Edwin Mercier (undercovergoth) wrote in zenithrp, @ 2017-08-11 00:46:00 |
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Entry tags: | #day 089, edwin, oliver |
Who: Oliver, Edwin, and puppies!
When: Around 9AM
Where: Oliver's room
As it turned out, the way to escape to brush his teeth before Oliver tried to kiss him was to pile puppies in his lap. Edwin learned that after wiggling his way out of Oliver's grasp, after his daily complaint that he was still too gross to kiss. Oliver had never given any indication that he cared, but that never kept Edwin from feeling like Oliver deserved better than gross morning breath. This time, though, Edwin just had to reach down to the foot of the bed, drag over Charlemagne, and place him in Oliver's arms. Hedi, and the visiting Bearbear, were quick to join with a little bit of verbal coaxing, and Edwin quickly slipped into the bathroom to make his mouth feel less furry.
Today was cold, though, and Edwin didn't stay out of bed for long. It had been warmer the night before, he was sure, when they had set the thermostat. He didn't like sleeping in clothes, but he was starting to realize that he probably would have to, even with Oliver wrapped around him and providing him with body heat. This place was getting pretty damn cold, and when he emerged from the bathroom, teeth brushed and face washed, he also had a dry towel wrapped around his arms, to do Oliver's job until he was able to get back into bed.
It was upon his return to the bed that he regretted putting the puppies into Oliver's arms. "Hey, you're in my spot," he told Charlemagne, pretending to pout even as he reached a hand out from under the covers to pet the puppy. Then Hedi. Then Bearbear. Puppies were needy.