Things we worry about...
When I got home today, I found Kana trying to decide on a dress for the ball at the Harvest Festival, so I got to have a bit of a fashion show while she chose one. But I had something else on my mind.
Maglor: *is trying to decide what she should wear for Turu's masquerade ball*
Ecthelion: It looks like your closet exploded.
Maglor: It does that sometimes.
Ecthelion: Well, if I get a vote in whatever you're choosing, I chose the red one. ;)
Maglor: *laughs* You always do.
Ecthelion: I am predictable and easy. *smirks* And I know what I like.
Maglor: *presses her lips together - that one's way too easy to pick on - and keeps looking through her dresses*
Ecthelion: *moves some dresses aside, and sits on the bed* What are you looking for?
Maglor: I'll know when I find it. *holds up an orange dress, looking it over*
Ecthelion: *shakes his head slightly, then catches himself*
Maglor: *notices* What?
Ecthelion: Nothing. >.>
Maglor: Say it, lover.
Ecthelion: *laughs* It's not red. I know, I know, I'm sorry!
Maglor: *laughs* You are so obsessed.
Ecthelion: *nods at the black dress* Well, I like that one too!
Maglor: This one? *holds it up* But it's a bit too sombre for a ball.
Ecthelion: Pretty though. *points* How about that blue one?
Maglor: Hmmn. *picks it up to look at it*
Ecthelion: See? I can pick something besides red. *grins* Or maybe we should go shopping and find something new for you to wear.
Maglor: *laughs* You're just hoping I'll take you looking for lingerie.
Ecthelion: Maybe?
Maglor: I've already got a lot, honey. And it's not like I ever end up wearing it for long.
Ecthelion: True, true. But new ones are always a nice treat.
Maglor: They won't be a treat if we get them all the time. Oh. I should wear this one. *carefully pulls out a dress and holds it up against her chest*
Ecthelion: *eyes it* I like it, yeah.
Maglor: Even though it's not red?
Ecthelion: ...is this a trick question?
Maglor: Of course not. *starts undressing so she can try the dress on and see if it needs any alterations*
Ecthelion: I like it, even though it's not red. *enjoys this part*
Maglor: Okay. *models the dress for him*
Ecthelion: *admires* It looks good, baby.
Maglor: You think so? *sets a hand to her stomach* I dislike how much my belly is starting to show.
Ecthelion: I love that, actually. But you can't really see it that much with that full skirt.
Maglor: *small smile* You're really getting into this ada-thing, aren't you?
Ecthelion: *smiles back* I guess I am. You don't mind?
Maglor: Should I? I did ask you.
Ecthelion: I know, and I'm glad. I just don't want to be... overeager, I guess.
Maglor: Ah. I don't mind. It means a lot to me that you want her.
Ecthelion: *nods* I do. As much as I want you.
Maglor: *blushes* Thank you, Lio.
Ecthelion: I love you. *smiles* Now. What am -I- going to wear to this ball?
Maglor: Nothing. *smirks*
Ecthelion: Just a mask? *laughs*
Maglor: Or maybe we can do that -after-.
Ecthelion: How about right now? ;)
Maglor: I don't have a mask, yet.
Ecthelion: Ah, well. We need to get masks then.
Maglor: We will, yes. No rush, though.
Ecthelion: Maybe I'll wear that new jacket you got me.
Maglor: That could be nice. Would we match enough? I might have to get you another that matches my dress.
Ecthelion: Hmmm, maybe.
Maglor: I mean, everyone needs to realize that we are there together.
Ecthelion: Heh, even in masks? Aren't we supposed to be disguised?
Maglor: In theory. Everyone knows who everyone is, anyway.
Ecthelion: *grins* Then by all means, let us match.
Maglor: Even if they don't know who we are, I still want them to know you're mine?
Ecthelion: *grins* Showing me off? Are we going to have our matching tattoos by then?
Maglor: It's hard to see that under formal clothing, anyway.
Ecthelion: *laughs* Well, as long as everyone knows we belong to each other.
Maglor: Yes. That's the important part.
Ecthelion: *flops back on the bed, looking up at the ceiling* Kana? Do you think you'll want to marry me at some point?
Maglor: ....marry? *bites her lip*
Ecthelion: Yeah. *totally not looking at her* No pressure. Just asking if you think about it.
Maglor: I haven't. At all. *softly* I know where you fit in my life and I'm happy with that.
Ecthelion: Okay. *equally soft* I think about it.
Maglor: *goes over to sit next to him and strokes his cheek* I've never thought it a necessary thing.
Ecthelion: *turns to look at her, puts his hand on her belly* Even with a family?
Maglor: I... *shrugs* Look at my parents.
Ecthelion: *kisses the palm of her hand* We're not your parents.
Maglor: I know. *mostly, is scared things will change somehow*
Ecthelion: *watches her face* Okay.
Maglor: *rests her head against his chest* I love you.
Ecthelion: I love you too. *kisses her hair* I want to marry you, but only if you want it.
Maglor: I... I don't know. Let me think about it?
Ecthelion: Baby. *strokes her* hair I'm not going anywhere. Think about it however long you want. And if the answer is no, I'll understand.
Maglor: *nods and nuzzles, is worried but shoves it down so he can't see* I'll think about it.
Ecthelion: *tilts her head up to kiss her* I'm serious. Don't worry about this. It's not meant to be pressure. And I'm always going to be in your life, and Lit's, however you want me.
Maglor: *kisses him back, offering him a small smile* I know.
Ecthelion: *repeats* Always. *kisses again* I'm happy with what we have right now, okay? Don't think I'm not.
Maglor: *nods and nuzzles, will dwell on this later*
Ecthelion: *sighs, and worries a bit too*
Maglor: *is trying to decide what she should wear for Turu's masquerade ball*
Ecthelion: It looks like your closet exploded.
Maglor: It does that sometimes.
Ecthelion: Well, if I get a vote in whatever you're choosing, I chose the red one. ;)
Maglor: *laughs* You always do.
Ecthelion: I am predictable and easy. *smirks* And I know what I like.
Maglor: *presses her lips together - that one's way too easy to pick on - and keeps looking through her dresses*
Ecthelion: *moves some dresses aside, and sits on the bed* What are you looking for?
Maglor: I'll know when I find it. *holds up an orange dress, looking it over*
Ecthelion: *shakes his head slightly, then catches himself*
Maglor: *notices* What?
Ecthelion: Nothing. >.>
Maglor: Say it, lover.
Ecthelion: *laughs* It's not red. I know, I know, I'm sorry!
Maglor: *laughs* You are so obsessed.
Ecthelion: *nods at the black dress* Well, I like that one too!
Maglor: This one? *holds it up* But it's a bit too sombre for a ball.
Ecthelion: Pretty though. *points* How about that blue one?
Maglor: Hmmn. *picks it up to look at it*
Ecthelion: See? I can pick something besides red. *grins* Or maybe we should go shopping and find something new for you to wear.
Maglor: *laughs* You're just hoping I'll take you looking for lingerie.
Ecthelion: Maybe?
Maglor: I've already got a lot, honey. And it's not like I ever end up wearing it for long.
Ecthelion: True, true. But new ones are always a nice treat.
Maglor: They won't be a treat if we get them all the time. Oh. I should wear this one. *carefully pulls out a dress and holds it up against her chest*
Ecthelion: *eyes it* I like it, yeah.
Maglor: Even though it's not red?
Ecthelion: ...is this a trick question?
Maglor: Of course not. *starts undressing so she can try the dress on and see if it needs any alterations*
Ecthelion: I like it, even though it's not red. *enjoys this part*
Maglor: Okay. *models the dress for him*
Ecthelion: *admires* It looks good, baby.
Maglor: You think so? *sets a hand to her stomach* I dislike how much my belly is starting to show.
Ecthelion: I love that, actually. But you can't really see it that much with that full skirt.
Maglor: *small smile* You're really getting into this ada-thing, aren't you?
Ecthelion: *smiles back* I guess I am. You don't mind?
Maglor: Should I? I did ask you.
Ecthelion: I know, and I'm glad. I just don't want to be... overeager, I guess.
Maglor: Ah. I don't mind. It means a lot to me that you want her.
Ecthelion: *nods* I do. As much as I want you.
Maglor: *blushes* Thank you, Lio.
Ecthelion: I love you. *smiles* Now. What am -I- going to wear to this ball?
Maglor: Nothing. *smirks*
Ecthelion: Just a mask? *laughs*
Maglor: Or maybe we can do that -after-.
Ecthelion: How about right now? ;)
Maglor: I don't have a mask, yet.
Ecthelion: Ah, well. We need to get masks then.
Maglor: We will, yes. No rush, though.
Ecthelion: Maybe I'll wear that new jacket you got me.
Maglor: That could be nice. Would we match enough? I might have to get you another that matches my dress.
Ecthelion: Hmmm, maybe.
Maglor: I mean, everyone needs to realize that we are there together.
Ecthelion: Heh, even in masks? Aren't we supposed to be disguised?
Maglor: In theory. Everyone knows who everyone is, anyway.
Ecthelion: *grins* Then by all means, let us match.
Maglor: Even if they don't know who we are, I still want them to know you're mine?
Ecthelion: *grins* Showing me off? Are we going to have our matching tattoos by then?
Maglor: It's hard to see that under formal clothing, anyway.
Ecthelion: *laughs* Well, as long as everyone knows we belong to each other.
Maglor: Yes. That's the important part.
Ecthelion: *flops back on the bed, looking up at the ceiling* Kana? Do you think you'll want to marry me at some point?
Maglor: ....marry? *bites her lip*
Ecthelion: Yeah. *totally not looking at her* No pressure. Just asking if you think about it.
Maglor: I haven't. At all. *softly* I know where you fit in my life and I'm happy with that.
Ecthelion: Okay. *equally soft* I think about it.
Maglor: *goes over to sit next to him and strokes his cheek* I've never thought it a necessary thing.
Ecthelion: *turns to look at her, puts his hand on her belly* Even with a family?
Maglor: I... *shrugs* Look at my parents.
Ecthelion: *kisses the palm of her hand* We're not your parents.
Maglor: I know. *mostly, is scared things will change somehow*
Ecthelion: *watches her face* Okay.
Maglor: *rests her head against his chest* I love you.
Ecthelion: I love you too. *kisses her hair* I want to marry you, but only if you want it.
Maglor: I... I don't know. Let me think about it?
Ecthelion: Baby. *strokes her* hair I'm not going anywhere. Think about it however long you want. And if the answer is no, I'll understand.
Maglor: *nods and nuzzles, is worried but shoves it down so he can't see* I'll think about it.
Ecthelion: *tilts her head up to kiss her* I'm serious. Don't worry about this. It's not meant to be pressure. And I'm always going to be in your life, and Lit's, however you want me.
Maglor: *kisses him back, offering him a small smile* I know.
Ecthelion: *repeats* Always. *kisses again* I'm happy with what we have right now, okay? Don't think I'm not.
Maglor: *nods and nuzzles, will dwell on this later*
Ecthelion: *sighs, and worries a bit too*