The granton flat is eactly how they left it -- though someone's been in to dust the surfaces. Skye sways as they materialize, still unused to apparating, though he's quick to steady and pull precious close
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"So hey yourself," he replies, dropping the bag alongside Skye's bundles and wrapping him tightly in a hug. There is time for other things but now there's a kiss and an embrace that he's missed for what feels like entirely too long.
"You're getting to be a pro at not getting dizzy when we travel. Not everyone can stand it, you know. "
He plants a kiss on Skye's nose and goes to finds glasses for the whiskey.
Skye lets his hands linger at the small of Fred's back, hesitates just a moment before releasing him to the kitchen. Smiles to watch him go.
"Seems like too long since we've done this, huh?" he murmurs vaguely as the whiskey bottle's twisted open, as precious comes close enough to touch again -- fingers sliding into his hair.
"Think I'm always gonna prefer drivin'," he laughs, bright as he pours them each a generous measure.
"I can't get used to driving. Maybe sometime we could go fly. If I can get my hands on a decent broom..." He falls silent for a moment, sipping the whiskey a bit too quickly, then leans for a simple kiss.
"Too long," he agrees, holding out his glass for another splash. "But everything good happens here, so its okay."
"Y'know, I do know some wizards other than you. I could have 'em buy a broom for you, if you want. We could go flyin', "Skye offers mildly, splashing whiskey from the bottle until their glasses are full almost to the brim -- a proper drink's in order, he decides. "I like travelin' by broom; a friend of mine took me once."
"Yeah, we've had some of our best nights here, huh? Just you and me, nothin' to get between us." And the prospect of another night alone with precious has his whole face lighting up with something not unlike rapture. "Just you and me," he repeats, softer in tone this time.
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"You're getting to be a pro at not getting dizzy when we travel. Not everyone can stand it, you know. "
He plants a kiss on Skye's nose and goes to finds glasses for the whiskey.
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"Seems like too long since we've done this, huh?" he murmurs vaguely as the whiskey bottle's twisted open, as precious comes close enough to touch again -- fingers sliding into his hair.
"Think I'm always gonna prefer drivin'," he laughs, bright as he pours them each a generous measure.
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"Too long," he agrees, holding out his glass for another splash. "But everything good happens here, so its okay."
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"Yeah, we've had some of our best nights here, huh? Just you and me, nothin' to get between us." And the prospect of another night alone with precious has his whole face lighting up with something not unlike rapture. "Just you and me," he repeats, softer in tone this time.
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