Baein ☆ (
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[ baein has been busy the past weeks, cooping himself up in his little cottage when he hasn't been to the treehouse to welcome the new life into the world along with everyone else. and he already left something behind for the little one, but the truth of it all is that's not the only gift he's been preparing.
it feels like it's the only thing he can do.
christmas isn't really something he ever celebrated back when he was still just baein, stuck going to a university for a degree he didn't care for. when jasper and princess were the only bright things in his life, and thinking back on that time now it feels so long ago and a little faded, if not a memory with his boyfriend in it. now... now jasper is there, but also not, and baein is so melded with the forest he never quite feels alone in a sense of the word. (until he does feel a little lonely sometimes.)
the ruinwood is his home. and it's made him part of it in a way he'd never anticipate in his life. and yet, it still doesn't feel like it's finished with him.
back to the present, it is yuletide, christmas, or more importantly now than ever, it's the time around the winter solstice, and baein emerges from his hidey-hole with a bundle of soft things in his arms, heading for the treehouse. (maybe it's also to steal a hug from someone. what? he's touch starved half the time he's alive and he just wants a cuddle please and thank you.)
this time around, he knocks on the door with his elbow instead of walking right in, hands too occupied trying to balance the load in his arms. ]
Whoouups—
[ he stumbles slightly with wide eyes before righting himself, and then calls out. ]
Knock knock~!
it feels like it's the only thing he can do.
christmas isn't really something he ever celebrated back when he was still just baein, stuck going to a university for a degree he didn't care for. when jasper and princess were the only bright things in his life, and thinking back on that time now it feels so long ago and a little faded, if not a memory with his boyfriend in it. now... now jasper is there, but also not, and baein is so melded with the forest he never quite feels alone in a sense of the word. (until he does feel a little lonely sometimes.)
the ruinwood is his home. and it's made him part of it in a way he'd never anticipate in his life. and yet, it still doesn't feel like it's finished with him.
back to the present, it is yuletide, christmas, or more importantly now than ever, it's the time around the winter solstice, and baein emerges from his hidey-hole with a bundle of soft things in his arms, heading for the treehouse. (maybe it's also to steal a hug from someone. what? he's touch starved half the time he's alive and he just wants a cuddle please and thank you.)
this time around, he knocks on the door with his elbow instead of walking right in, hands too occupied trying to balance the load in his arms. ]
Whoouups—
[ he stumbles slightly with wide eyes before righting himself, and then calls out. ]
Knock knock~!
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He steals one more kiss and leans around him to take his tea back so he can finish it. Stays closer than they had been before. ]
Ill-meaning creatures don’t think.
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[ yes, bae has fought the darkness from beyond the forest, and it doesn't seem to be having a conscious mind in that way, but then again, it's doing what it knows: it devours.
he returns the kiss lightly, and then relaxes against the fox beside him. ]
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You’re strong enough to take care of yourself but I’m here just in case.
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That's mutual.
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You’re cute.
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Hello pot, I'm kettle.
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Hello Kettle.
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[ there's no heat behind it, and baein drains the last of the tea in his cup before he puts it away on the table before he goes to gently jab koa in the side. ]
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[ there’s another little tug before he jolts away from the little jab with a tiny yelp. ]
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[ baein blinks up at him, and then he smirks. ]
Oho. Are you ticklish?
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[ Yes. He absolutely is ticklish. Don’t exploit this in front of strangers, please and thank you. ]
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[ he holds up both hands his time, wiggling his fingers. ]
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[ it’s said in that You wouldn’t dare tone and he’s already slowly creeping further away on the bed. ]
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[ baein grins brightly, unmoving, hands still in the air as he cocks his head to the side innocently. ]
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…dammit he’s too interested. ]
You won’t chase me.
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Oh? You want me to chase you now?
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[ don’t LOOK at it!
It just moves a little faster as he slides a little more away… ]
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[ baein purses his lips in thought, hands slowly lowering sheepishly(?). ]
Silly of me to think that.
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Why are you stopping? ]
Yeah……………silly.
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Gotcha!
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But he is now…a fox-burrito anyway and couldn’t move without accidentally hurting the other so he just wiggles a little in a lame attempt to get away…
Except Bae is cute…and his ears turn pink. ]
…well…it seems that way.
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the blonde is also moving his hands so he can try and tickle koa, finding whatever spots work. ]
Not letting goooo~
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Koa wriggles the best he can and when a spot is found there’s a sharp laugh and his ears slide backwards in embarrassment but he snorts in amusement anyway. ]
Ack! Bae!
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