No, for real, it had been an honest-to-goddess actual engraved invitation.
Sylvain had burst out laughing when it had dropped on his lap out of thin air, because leave it to his lover to get creative about setting this up.
He also knew better than to show up late. Even if the event in question was being hosted in his own lodge, tucked away on a snowy day. Knocking on the doorframe, he poked his head into the rooms he’d given Jesper for when he stayed here, amusement evident on his face as he steps inside and waves the paper in his general direction.
“What’s the occasion?”
Not that Jesper needed one. But he’s known his lover long enough now to tell when he’s Up To Something.
AU Event: when the god of love sends you an invitation…
Sylvain had burst out laughing when it had dropped on his lap out of thin air, because leave it to his lover to get creative about setting this up.
He also knew better than to show up late. Even if the event in question was being hosted in his own lodge, tucked away on a snowy day. Knocking on the doorframe, he poked his head into the rooms he’d given Jesper for when he stayed here, amusement evident on his face as he steps inside and waves the paper in his general direction.
“What’s the occasion?”
Not that Jesper needed one. But he’s known his lover long enough now to tell when he’s Up To Something.