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It was all a blur. All Verdigris had intended with the introduction of the popsicle was a way to take Quincie's mind off of the whole 'Dad' business that he had gotten caught up in. He hadn't expected him to bite it out of his hand as his father cried out in panic, begging him to stop, before darting over to the nearest mud puddle and getting himself completely soiled. It hadn't even rained recently, how did he manage that?

Verdigris turned to apologize profusely to Levi before he was presented with the other man's red scarf and the question "Could you hold this for me for a second please? I don't want to get it muddy when I go to collect Quincie." Levi didn't seem angry, merely exhasperated with his son. It was a relatable feeling, Verdi thought as he took the scarf and watched Levi expertly wrangle Quincie out of the muck.

By the time Levi stood up, both him and Quincie were absolutely filthy, and Verdigris hesitated handing the scarf back over. That was bound to get it dirty, especially with Quincie still squirming restlessly. He caught sight of Cosmo in his periphreal vision, seeing her wrinkle her nose at the sight.

Luckily, Levi seemed to catch on quickly as to why Verdigris had not yet returned the beloved scarf. "Umm, well, could you maybe hang onto it for a little bit for me? I could come collect it when I see you again? I mean if I see you? Either that or yourself and Cosmo could come back to the cottage to drop it off? Or have some tea? Whatever you prefer."

Verdigris was surprised, thought at this point, he really shouldn't be. Levi was an incredibly patient man and hadn't seemed to get annoyed with him (not that he would care if he did. To know and make repeated contact with a Duskmaur is to accept that they were loud, proud, and blunt). But so soon after he had indirectly caused this situation (which, for once, wasn't his intention), he had expected Levi to at least need some breathing room.

Still...

"I would love to come for tea, thank you." Verdigris's ever-present smirk reappeared as he touched his hand to his chest in a way that conveyed that he was flattered by the invitation, "However, I do need to get my belongings back to the Rest, and you and Quincie look like you could use a bath at the bare minimum."

"That is definitely an understatement..." Levi chuckled sheepishly, shaking a bit of mud off of his hand, "Perhaps you can return it during dinner time? It's the least I can offer after you've been so kind to my son. Cosmo is more than welcome to join you."

"I'm not gonna go play in the mud. That's gross." Cosmo said dryly, looking up at Levi with an unamused expression.

Levi chuckled. "No mud, I promise. You and Quincie would be playing inside games only. And I'll have fruit as a snack, does that sound good?"

Cosmo pondered on the offer for a bit before looking up at Verdigris and using her 'big girl words'. "That's a good oction, can we do that?"

"Option, my dear." Verdigris corrected her with a smile before looking at Levi, "And that sounds like a lovely idea, I can bring bread as well, carry my weight as they say. No sugar this time, I promise."

"Sounds good. I'll see you around six then?" Levi chucked.

"We have a date." Verdigris said nonchalantly, internally kicking himself for the choice of words.

They exchanged goodbyes before Levi walked off, muddy Quincie in tow. Cosmo was chattering now about something or another, but Verdigris couldn't really tell what she was on about other than 'Quincie', 'Mud' and 'Weird'. He was far too busy looking at the scarf.

Wonderful craftmanship. He wondered if Levi had made it himself, or if he hadn't, where it had come from? Had it been a gift from someone important? Perhaps an impulse purchase that he later became attached to?

It was soft and smelled faintly of him. Verdigris found himself gripping it closer, acknowledging the warmth in his cheeks that was similar to the warmth he felt when Quincie had suggested him living with them. It could never happen, Levi had two children of his own, one of them grown. Verdigris had his own daughter who he was fighting tooth and nail to keep well-adjusted and happy. Levi was a well-established tailor, Verdigris was an entertainer. Levi was quiet, Verdigris was loud. Levi was kind, Verdigris was not.

Levi was surely spoken for (Why did he care?). Verdigris was still trying to forget who spoke for him (Why did he remember?).

"Daddy? Are you okay?" Cosmo was looking up at him now, worry lacing her tone. Verdigris gently patted her with his tail.

"I'm alright Starshine. Why don't you do get Julietta and your bag so we can head home?" Verdigris smiled at her, his young child didn't need to be burdened with any of the thoughts rushing through his head. Cosmo didn't look thoroughly convinced, but she trotted off anyway, keeping her eye on him as long as she could. He sighed softly as soon as she turned away, distracted by the runeboo that Verdigris had saved up months for to get her.

Verdigris held the scarf close again before smoothing it out and carefully folding it, making sure every thread was in place. He turned to go collect his own bags.

He had a crush.

...Fuck.
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Verdigris, tsk tsk, we've talked about the whole keeping-your-emotions-right-there-until-the-day-you-die.

Couple clarifications about one line in particular; the person 'who spoke for [Verdi]' is NOT June. Maumang and I agreed that the relationship between the two was non-canon after we split them. It is, infact, Lucy (Who is in turn NOT Orion). Lucy used to be June and Verdi's surrogate, now she's being reworked into Cosmo's biological mom who Verdi spent a drunken, not-too-pleasant night. Might draw her at some point, might not, idk, but she exists and is the reason Cosmo can still exist.

I drew this. way too quickly lol, sorry if this seems rushed but I wanted to get it out before I got caught up in other work.

Levi belongs to
Quincie belongs to

Description
Previous (I need to make a table of contents for this or something lol)

It was all a blur. All Verdigris had intended with the introduction of the popsicle was a way to take Quincie's mind off of the whole 'Dad' business that he had gotten caught up in. He hadn't expected him to bite it out of his hand as his father cried out in panic, begging him to stop, before darting over to the nearest mud puddle and getting himself completely soiled. It hadn't even rained recently, how did he manage that?

Verdigris turned to apologize profusely to Levi before he was presented with the other man's red scarf and the question "Could you hold this for me for a second please? I don't want to get it muddy when I go to collect Quincie." Levi didn't seem angry, merely exhasperated with his son. It was a relatable feeling, Verdi thought as he took the scarf and watched Levi expertly wrangle Quincie out of the muck.

By the time Levi stood up, both him and Quincie were absolutely filthy, and Verdigris hesitated handing the scarf back over. That was bound to get it dirty, especially with Quincie still squirming restlessly. He caught sight of Cosmo in his periphreal vision, seeing her wrinkle her nose at the sight.

Luckily, Levi seemed to catch on quickly as to why Verdigris had not yet returned the beloved scarf. "Umm, well, could you maybe hang onto it for a little bit for me? I could come collect it when I see you again? I mean if I see you? Either that or yourself and Cosmo could come back to the cottage to drop it off? Or have some tea? Whatever you prefer."

Verdigris was surprised, thought at this point, he really shouldn't be. Levi was an incredibly patient man and hadn't seemed to get annoyed with him (not that he would care if he did. To know and make repeated contact with a Duskmaur is to accept that they were loud, proud, and blunt). But so soon after he had indirectly caused this situation (which, for once, wasn't his intention), he had expected Levi to at least need some breathing room.

Still...

"I would love to come for tea, thank you." Verdigris's ever-present smirk reappeared as he touched his hand to his chest in a way that conveyed that he was flattered by the invitation, "However, I do need to get my belongings back to the Rest, and you and Quincie look like you could use a bath at the bare minimum."

"That is definitely an understatement..." Levi chuckled sheepishly, shaking a bit of mud off of his hand, "Perhaps you can return it during dinner time? It's the least I can offer after you've been so kind to my son. Cosmo is more than welcome to join you."

"I'm not gonna go play in the mud. That's gross." Cosmo said dryly, looking up at Levi with an unamused expression.

Levi chuckled. "No mud, I promise. You and Quincie would be playing inside games only. And I'll have fruit as a snack, does that sound good?"

Cosmo pondered on the offer for a bit before looking up at Verdigris and using her 'big girl words'. "That's a good oction, can we do that?"

"Option, my dear." Verdigris corrected her with a smile before looking at Levi, "And that sounds like a lovely idea, I can bring bread as well, carry my weight as they say. No sugar this time, I promise."

"Sounds good. I'll see you around six then?" Levi chucked.

"We have a date." Verdigris said nonchalantly, internally kicking himself for the choice of words.

They exchanged goodbyes before Levi walked off, muddy Quincie in tow. Cosmo was chattering now about something or another, but Verdigris couldn't really tell what she was on about other than 'Quincie', 'Mud' and 'Weird'. He was far too busy looking at the scarf.

Wonderful craftmanship. He wondered if Levi had made it himself, or if he hadn't, where it had come from? Had it been a gift from someone important? Perhaps an impulse purchase that he later became attached to?

It was soft and smelled faintly of him. Verdigris found himself gripping it closer, acknowledging the warmth in his cheeks that was similar to the warmth he felt when Quincie had suggested him living with them. It could never happen, Levi had two children of his own, one of them grown. Verdigris had his own daughter who he was fighting tooth and nail to keep well-adjusted and happy. Levi was a well-established tailor, Verdigris was an entertainer. Levi was quiet, Verdigris was loud. Levi was kind, Verdigris was not.

Levi was surely spoken for (Why did he care?). Verdigris was still trying to forget who spoke for him (Why did he remember?).

"Daddy? Are you okay?" Cosmo was looking up at him now, worry lacing her tone. Verdigris gently patted her with his tail.

"I'm alright Starshine. Why don't you do get Julietta and your bag so we can head home?" Verdigris smiled at her, his young child didn't need to be burdened with any of the thoughts rushing through his head. Cosmo didn't look thoroughly convinced, but she trotted off anyway, keeping her eye on him as long as she could. He sighed softly as soon as she turned away, distracted by the runeboo that Verdigris had saved up months for to get her.

Verdigris held the scarf close again before smoothing it out and carefully folding it, making sure every thread was in place. He turned to go collect his own bags.

He had a crush.

...Fuck.
-------------------

Verdigris, tsk tsk, we've talked about the whole keeping-your-emotions-right-there-until-the-day-you-die.

Couple clarifications about one line in particular; the person 'who spoke for [Verdi]' is NOT June. Maumang and I agreed that the relationship between the two was non-canon after we split them. It is, infact, Lucy (Who is in turn NOT Orion). Lucy used to be June and Verdi's surrogate, now she's being reworked into Cosmo's biological mom who Verdi spent a drunken, not-too-pleasant night. Might draw her at some point, might not, idk, but she exists and is the reason Cosmo can still exist.

I drew this. way too quickly lol, sorry if this seems rushed but I wanted to get it out before I got caught up in other work.

Levi belongs to
Quincie belongs to