Open: And they're gonna bend their branches down to lay their fruit upon the ground

[vineleaves]

Dionysus is in a kitchen, apron tied over a purple dress with vine details, singing to himself as he uses a melon baller to scoop out a watermelon. The large bowl next to him is already full of honeydew melon and cantaloupe, and he's got a few other ingredients nearby ready to add in once he's done with the watermelon. Mint leaves, some honey, some lemon juice, and some lime juice.

It has been quite an eventful time lately, but overall his life is pretty great right now.

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[futaille]

He kisses back, still tasting of smoothie.

[vineleaves]

He might taste of smoothie, but he also always tastes of wine to Dionysus, because of god powers and stuff, which does overpower the strawberry banana taste a good bit.

[futaille]

In that case he tastes of wine with vague hints of strawberry banana. "You're delightful."

[vineleaves]

He laughs. "Thank you, love."

[futaille]

"Of course." He has another sip of his smoothie. "So I was thinking perhaps a chandelier in our foyer."

[vineleaves]

“Do you — you still want to?” It’s a little unclear if he means “hypothetically have a foyer” or “permanently officially move in”. Could be both.

[futaille]

"Yes. Absolutely."

[vineleaves]

Dionysus grins, and then kisses Grantaire again, one hand going to his back and the other up in his hair. “I’m —“ he says when they part, “I’m very happy to hear that.”

[futaille]

He smiles wryly. "I haven't made you sick of me yet, so I figured it was a good sign."

[vineleaves]

“Of course not!” He kisses Grantaire again. “Same can be said in reverse, you haven’t gotten sick of me yet.” He assumes.

[futaille]

"The odds of that ever happening are vanishingly small."

[vineleaves]

Dionysus just sits there grinning for a half second — he’s really happy, okay? - then realizes he should probably do something other than just stare stupidly at Étienne’s face, and says, “So… what d’you think the most effective way of getting the mansion to combine them for us is gonna be? Should we, y’know, sketch it out first so we make sure we’re both picturing the same layout?”

[futaille]

"I suppose we could, although there's no guarantee that they'd give us the layout we picture..."

[vineleaves]

“That’s true. Do you think just asking nicely for them to put something together for us while we’re out would work, or do we need to try and be more direct about it?”

[futaille]

"It can't hurt to try, I guess."

[vineleaves]

"Oh great and, uh, wise -- do you think they'd like being called wise? -- wise mansion spirits," he says, sort of just looking off to the side, with his arms outstretched, "Please give us a foyer."

[futaille]

Grantaire is not nearly so formal about it. "Oh strange and unpredictable mansion spirits, you put us in one another's path so you had to realize this was a possibility. Help us out here, and be as idiosyncratic about it as you'd like."

[vineleaves]

"Oh, that's good," He says with a laugh. "...We should give them an offering. From the drinking game." This is possibly just an excuse to play the drinking game again, in a situation where he won't be worried about Sagramore the whole time.

[futaille]

He brightens immediately. "You are a genius. Let's go."

[vineleaves]

He quickly dumps all of the various dirty dishes and utensils in the sink - he can deal with those later if they still exist - and puts the fruit salad in the fridge for whoever wants some. "After you," he says, holding the kitchen door open for Grantaire.

[futaille]

He promptly saunters out of the room with a grin, turning to head to the bar with the drawing cups.

[vineleaves]

Dionysus grabs Grantaire's hand and laces their fingers together, holding it the whole time they're walking to the bar. He has been so happy ever since Grantaire agreed to move in with him, but there was this sort of looming fear in the back of his mind that maybe Grantaire would decide he didn't care for it all that much, and decide to move out at some point. Having confirmation that he does like living together as well, enough to agree for it to be a permanent choice, is making Dionysus feel so happy he could burst.

As they walk, he starts singing, "Ask me how do I feel, ask me now that we're cosy and clingin'. Well, sir, all I can say is if I were a bell, I'd be ringin'. From the moment we kissed tonight, that's the way I've just gotta behave. Boy, if I were a lamp, I'd light, or if I were a banner, I'd waaaaave..."

[futaille]

Dionysus bursting into song has become an entirely expected occurrence in Grantaire's life of late, so he just laughs to himself a little, squeezing his hand and starting to hum along as soon as he picks up the melody.

[vineleaves]

Dionysus is finishing up the song just as they get to the room. "I'd go ding dong ding dong ding," he sings as they're walking through the door. "So do we want to get our own drinks first and then draw for the mansion spirits, or should they get the first go and then we make our drinks after?"

[futaille]

"They should go first, under these specific circumstances."