Head lifts some at the rumble of Reggie’s words, cranium cocking to the side as deep hues flick away from the textbook in front of him and an open notebook, pen pausing it’s motion of scrawling words. Letting utensil fall from fingers the swede then sits up straight in his spot, spine cracking ever so slightly from being hunched over so long.
Offering the other a smile, hand rises to card through unruly locks to push them out of the student’s eyes.
'Anything is fine really, älskar.’
'I said that if we were to go out, we could able to come home and hang out afterwards, if that sounds appealing to you.’ Ross gives out a short snort of mirth as the other half-heartedly glares at him from the couch. Feet press themselves against the floor and the blond rises from the chair, carefully pushing it back into it’s place after it’s vacated before he turns to face the cop, a hand making an ever so slight gesture as the swede pads over and looks down at the lounging elder; ‘You should know by now what I’d like to do when in your company, min älskade.’
Lazy cuddling including blankets and hot beverages while quiet muttered conversations were held in the graced privacy of the beanie wearer’s absence from the household. Perhaps kissing but that might not happen. Depends on if either the student or the akomish felt inspired enough to do it.
"Oh." He twiddles his thumb at his own lack of knowledge of the other language. He peers up when the blond stands, straightening from his spot and tipping his head upwards in question.
Eyes widen at the second sentence, ears prickling in heat as he looks away with a short cough. They never could do much—keeping the relationship quiet and away from loved ones. For obvious reasons. Delsin; they knew wouldn’t care aside from the immature ‘Ew don’t date my brother’ spout. But it was others. Salmon Bay was small, so the ideals were small. “Oh, ah…is that what you want to do?”
Theres a brief mumble of an amused word of swedish at the expected response from the other, amber sparks watching as the native’s ears didn’t fail him and turned a endearing shade of rose. He was perfectly content with the lax affections and hidden relationship, the less publicity the better. People had odd ideas about how things should be and some hated it with a passion just like Kelly.
Using gentle motions, slim fingered hands nudge the other’s legs out of the way so he could sit beside him before theres another quiet chuckle, leaning back and resting long limb on the armrest while head turns to view Reggie again. ‘Did i mention hanging out is code for -get over here and let me hold you-?’