along with it? Shite. Somebody was trying to break in.

Wasting no time, Richard grabbed a wooden bat from inside his closet before stationing himself by the window. “Oi! I have no money! I’m just a gardener! So, either ye’ piss off or yer’ gonna get it! I mean it! Don’t take another step or I’m gonna--” A figure with blonde hair, as golden as sunspots, tumbled in through Richard’s window before clumsily collapsing onto the ground. The young gardener knew immediately who it was. There was only one person he knew who would attempt such theatrics. “Sir!” he gasped, throwing the bat away before bending down beside him to check for any visible bruises or scrapes. “Wha’ are ye’ doin’ here!? Y’know, I have a door, righ’?” snorted the Scotsman realizing how unbelievably foolish the blonde could be at times. Oddly enough, that made him adore Maurice even more.