#im sobbing he's a worrying dad and highkey workoholic

[cardinal-carvings]

@onehell-of-apilot​:  ✿ Crimson wants attention 👀

       12; hand kiss

Quiet moments tucked away inside of Cardinal’s own quarters while in the presence of Crimson had slowly started to become one of Cardinal’s favourite things. Like a little treat-- something rare, but sweet when it was offered forth. And perhaps the rarity only added to how delicious it was. How satisfying.

When Crimson had first slipped in about seventeen minutes ago-- having long since been given the clearance codes to Cardinal’s own quarters to make these meet ups a little easier-- Cardinal had been busy finishing up going over the scores from the sims. Some days, it wasn’t a task that completely enveloped Cardinal’s attention but considering the troopers in question were to be tested to see if they were good enough to graduate in a few days he had to be certain things were going as smooth as possible. Of course, he had full faith in his children but... it never hurt to be certain.

Now, however, he could finally tear hazel eyes away from the datapad he’d been studying for hours-- attention properly shifting over towards the man who’d not only taken up physical space in his room, but has started to take up figurative space in his heart. A smile quirks his lips, as the datapad is finally cast aside with utmost care in favour of grasping Crimson’s hand.

“Either you’re really patient, or really stubborn,” The words were more teasing than anything-- tinted in fondness as a thumb brushed along the top of Crimson’s hand. Then, slowly, Cardinal leaned down-- raising the hand up to meet halfway so a soft, tender kiss could be placed to the the bared skin, “But I suppose it’s paid off either way.”