Listen. She got it. Time was always fucked for her - although she was good at noticing when someone she liked wasn't around as much.
She pulled him in and squeezed, kissing his temple before leaning back. "You familiar with Christmas and/or that type of holiday back home? I learned about it in Faerie." She said, loosening her grip so she could get that box and offer it to him. "I got this for you. Merry... whatever you celebrate."
Welcome to the furnace. He's the asshole who can run around sleeveless, but at least he radiates heat. She'll have plenty of warmth soon.
"I'm familiar with Christmas, yes. And various mid winter holidays, the humans have a lot of them," he said. Part of what he had been doing was making gifts because, well.
That's his love language.
Which is why he paused, staring at the box in surprise. "For me?"
"My darling, dearest Red son. Why is it you always look shocked when I give you something?" She asked, chuckling softly under her breath and insistently pushing the box into his hands. "Yes, it's for you."
Inside, whenever he decided to open it, he would find a handful of red rocks (some carnelian, some just random colored stones she found) and a wooden pendant attached to a black cord with a green stone in the center.
"Did I ever tell you about the Everliving Tree?" She said without much preamble. "It's, essentially, the God tree of my homeland. It's where the Sylvan Forest began to form to shield the elves from the dangers of the world. It's very important to me - and that pendant is made of some of its wood."
"...most of the gifts I ever got were from mother," he said. And he hasn't gotten too many gifts here. It has only actually been from Night Sky so far.
He's gonna get several for this holiday and he's gonna have a bunch of feelings about it.
But he has already admitted to her that he's new to basically any kind of close relationship. So there was no real reason to hide why its a surprise.
However, he does take the box. Staring for a few moments before opening it. He sees the stones, and the pendant, clearly the center piece of the gift, and pulling it out. Listening to her as she spoke.
Oh. "....does the Everliving Tree mean its fireproof?" He asked.
"Well start getting used to them from me, too." She said.
Night Sky frowned and scrunched her nose slightly. "Normal fire can't burn it - I forgot to test for fire demon level flame. Can you - could you make it fireproof?"
He hums, sifting through the gems in the box, before finding the strongest one. He closes the box, setting it aside, the pendant resting on his thigh as he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a multi-tool and start carving a simple into the stone.
"I can. I have to redo the enchantment every few months, but its the only way to turn into fire and keep my clothes," he said. He is precise enough he can go around his clothes and objects in a pinch, but its a lot easier to just have a spell in place so he doesn't ahve to worry about it. He just had to be careful of the timing or he will singe them.
Night Sky sighed with relief. Not that she doubted for a second that Red Son could it - but for a moment she worried she had royally fucked up because she hadn't accounted for his fire. She was so used to it just... not being an issue.
"Gods. I'm so glad you're a genius." She laughed. "...Do you like it?"
"Its a beautiful piece," he said. And he's going to wear it a lot which is, well, the easiest way for him to show approval. Words are a difficult thing for him to figure out.
He knows communication is important, but its still a struggle in many ways.
He leans against her as he works on carving the circle.
Between the compliment and the way he leaned into her, that was as much an answer from Red Son as she suspected she would get - maybe even more so.
"Thanks. I carved it myself." She said, leaning into him in turn with her head gently resting on his shoulder, careful not to disturb him while she watched him for. For now, she just kept quiet, enjoying the familiar heat that radiated off him.
"I thought as much. A limited and sacred resource does not usually sell jewelry made from it as a common practice," he said, carefully carving out the markings.
She chuckled. "Yeah, I requested a very small piece of it. Usually it's just bows for the Sylvan Rangers that are made with the wood, but I figured no one would blame me for crafting things for people I care about." It was an insignificant portion, in the grand scheme of things, and it was, so far as she could tell, authentic, too. "I was going to make a little wooden flame, but I wanted you to think of me when you looked at it." So a leaf it was.
Red Son is pretty sure many would blame her because many have people they care about and would like to make special things for, but he will politely not point that out. He's not against doing things selfishly.
"It takes it stand out more. Gifts for relationships should be like that. A mix of what suits the person, and what makes a claim on a person," he said.
Well, the tree would forgive her. She was sure of that much, otherwise she wouldn't have done it.
Night Sky hummed and propped her chin on his shoulder so she could ghost her lips over his ear. "I do like staking my claim on you, any way that I can." She purred.
He squeezes her hand and is going to lead her to a corner, where there's a bush. Then he ducks down, pulling a rope from the branches, letting her see it. Then tugging on it to reveal a hatch that leads into the ground. "I got a castle expansion."
Red Son leads her down the stairs and into the room. Night Sky will get to hear the water first. A gentle flowing of a small waterfall.
He leads her further in, and gently pushes her to sit down on something soft. "Okay, you can open your eyes," he said.
The room will look like an underground cave. The walls are natural stone, all solid, and without actual dirt spilling in. The next is the lights, a string of white fairy lights, painstakingly made, but giving a soft, gentle glow to the room.
There are an assortment of mushrooms growing in pots around the room, and hanging from the ceiling, to give the room plant life with the plant of sun. There is a pond in the corner of the room, big enough to perhaps use as a bath. Or perhaps a fish pond. With a small waterfall that feeds into it. Though there is also a stone switch nearby to block off the water so she doesn't have to listen to it all the time.
Night Sky is currently sitting on a bed, at least a King Size (honestly even bigger than that), piled with comfortable blankets and pillows in shades of green and brown and flower detailing. There was also a couch against a wall, long and covered in nature detailing, and a bear skin rug on the floor.
Her brows furrowed, eyes still shut. The trickling of water was not what she expecting when descending into an underground passage. Then she was sitting, and her eyes slowly peeked open.
For a moment, all she could do was stare slackjawed at the meticulously decorated cavern that undoubtedly had her in mind when it was crafted. Her eyes flitted to the lights, the pond, the bed she sat on as her palms pressed to the blankets and she turned to get a full look at it and the couch both.
Then, she looked up to Red Son, her eyes shimmering with tears. "You - you got this for me?"
"Unfortunately I had to rely on a wish to make the space, there was no way to hide making it otherwise," he said, scanning the room, to make sure he didn't miss anything. "And the linens I had to buy." He's not the best at sewing, but he has high standards for what he buys.
"But the rest I was able to make myself." He turned to look at her. "This way you can still feel like you're in nature when it's cold."
Red Son could have dumped her in the room with a chair and the shittiest bed ever and she still would have been awed by the fact that he did it all for her. That he made everything else inside it made her want to sob. But she swallowed the feeling back.
"It's amazing. You're amazing." She said, reaching a hand out for him. "Come here and let me thank you properly." If and when he did grab her hand though, Night Sky would shift her weight quickly, leg hooking around his to press into him and turn them both so she could pin him to the bed.
Red Son would NEVER. If he wasn't half treating her like a princess with his gifts, he would have to judge the hell out of himself. There's no point in giving gifts if there isn't SOME effort in making sure its quality.
He does blush at the compliment, but he looks quite pleased at the reaction. Moving over to take her hand.
And then yelp as he's tugged and pushed to the bed. And the minor blush was now a very stark and vibrant blush as he looked up at her. "Oh. This kind of thank you."
Several candles have also lit up around the room, placed in safe places for them to burn, and where the air flow would keep the smoke from building.
Because he was very aware this kind of thank you was probably in the cards and he was prepared.
Night Sky should not have found as much joy as she did in having Red Son yelp when she grabbed him. But she was practically giddy with delight that he did so.
"Unless you don't want this kind of thank you, of course." She assumed his reaction would not have been so calm otherwise though. She leaned down to kiss his forehead, fingertips loosening around his wrists so slowly forming vines could coil around them instead - fitting like bracelets for now, and not yet connecting, on the chance he truly did not wish for this to continue. She sat, straddling his hips.
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She pulled him in and squeezed, kissing his temple before leaning back. "You familiar with Christmas and/or that type of holiday back home? I learned about it in Faerie." She said, loosening her grip so she could get that box and offer it to him. "I got this for you. Merry... whatever you celebrate."
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"I'm familiar with Christmas, yes. And various mid winter holidays, the humans have a lot of them," he said. Part of what he had been doing was making gifts because, well.
That's his love language.
Which is why he paused, staring at the box in surprise. "For me?"
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Inside, whenever he decided to open it, he would find a handful of red rocks (some carnelian, some just random colored stones she found) and a wooden pendant attached to a black cord with a green stone in the center.
"Did I ever tell you about the Everliving Tree?" She said without much preamble. "It's, essentially, the God tree of my homeland. It's where the Sylvan Forest began to form to shield the elves from the dangers of the world. It's very important to me - and that pendant is made of some of its wood."
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He's gonna get several for this holiday and he's gonna have a bunch of feelings about it.
But he has already admitted to her that he's new to basically any kind of close relationship. So there was no real reason to hide why its a surprise.
However, he does take the box. Staring for a few moments before opening it. He sees the stones, and the pendant, clearly the center piece of the gift, and pulling it out. Listening to her as she spoke.
Oh. "....does the Everliving Tree mean its fireproof?" He asked.
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Night Sky frowned and scrunched her nose slightly. "Normal fire can't burn it - I forgot to test for fire demon level flame. Can you - could you make it fireproof?"
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"I can. I have to redo the enchantment every few months, but its the only way to turn into fire and keep my clothes," he said. He is precise enough he can go around his clothes and objects in a pinch, but its a lot easier to just have a spell in place so he doesn't ahve to worry about it. He just had to be careful of the timing or he will singe them.
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"Gods. I'm so glad you're a genius." She laughed. "...Do you like it?"
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He knows communication is important, but its still a struggle in many ways.
He leans against her as he works on carving the circle.
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"Thanks. I carved it myself." She said, leaning into him in turn with her head gently resting on his shoulder, careful not to disturb him while she watched him for. For now, she just kept quiet, enjoying the familiar heat that radiated off him.
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"It takes it stand out more. Gifts for relationships should be like that. A mix of what suits the person, and what makes a claim on a person," he said.
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Night Sky hummed and propped her chin on his shoulder so she could ghost her lips over his ear. "I do like staking my claim on you, any way that I can." She purred.
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He stands up, still holding her hand.
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"...No you didn't." No he did not get a castle expansion out in the middle of the yard. "All the way out here?"
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"They're closed."
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He leads her further in, and gently pushes her to sit down on something soft. "Okay, you can open your eyes," he said.
The room will look like an underground cave. The walls are natural stone, all solid, and without actual dirt spilling in. The next is the lights, a string of white fairy lights, painstakingly made, but giving a soft, gentle glow to the room.
There are an assortment of mushrooms growing in pots around the room, and hanging from the ceiling, to give the room plant life with the plant of sun. There is a pond in the corner of the room, big enough to perhaps use as a bath. Or perhaps a fish pond. With a small waterfall that feeds into it. Though there is also a stone switch nearby to block off the water so she doesn't have to listen to it all the time.
Night Sky is currently sitting on a bed, at least a King Size (honestly even bigger than that), piled with comfortable blankets and pillows in shades of green and brown and flower detailing. There was also a couch against a wall, long and covered in nature detailing, and a bear skin rug on the floor.
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For a moment, all she could do was stare slackjawed at the meticulously decorated cavern that undoubtedly had her in mind when it was crafted. Her eyes flitted to the lights, the pond, the bed she sat on as her palms pressed to the blankets and she turned to get a full look at it and the couch both.
Then, she looked up to Red Son, her eyes shimmering with tears. "You - you got this for me?"
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"But the rest I was able to make myself." He turned to look at her. "This way you can still feel like you're in nature when it's cold."
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"It's amazing. You're amazing." She said, reaching a hand out for him. "Come here and let me thank you properly." If and when he did grab her hand though, Night Sky would shift her weight quickly, leg hooking around his to press into him and turn them both so she could pin him to the bed.
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He does blush at the compliment, but he looks quite pleased at the reaction. Moving over to take her hand.
And then yelp as he's tugged and pushed to the bed. And the minor blush was now a very stark and vibrant blush as he looked up at her. "Oh. This kind of thank you."
Several candles have also lit up around the room, placed in safe places for them to burn, and where the air flow would keep the smoke from building.
Because he was very aware this kind of thank you was probably in the cards and he was prepared.
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"Unless you don't want this kind of thank you, of course." She assumed his reaction would not have been so calm otherwise though. She leaned down to kiss his forehead, fingertips loosening around his wrists so slowly forming vines could coil around them instead - fitting like bracelets for now, and not yet connecting, on the chance he truly did not wish for this to continue. She sat, straddling his hips.
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