July Challenge - Day 17

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from Moonson Poem

So much of monsoon is to do
with being overcome —not from longing
as you might think,

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King of Bones, Vitry/Keshan/Miri

[kalloway]

Keshan woke to the sound of voices, though it took him a moment to place them and himself. Oh, this was not his bed nor his room, but Vitry's, and surely that meant-- Yes, Vitry and Miri already cheerfully, softly, discussing the day's plans. Or, at least, the day's breakfast.

He opened his eyes slowly, shifting beneath blankets that had been tucked on both sides of him. Had he been sleeping that deeply? Keshan blinked, trying to remember what--

Oh.

"So you are going to join us this morning?" Miri said before Keshan could at least properly feign sleep while he collected himself.

"If I didn't have a meeting in just a bit, I would have been tempted to linger with you," Vitry admitted, a soft smile on his face. Still, they were both back on the bed quickly, even if not in it. Vitry kissed him first, warm and confident. And Miri second, quickly and with a smile.

Neither seemed to be put off, at least, by the previous evening's events.

"I fell asleep," Keshan finally managed, mortified but knowing it better to put it to words. "I'm sorry. I--"

Both Vitry and Miri just laughed.

"You earned it!"