Seeking domestic get-together first time shadowgast fic? Here ya go!
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Excerpt:
“So, where are you heading next?” Caleb asks. “Back to the Grove?”
“I think I'm tired of gardening for now. Would also, frankly, like a non-vegetarian meal.” Essek shrugs. “I’m not sure where I’ll go. I have no plans.”
Caleb hmms. Come stay with me, his alcohol-muddled brain insists. “Wherever you go, I’m sure you’ll find something.” I have a spare room. “And if you have business in Rexxentrum, I’m always available for a visit.” There’s a library, and a laboratory—
Essek smiles. “I’ll be sure to take you up on that. If you have time for me in between your teaching and constantly annoying the entire Dwendalian government.”
“Don’t forget inspiring light sedition among the youth.”
“Naturally.” Essek curls his long fingers under his sharp jawline and leans on the arm of the chair. He has a dusting of silver freckles along his cheekbone, like a pale galaxy, or the stars in a beacon. Caleb wonders what colors his skin would turn if he brushed his thumb along that line.
The song changes to something slower and more melancholy; something a bard played when the night had drawn on and the candles were falling low. A slow waltz.
“Dance with me,” Caleb’s tongue says before his brain can stop it. “If you want.”
Essek’s mouth falls open, and Caleb’s stomach falls with it. But then the corners of his mouth curl up and his eyes crinkle, and he says, “With you? Anything.”
