[ 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 ] ― sender wraps a soft blanket around receiver’s shoulders ( from da birb )
@insurged , meme , accepting.
years she’s known him & yet, not once had she ever mentioned the distinct sound his feathers made ; even now, she knowingly shifts into the plumage of one that darts past her. letting it knowingly brush over the apple of her check as it deposits the blanket over the line of her shoulders. “don’t be cute, i'm still going to kick your ass.” she calls by way of greeting ; as if she wasn’t the one who scaled the high-rise to his abode. her chin juts forward, determined to broadcast the well-kept hard edge of her demeanor. the very same one that just so happens to soften, much to her chagrin, beneath the wake of his presence; however, rumi’s quick to act. grabbing fast to the ruffled hem of the blanket & pulling it close. effectively shutting out the brisk wind as she ambles up onto her feet --- balance easily caught on the rungs of his balcony.
a chuff is given & another follows thereafter as she steps into his home; leaving behind her stolen vigil. with two easy strides, she’s rightfully invading his personal pace — slipping an arm through his & all but dragging him to the bed. it’s a little rough, she’ll admit, the way in which she drags him down to her level. shifting until she’s managed to slip the edge of the blanket over him as well before promptly hunkering down into the lean line of his body. greedily siphoning whatever warmth she can take from him. a second passes & rumi props her chin up onto his pectoral. “you’re stupid, you know that?” despite her words, the tone is soft. fond.
"i'm glad you’re okay, birdbrain.” & with that, she promptly adjusts, digging the plump of her cheek into his chest with a relieved sigh.