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"That sounds nice," Barry told her, removing his hands from her hair and instead intertwining their fingers. "You should sit in my lap more often. It's comfy."
"That sounds nice," Barry told her, removing his hands from her hair and instead intertwining their fingers. "You should sit in my lap more often. It's comfy."
Kasey blushed deeper, if that was possible from her heat-induced red cheeks. “Mm… Sure. It is nice.”
"I'm glad you agree." He cupped her jaw with one hand, traced the curve of her bottom lip with his thumb.
Kasey quickly kissed his thumb before he could move away, smiling at him softly. “So… Blankets? That involves one of us moving, love.”
Barry let out a tiny groan, his head drooping. "Suddenly, I'm beginning to think that we're better off without them."
“I mean, I’m still pretty warm, so I guess we could just sit here until we’re ready to make food,” Kasey suggested with a shrug.
(Should we skip to more camp stuff?)
(Sure. How about a few days later it storms? They could… read to each other? I’m sure Kasey would have brought a book.)
(sure, good idea
also, after the camping trip, could one of them get sick so the other has to take care of them?)
(That would be cute~! Who's turn is it? I think it's Barry's…)
(Yeah)
Barry retrieved their thickest, warmest blanket and wrapped it around both his and Kasey’s shoulders, pulling her close. Rain repeatedly struck the roof of their tent, the deafening sound enveloping them in a chilly cocoon.
"Well… There go all of our plans for the day," Kasey sighed as she snuggled closer to Barry. "Much as I love the rain, it really puts a damper on things, doesn't it?"
“Yeah,” he agreed, stifling a small sneeze. “And we’re in a tent. And it’s cold. But it’s okay, I can warm you up.”
Kasey blinked and glanced at him, her eyebrows raised in slight curiosity. "Oh? And how do you plan on doing that?"
(Oh, I just remembered that Kasey and Harper don't really get sick… Like, ever… For some reason, they have a heightened immune system that they get from their powers.)
(Oof got it
Maybe Barry gets sick?)
“By hugging the crap out of you. And kissing you, of course.” He grinned, bumped his nose against hers.
(That's what we had planned, right?)
"Ah… I see," Kasey murmured, her cheeks reddening slightly at the comment. She booped his nose with hers in return to the bump.
(Wait wdym?)
“No complaints, I hope?” he teased, reaching up to tuck a lock of hair behind her ear. “We could do a repeat of yesterday…”
(…weren’t we planning to have Barry get sick…?)
Kasey blinked and blushed harder. “We could, yes… It would definitely help with staying warm…”
(….. we were? You mean, right now..?)
He chuckled quietly, repressing another shiver and beginning to toy with her hair. “Did you bring any books?”
(Oh, no. When they get back. Right?)
“Of course I did,” Kasey said, grinning slightly. “They’re behind me, though.”
(… I don’t remember on it being planned beforehand)
“Maybe.. you could read aloud?” he suggested in an almost shy tone of voice.
(sure, good idea
also, after the camping trip, could one of them get sick so the other has to take care of them?)
(^^^ ?)
Kasey blinked and smiled at him, pressing a quick kiss to his lips. “Sure, babe. I can do that,” she said softly, carefully pulling away just enough that she could grab one of the books from her backpack. “Does [insert book title because I’m too lazy to think of one] sound good?”
(Oh I thought you meant planned beforehand in a PM or something)
Barry peered at the cover. “Sure. What genre is it?”
“It’s fantasy. Is that okay?” Kasey wondered, looking back over at him.
"Yeah, sounds great." Smiling, he held out his arms to her. "C'mere."
Kasey grinned and moved into his arms once again. She snuggled into him, turning so she was facing away from him, before beginning to read…
I jumped onto my horse and raced away as quickly as possible. I needed to get out of there. My parents, the king and queen of the kingdom of Starlace, had done something terrible: they had betrothed me against my wishes, and to a man that I didn’t even know! Well… I didn’t know him now. I had apparently met him when I was three, but that didn’t matter now.
I rode until the sky started to turn dark, then stopped and looked around, surprised. I was in the woods flanking my castle. These woods were a terrible place to be. There were rumors of giant wolves, as large as a pony. To get back home, I needed my compass. It was a gift from the captain of our ships, whom I took lessons from. It was a great gift because who knew when you might get stranded on your own in the dark? Just like I was, now…
(what book is this?)
Barry let his eyes fall shut as she read, slowly coaxing her onto his lap so he could hold her better. The words washed over him, the sound of rainfall dimming in comparison.
(That’s my own book. Lol. It’s not the best…)
Now all I wanted was to get home. Thankfully, I had those lessons from the Captain. Home should be north of here, as the woods were south of the castle. Knowing that, I turned my horse around and rode him in the direction that I hoped would bring me home.
After riding for what felt like hours, I started to hear shouts and trumpets. Riding out of the woods, I saw my castle. My parents were standing in front of a crowd of soldiers, giving them directions. It sounded like they were sending out a search party for me.
“Stop!” I yelled as I rode out into the open, “I’m right here!”
As I got closer, I saw my mother look up at me with tears in her eyes and nudge my father. He looked up, and my mother buried her face in his shoulder.
(Do you want to skip to whentheyre done?)
(No, it's good lol)
(yeah sure)
(wait what time is it rn?)
(I think it was morning, so it'd probably be late afternoon?)
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