Well, it's a marvelous night for a moondance

[usaisnumberwon]

*Alfred had climbed up one of the tallest hills in HQ and set up a picnic blanket. He laid out several more blankets, for when it got colder - and it would, it is winter after all - and a basket full of goodies. In case the food and drink Matthew might bring ran out. Better to have more than not enough! He waited for his boyfriend to show up.*

He's going to love watching this lunar eclipse!

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[vimyridge.livejournal.com]

My heart isn't very good at origami, Alfred. Sorry about that.

[He was being outright silly.]

[ooc: in that case... -revises.-]

[usaisnumberwon.livejournal.com]

...origami?! Why origami?!

*He was hoping for you know, a kiss, not origami.*

[ooc: woo hoo? XD;]

[vimyridge.livejournal.com]

Isn't that what everyone wants nowadays? Origami from the heart?

[He's trying his best to keep a straight face.]

[ooc: woohoo indeed~

[usaisnumberwon.livejournal.com]

I...I guess? But...I...I was hoping...well...can I have your heart instead?

*He's dead serious.*

[vimyridge.livejournal.com]

You already have that, Al. Completely and fully.

[Scooting closer to him, he gave him a light kiss on the tip of his nose.]

[usaisnumberwon.livejournal.com]

*He grins.*

Well, how about a certificate saying I have it?

*He likes hearing that Matthew is his, and vice versa.*

[vimyridge.livejournal.com]

A certificate you say... [He seemed to give some thought to that before smiling.] I like the sound of that. I think I can make one up quite nicely.

[usaisnumberwon.livejournal.com]

*He laughed, slapping his knee with glee.*

Awesome! I can't wait! Are you hungry or thirsty?

*He gestured to their baskets of goodies.*

[vimyridge.livejournal.com]

It'll be so marvelous you're going to want to frame it and hang it on the wall. [Glancing from him to the basket of goodies, he started scooting closer to the basket.]

Let's see what we can find.

[usaisnumberwon.livejournal.com]

...I actually probably will. *He hasn't gotten any awards here lately.*

What did you find? *He smiles, proud of the snacks he packed.*

[vimyridge.livejournal.com]

I look forward to it then.

[Pancakes. Holding up a pack of cookies, he looked rather pleased.]

[usaisnumberwon.livejournal.com]

*He grinned.*

Cookies! Alright!

[vimyridge.livejournal.com]

I'm not sharing, either. [...except he was totally offering him some.]

[usaisnumberwon.livejournal.com]

Awww... *He's taking one, pulling out a thermos of warm milk.* Want some milk?

[vimyridge.livejournal.com]

[That offer is enough to get him to scoot closer and smile sweetly.] Of course. What else goes well with cookies?

[usaisnumberwon.livejournal.com]

Mmmm coffee, tea, cocoa, but milk is best! *He offers him the lid as a cup, pouring some of it out for him.*

[vimyridge.livejournal.com]

A good coffee is always nice, too. And a good cocoa... [but they could indulge in that some other time. Smiling, he happily took the lid and secretly dipped his cookie in it.]

[usaisnumberwon.livejournal.com]

*Oh yes, they will have some another time.*

Yup! I like hot drinks, but not too hot. I hate burning my tongue.

*He kissed his cheek.*

[vimyridge.livejournal.com]

[It'll be added onto the list.]

That does tend to be a bit of a downer, no matter how good the drink is.

[Leaning over, he kissed him on the temple before offering him part of his cookie.]

[usaisnumberwon.livejournal.com]

*He happily accepts some of your cookie!*

I know! And then it takes forever for it to heal, doesn't it?

[vimyridge.livejournal.com]

[He better. Or else he would have been disappointed.]

And then I'd have to make fun of you.

[usaisnumberwon.livejournal.com]

*Al never refuses food. NEVER.*

You would not!

*He pouts, chewing around his bit of cookie.*

[vimyridge.livejournal.com]

Would you like to test that? I can go make some coffee... [He so would. Just to prove that he could.]

[usaisnumberwon.livejournal.com]

*He makes a face.*

Maaatttt, we're here to watch the lunar eclipse!

[vimyridge.livejournal.com]

Then what about afterwards? [Thankfully he didn't even pretend to move. He was still quite contently sitting in his spot.]