Llewellyn lingered by the door, watching Rhy carefully for a reaction. Some kind of sign that he hadn’t missed the mark when he’d come up with the idea and provided the thoughts and vague design he had in mind to the shop.
At Rhy’s exclamation, though, he felt something relax in him. The tension leaving his shoulders as he carried the curtains the rest of the way into the room to set on the mattress carefully, not wanting to drop everything on the floor (though he’d cleaned it thoroughly earlier). “So you like it then?” He asked, a pleased flush on his face as he tilted his head at his husband. “I wanted you to have something fitting that went well with all the lovely things you’ve come up with for the house…”
He chuckled lightly, “And here I was, fussing for most of the afternoon about what to do without bed curtains for it. So the timing of this thoughtful gift is both mysterious and lucky.”
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At Rhy’s exclamation, though, he felt something relax in him. The tension leaving his shoulders as he carried the curtains the rest of the way into the room to set on the mattress carefully, not wanting to drop everything on the floor (though he’d cleaned it thoroughly earlier). “So you like it then?” He asked, a pleased flush on his face as he tilted his head at his husband. “I wanted you to have something fitting that went well with all the lovely things you’ve come up with for the house…”
He chuckled lightly, “And here I was, fussing for most of the afternoon about what to do without bed curtains for it. So the timing of this thoughtful gift is both mysterious and lucky.”