#i feel like he gets so bored during writing stuff and makes that lucanis' problem

[void-bitten-ghost]

Lucanis almost literally pulling his hair out over some paperwork so Rook just pulls up a chair near him with a book and sits, waiting, seeing if he would like the offered socialisation. He doesn't stir from his whirlwind of stress. And Rook knows it's important work they cant help with, not really, so they just stay near and start to silently read, ready for when Lucanis needs them.

Its not long before they can feel the barely there disturbance of something flitting about near their shoulders, the air feeling strange and familliar by one ear, and then the other. So they quietly start reading aloud, barely above the scratches of ink and quick mutterings of Antivan in the other corner.

Soon, the mutterings slow. The shoulders drop from his ears. Scratching becomes slow, smooth cursive and, eventually, both the paperwork and the book are finished, as is the fire in the hearth.

Rook closes the book, satisfied with its conclusion, and almost startles at a sudden Lucanis being behind them.

"Any joy?" They say, already knowing the answer.

"With you around?" He leans over the arm of the chair. "Always."

He kisses their hair, their head, their cheek.

"Thank you, amor."

They turn in the chair towards him. There's that faint hum of purple. "Feeling better?"

And there's that telling pause. "He says thank you too. And that he enjoyed the part with the giant eagles."

Rook breathes out a laugh, letting out a thoughtful "good to know" before leaning up for a soft, comfortable kiss, something with dark feathers and tingles around the edges.