#he puts a rainbow rose in the vase the day he’s ready to admit his feelings :(((((((((((((((((

[strawberrystepmom]

a standing breakfast meeting with neuvillette to give him a personal astrological reading each day….he sets the table in his office himself, putting a single bud in a vase and ensuring there are three sugar cubes at the bottom of your cup before you even arrive, usually slightly tardy despite your best efforts thanks to mona’s curiosity regarding exactly what these meetings entail. you play coy, shrugging her off and insisting you’ll return to your office at the steambird before she can even miss you.

she doesn’t have to know that he makes you grin until your cheeks hurt. he asks your opinion about the parts of fontaine he may lack perspective on. you chat about your future and your hopes and he listens eagerly hoping those plans may yet someday house a “we” or an “us”.

it’s a little wish he makes when he closes the door after you, leaning against the doorframe for a moment to gather himself, to collect himself after failing to recall the last time the tides within him have been turned this strongly.

you play amongst the stars but he believes you a force of nature.