grumpy affectionate starters. // accepting.
@ovisac said : “I crave your affection, but I crave your silence even more– shut up.”
pouting should have been beneath him. between forcing himself through the door like some stray cat in the snow, even leaning over his lap while he focused on whatever was scribbled on those papers — octavo couldn’t even begin to fathom what was written on them, and nor did he really have any interest to. at least, vis had been trying to focus, and admittedly octavo did have a habit of prattling on until it became maddening.
there was a huff, the end of it muffled by his mouth pressing contemplatively against vis’ thigh. a rather biting case of, the more things change the more they stay the same. and still, was he none too fond of being told to shut up, no matter what levels of affection laced those words.
mischief prodded his thoughts, quickly oiling the gears of his mind. pout turned to an impish grin.
“in that case, you get neither.”
he stood to remove himself from his lap, and pushed himself up and onto the edge of vis’ desk to sit, although at least with the care enough to make sure he wasn’t disturbing any papers.
“really, you should get your ears checked,” he snorted, “most find my voice soothing. there are plenty out there who would be thankful to have me offer them idle conversation as they worked. and you — you squander one of hyrule’s most treasured voices, you know —”