[This is still not eating, good gracious— not that Octavian does anything more than huff lightly, amused even as he leans into Viktor's touch. The words and the kiss are so profoundly sweet that he feels all over again the depth of how much Viktor's absence this past week has affected him; even knowing in advance, the hollow feeling of it...
Well, Viktor isn't going anywhere tonight, that much is certain. Octavian wriggles an arm around his waist and leans his head against his shoulder, which isn't the optimal place for him to be so Viktor can eat the dang noodles, but at least Viktor's hands are still free.]
I imagine tomorrow will be a busy day for you.
[Because surely at least some of the people from his world will want to talk or something, and Octavian can't actually monopolize all of his time. But,]
After that however. We can continue our project. [wobbles.]
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Well, Viktor isn't going anywhere tonight, that much is certain. Octavian wriggles an arm around his waist and leans his head against his shoulder, which isn't the optimal place for him to be so Viktor can eat the dang noodles, but at least Viktor's hands are still free.]
I imagine tomorrow will be a busy day for you.
[Because surely at least some of the people from his world will want to talk or something, and Octavian can't actually monopolize all of his time. But,]
After that however. We can continue our project. [wobbles.]