sholmes catchall

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[ The understanding. ]

So... Would you like to move in with me for the week?

[ Why does this sound like a marriage proposal?

Btw, when they got close to each other before, Finley crawled over to her girlfriend. ]

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...Yes. I'd love to.

[WHY *DOES* THIS SOUND LIKE A MARRIAGE PROPOSAL]

[Irene is more than happy to reach a paw up to bap at the head of her girlfriend, playfully.]

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I look forward to waking up to your face each day.

[ Doesn't that actually happen a decent amount with them? Shhh. It's different when it's just the two of them alone in their own space for an entire week.

Finley nuzzles at Irene, maybe a little sulky. Why didn't you come over and comfort me earlier, dear? ]

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Taking the words out of my mouth, my dear.

[This is very gay. Love this for them.]

[And Irene just paps Finley again. Because the stinky old man was thinking about what he was hearing, that's why.]

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Should we move your stuff now or later?

[ Honestly, they deserve this.

Dumb old man. Finley relaxes to cuddle girlfriend lovingly. ]

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We can move it now. I don't see why not.

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[ He plants a soft kiss on Sholmes' jaw at that and nods. Honestly, even with admitting that and getting his guilt out? He stills looks tired. It's not even that late in the day. ]

I wouldn't even mind spending curfew with you there...

[ He mumbles softly, but nudges him with his nose a bit. Let's go get your stuff. ]

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Hmm. We could certainly arrange that.

[He'll shift to give a proper kiss to his lips, casual, before drawing back. His fingers lift to tickle under his chin before he turns.]

Let's get it all.

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[ He shivers a little at the tickle, draping his arm over Sholmes' shoulder, cuddling up to his side, more or less. PS. He is wearing this by now. Forgot to mention.

Finley offers her back to her lovely girlfriend, as usual. ]

I look forward to it.