Open: All that you are is a face in the mirror

[vineleaves]

That was certainly a weird dream. If he hadn't experienced everyone else being ...weird alternate versions, he wouldn't think anything of it, but considering the fact that he had, he is now wondering if it happened to him, as well.

First order of business though is of course checking on Mercutio, to make sure he is back. Once that particular fear is gone, he decides breakfast is in order, then he should check up on the garden. Hopefully today will be normal and uneventful.



If anyone would like to speak with regular Dionysus now that he is no longer an AU, feel free! Or honestly if you just want to talk to him anyway, that's fine too.

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[vineleaves]

Nope, too bad, he's still thinking about his play. "Étienne! Oh, Étienne, sweetheart, this means we know each other's plays! Isn't that precious?!"

[sagramore]

The knobs of his spine are barely visible, in contrast to the orgy, when Dark had just ended and he had lost far too much weight. Now there are obvious muscles in his back, and the dress is actually a bit tight to zip up. "I assume he was adorable."

[futaille]

"Well, I doubt I know yours as well as you probably know mine."

[vineleaves]

"That's fine, I don't know much at all about your book, so there's that. We'll just gloss over those parts and focus instead on how cute we are, knowing each other's stuff." He goes on his tip toes and kisses Grantaire again, one hand going through his hair.

[vineleaves]

He presses a kiss to the highest part of Sagramore's back he can reach while they're both standing before he finishes zipping up the zipper all the way.

"Ugh, you don't even know. He was so damn hot."

[futaille]

He returns the kiss, of course, grateful for the excuse not to have to actually say anything in response.

[sagramore]

"We'll have to do this together some time. Be thy ladies in waiting."

[vineleaves]

“… That would — that would be a very good — yes.”

[vineleaves]

“Let’s go sit under there,” he points to where he has made an arch of grapevines, almost like a gazebo but lower, to where you’d basically need to be sitting (or laying) to fit underneath, “and make out.”

[futaille]

He laughs a little. "I knew I came outside for a reason."

[sagramore]

"Art thou enjoying the picture?"

[vineleaves]

This is truly just his lucky day. He gets to have garden kisses? Amazing, unparalleled, perfect, lovely, 10 out of 10. He grabs Grantaire's hands and all but drags him over to it.

[futaille]

He laughs as he's dragged along. "So this is the secret purpose of gardens?"

[vineleaves]

"You could say that." He wraps his arms around Sagramore's waist.

[vineleaves]

"I've not been doing my job if it's a secret purpose," he laughs as he crawls under the arch and basically pulls Grantaire on top of himself.

[futaille]

Another laugh as he settles and then he just gives Dionysus a kiss.

[vineleaves]

Dionysus slowly plays with Grantaire's hair as they kiss. It's really rather perfect, he thinks. Getting to spend time with his sweet beloved, dappled bits of sun coming through the vine leaves above them. Perfect.

[futaille]

He smiles around each kiss. "Very clever of you to grow this."

[vineleaves]

"Mmhmm. I can be clever sometimes. When it comes to gardens." And making out in gardens.

[futaille]

"I think you can be clever when it comes to a lot of things. Which is good, because cleverness is delightful when properly applied."

[vineleaves]

"I guess you're right. I have invented a few things, after all."

[sagramore]

Sagramore laughs, leaning back against him. "Thou wilt never get to see how this looks at this rate." He doesn't sound like the idea bothers him.

[futaille]

Another kiss. "Are there any inventions I don't know about yet?"

[vineleaves]

"Well," more kisses. "What all ones do you know about?"

[futaille]

"Wine, obviously, theater, also obviously. Small garden nooks for kissing. What else?"