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[thewidewideworld]

Sinric comes through the door dancing and laughing, all joyous flirtation and golden charm.

Until the door closes behind him. The mask drops away and he leans heavily against it with a sigh.

Sinric drags himself tiredly to the couches, meaning to rest for just a moment before he goes upstairs to wash and sleep properly. But the couch is so very comfortable...

Find him dozing by the fire.

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[thewidewideworld]

He doesn't nap for long, waking with a soft yawn and fluttering lashes. "Oh dear. Forgive me, my dear friend. I didn't mean to fall asleep on you so."

[cook_the_rude]

Hannibal chuckles.

"I don't mind," he says. "You needed it and you are very sweet to look at when you sleep. I should draw it."

[thewidewideworld]

"I would be glad to model for you." He smiles sleepily. "As long as you don't mind if I snore."

He takes a slow deep breath, "I should go up to my room and get some proper rest."

[cook_the_rude]

Hannibal leans over to kiss him warmly.

"Find me tomorrow?"

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric sighs into the kiss, his tongue teasing the bow of Hannibal's lips. "Very gladly."

[cook_the_rude]

"I am looking forward to it," Hannibal says. "Now go, find your bed and your Vikings."

[thewidewideworld]

"I don't even know if they're here." He pulls himself up, stealing another kiss. "When I'm clean and rested, I'll seek you out. I have much to describe to you."

[cook_the_rude]

"I wil,be about," Hannibal says, "and offering breakfast."

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric laughs warmly and leans in to steal a lingering kiss. "Till morning, my dear Hannibal."

He turns back at the base of the stairs to smile again before heading for his room.

[cook_the_rude]

Hannibal smiles at him until he is gone.-