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𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 ([personal profile] inventure) wrote in [personal profile] ordinar 2024-12-25 02:48 pm (UTC)

[ iris' eyes trace along the twinkling constellations he'd painted out on the ceiling overhead. none of them are accurate to the skies back home, nor the ones here. all made up of shapes familiar to their shared living space, and anything else that might have caught his fancy at the time.

he thinks of the state of the room when he's got here — how little lived in it looked. he thinks of wilhelm spending all his time in a space like that, how much lonelier it might have been because of it. ]


Yeah. I get that.

[ he spent a lot of time in his room, too.

anyway. enough of that, he thinks. iris rolls over onto his side, reaching out to shove at wilhelm's shoulder. (it probably does nothing.) ]


Dude. Were you ever gonna tell me you're a literal prince??

[ yes, okay, it clearly comes with a lot of baggage for wilhlem. but right now iris isn't meaning to invoke any of that. rather, from the faint glimmer of his eyes, it's clear this is less a "omg that's so heavy i'm so sorry" and more of a "wtf you're literal royalty that's so cool." perhaps here, in this safe little space they've carved out for themselves as two regular teenage boys just hanging out, it can be alright to separate the two, and celebrate something objectively awesome. ]

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