"Then we'll go together," She reassures him, shifting as Ben moves so as not to topple off of his back, "Once a week should work well, we can do it at mine if you'd like? Now Mum and Dad know it'll raise less questions and once Mum notices that you're growing, she'll probably want to keep an eye on your joints."
Sadie snorts into his shoulder, "Well I'm glad that that's become an unexpected benefit of us sharing a bed. You know I thought you were some sort of insomniac when we first met because of how tired you always looked right?"
Careful not to force Sadie to compensate too much, Benjiro releases her hand and eases slowly back into laying fully prone to allow her to return onto his back should she choose, and he responds in agreement, “That sounds like the safer option. I have my height from the summer and after October recorded, so at least we have something of a baseline.” If an incomplete one. Should her mother insist on monitoring his joint health through the process, he won’t refuse.
Benjiro raises a brow at her insightful assessment, “That obvious, huh?” he says before he simply chuckles and crosses his arms under his head to get more comfortable. Doing so however brings one hand onto the upper portion of his other arm, and the feeling of it, makes him realize something else as he uncurls them almost immediately. Height may not be the primary factor to force him to change out his wardrobe in the coming months.
“I know that you discarded the receipts from Christmas but we might want to make use of that nice formal outfit you bought me sooner rather than later.” To demonstrate his point, he slides one arm out to the side and makes an effort to curl his arm, which makes his biceps noticeably more prominent than had been visible last month. Regrettable as the short lifespan of those clothes might prove to be, he would be remiss to not have taken at least one opportunity to wear that particular outfit, “So…any inclinations as to where I should book a reservation?”
Sadie is happy to remain settled on Ben's back, purring happily as she listens to his heartbeat, "Good... And we've figured out how tall you should get," She reminds him gently, "We can keep and eye and make sure it's not a dangerous rate of growth."
Sadie tucks her head down slightly even as she smiles, trying to hide the sad edge of the expression. Who knows how much longer they would be able to date out and about in Mossgate. At least they still had out of town but still...
The flex certainly catches her attention away from the somewhat depressing potential future, her purr dropping deeper in response and her ears wiggle, "If we have to sacrifice the suit youto the good cause that is your arms then it will have fulfilled its purpose. But honestly, I'd like that Ben, I think you should pick where we go this time. Surprise me."
“More or less... 210 centimeters is the low end of an estimated range based on what I can recall,” he admits with some hesitancy. After what he experienced at the junkyard and his subsequent recovery, he is not certain how fast a dangerous rate would have to be in order to stress his body to injury without prior damage present.
Benjiro misses that sad edge to her smile as she hides behind him, but he certainly hears the drop of pitch in her purr. Cheeks warming, he chuckles softly and relaxes his arm down. Head turned to the side and laid flat, he shuffles a little to find a good position for his arms and starts to settle, the muscles in his back softening. Faintly nodding, he replies, “Then I’ll chart out the options and rank them. Who knows… Maybe we can work in two.” A pause, then he snerks softly, and jokes, “I suppose I could always remove the sleeves if that’s the only limitation.”
Trends and fads have always passed him by, and sleeveless tops tend to be reserved only within a private setting. Granted, he may have to learn how to sew before much longer to avoid resorting to that solution. For now, his mind is already busy creating an initial list of possible restaurant locations around Mossgate that might pass as a formal dining experience.
At the question of her position, he considers with a low hum then answers, “I like where you are.” Something about her warmth and weight on his back is rather soothing, and he encourages her towards sleep, “Sweet dreams, Sadie...”
“Love you too,” he replies with his voice relaxed and a little deeper for it. He lingers awake a short time longer after he recognizes her rhythms of sleep, then succumbs to the temptation of a peaceful rest.
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Date: 2019-03-30 05:48 pm (UTC)Sadie snorts into his shoulder, "Well I'm glad that that's become an unexpected benefit of us sharing a bed. You know I thought you were some sort of insomniac when we first met because of how tired you always looked right?"
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Date: 2019-04-01 07:57 pm (UTC)Benjiro raises a brow at her insightful assessment, “That obvious, huh?” he says before he simply chuckles and crosses his arms under his head to get more comfortable. Doing so however brings one hand onto the upper portion of his other arm, and the feeling of it, makes him realize something else as he uncurls them almost immediately. Height may not be the primary factor to force him to change out his wardrobe in the coming months.
“I know that you discarded the receipts from Christmas but we might want to make use of that nice formal outfit you bought me sooner rather than later.” To demonstrate his point, he slides one arm out to the side and makes an effort to curl his arm, which makes his biceps noticeably more prominent than had been visible last month. Regrettable as the short lifespan of those clothes might prove to be, he would be remiss to not have taken at least one opportunity to wear that particular outfit, “So…any inclinations as to where I should book a reservation?”
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Date: 2019-04-07 07:38 pm (UTC)Sadie tucks her head down slightly even as she smiles, trying to hide the sad edge of the expression. Who knows how much longer they would be able to date out and about in Mossgate. At least they still had out of town but still...
The flex certainly catches her attention away from the somewhat depressing potential future, her purr dropping deeper in response and her ears wiggle, "If we have to sacrifice the suit youto the good cause that is your arms then it will have fulfilled its purpose. But honestly, I'd like that Ben, I think you should pick where we go this time. Surprise me."
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Date: 2019-04-08 03:25 pm (UTC)Benjiro misses that sad edge to her smile as she hides behind him, but he certainly hears the drop of pitch in her purr. Cheeks warming, he chuckles softly and relaxes his arm down. Head turned to the side and laid flat, he shuffles a little to find a good position for his arms and starts to settle, the muscles in his back softening. Faintly nodding, he replies, “Then I’ll chart out the options and rank them. Who knows… Maybe we can work in two.” A pause, then he snerks softly, and jokes, “I suppose I could always remove the sleeves if that’s the only limitation.”
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Date: 2019-04-10 12:19 pm (UTC)Sadie yawns, "Are you alright with me here, or do you want me to move before I fall asleep?"
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Date: 2019-04-10 04:54 pm (UTC)At the question of her position, he considers with a low hum then answers, “I like where you are.” Something about her warmth and weight on his back is rather soothing, and he encourages her towards sleep, “Sweet dreams, Sadie...”
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