for @nihtfrowan // Váli
“What do you think?” he said, studying himself in the mirror. He loved doing that, as much as Váli did not see, Fjor seemed obsessed with his mirror image at times. Perhaps, in an ever or never-changing body, that wasn’t all too strange. There had been years he had been stationary and now, for the first time, he was once again considering altering.
But only if Váli would, too.
And that wasn’t that easy, no - Váli himself did not have these powers, they would need to implore his father and, Fjor, as far as imploring father figures went, didn’t have his hopes set on the fact Floki would actually hone their request. He did not care that Angie had told him, multiple times, that he would respect his son’s happiness. Vidar had never respected Fjor’s, either.
“Should I grow a beard?”
A shrug of his shoulders came in reply. Váli did not mind the idea of beards ----- not at all even. He had a past or two where he has sported them himself. Stubble or a full, P R O P E R beard- it did not really matter. Whether it was a good look on him or others he couldn’t tell, of course, but the feel wasn’t one he would find himself complaining about.
❝ Not opposed to a B E A R D, if that is what you are asking- ❞ he offered with a small && amused hum rising from his throat. He had made himself comfortable on the edge of the bathtub- for how much one could actually be comfortable in a place like that. He liked to Fjor’s musings, no matter what they were about.
They were together for a G O O D reason.
❝ You know you don’t have to ask me, right ? ❞
