Person: @wintersaurora Location: free real estate emoji Sunlight streams through the blinds, painting Aurora's upper back in stripes of deceitful rays. It's her season outside, the sun is out but the air is crisp, he can feel it based on the gooseflesh prickling at the bare skin of his own upper body. Which makes it even harder not to just curl against her for warmth. But he knows if he does that, he's never going to actually leave bed and Farenduil has grown very fond of his mundane morning routine. Especially when she's involved in some way but he can't help, as he rolls over and practically faceplants his face to the back of her neck, consider that they haven't talked about this. Ever since that night before everything had seemed to change, ever since that kiss, they hadn't really talked about what this was, what it meant.