"casper!" cassandra calls out in a singsong voice, wrapping her arms around the butler from behind. she presses a kiss first to their cheek, then to their lips, pulling back with a bright smile. "happy birthday!" she pulls out a small box with a ribbon on it and hands it to them eagerly. inside is a brooch, similar to the one they already wear, but with a starry appearance to it. "i thought...you could wear it and think of me."
is caspers birthday!
Oh, there’s a startled noise that leaves their lips from the sudden call of their name and the hug that tightly captures of them. It was surprising, really. They hadn’t expected to so suddenly hear Cassandra approach, to being snatched up into her arms. Not that they really mind, or care for that matter. A tiny noise escapes the butler, a small smile find itself on their lips when the adventurer kisses first their cheek and then their lips.
And that’s when a second surprised sound leaves them.
“I–” they murmur although unsure of what to say quite yet, single eye blinking wide at the box suddenly pressed into their hands. They can’t help but stare at it owlishly, completely unused to suddenly being given a gift after so many years. The very thought brings a flush to their cheeks, and truly, Casper isn’t sure what to say. But they find their gloved fingers taking hold of the ribbon on the box and pulling it to unravel the bow. Once that’s out of the way, they take hold of the lid, pulling it from the small container and they gasp softly at the sight.
“You…” Again, they’re left speechless, staring at the brooch and the stone that rest within it. And her words only make their face heat up further and as much as they want to cover their face, they have to be careful with the box in their palms. A slight quiver of their lips is made before one hand lifts, touching against their warm face for a moment.
“Fool,” They mumble, reaching their hand back down to gently lift the brooch from the box, staring at it further, “How could I ever think of anyone but you? And with something like this… of course.” A tiny smile is made before Casper pushes the empty box back into Cassandra’s hand to let their now free fingers unclasp the stone they already wore on their collar to replace it with the one she had gifted them.
“Thank you,” And they’re covering their mouth with a turn of their head, fingers lingering on the brooch, “I.. I love it,” A pause, a quick glance towards the adventurer, “I love you.”