i’ll get to a starter call soon. but rn im needing to hop back over to my main boys and get some things cleared out there first. but dont worry. adams coming back yall
okay drafts have been cleared out. I’m sorry to anyone waiting on stuff but the 60+ drafts weren’t getting done given that they looked like a big scary fricking ticking time bomb. i’ll work on a few bits and pieces , re-doing my tags and stuff, making sure my theme is a-ok, doing a bit here and there. but i need to jump onto the others and do some stuff before i properly come back to adam
Belle was awake, but she didn’t want to open her eyes– it had been a dream, she was sure. How could any of it have been real? The curse, a beast who turned into a prince, how she’d fallen for him and how he loved her, too. It was like something in her books, something she only got to read about. Upon opening her eyes, however, she found herself staring up at a canopy far too intricate to be her own, silk sheets caressing her skin. It was real, she reminded herself, smiling as she slipped from the bed and pulled on a dressing gown.
Padding quietly through the castle, she marveled at how different everything looked now, how beautiful it all was. Much as she wished to find the library, Belle found herself wandering to the West Wing, nudging the door open as silently as she could before peeking inside. A smile curved her lips when she saw Adam was still fast asleep. While she knew it wasn’t entirely proper, she didn’t much care given that she’d seen him die barely a day ago and the urge to be close to him was greater than the need for propriety. So, she pulled at the covers and slipped into bed beside her prince.
if he was truly HONEST , he wasn’t quite sure the last twenty-four hours had happened . he was convinced that gaston had killed him . that he had PERISHED a monster . but no , as his eyes flickered now && then up to his canopy . not a nest . fingers that stretched out in front of him were human && not claws . it was still so surreal to him . if adam could he would have stayed up the whole night to just revel in being himself again . but mrs potts had put them to bed . mostly concerned given all that they had been through .
he had been dozing , only slightly , when belle entered his room , ignoring all sense of propriety . at first adam considered it to be a dream . then he felt his bed shift down , as if gaining weight then felt her slip beside him . he rolled onto his side to see her lying there next to him .
‘ you know , your father will have my head MOUNTED on a wall if he finds out about this . ‘ adam told her softly .
He’s always wanted a dog of his own. He’s been bothering his mother for years about it. But now he finally found one that loved him more than anything. It was almost like love at first sight type of thing. Chip nodded. He may as well confess now. “Well, if she asks, I think it’d be nice if she knew you’d be okay with it. I mean, it’s your house.” More like castle but still. It was like a home. “Yeah! That’s what I think! And he’s really sweet and he won’t cause any trouble, I’ll make sure he doesn’t!”
he thought for the longest moment before giving a slight nod . ‘ i can understand your reasoning . ‘ he said . ‘ i have no issue with it , i assure you . so long as you look after it well && clean up after it . ‘ he gestured for a moment . ‘ be that as it may , this castle is also YOUR home . ‘ adam sat back on his chair . ‘ i can speak to your mother if need be . but it may be more beneficiary for you to do it instead . ‘
“ what a tempting thought. “ to be free, weightless, unbound and light once more– and yet….
“ i think, however, i would miss it. pain included. “ without pain, how could they feel pleasure? bad and good, they were both necessary, in their own ways.
“ to be heartless, to not feel at all. that would be a curse. “
adam was QUIET as she spoke , almost musing to herself on how it would feel to be almost borderless . he nodded . ‘ i suppose , ‘ came the reflection touching the edges of his voice . ‘ without pain … the very absence of it would make one wonder , && remind us of humanity . ‘
he paused at the word ‘CURSE’ , thinking deeply of his own . his eyes trailed her . ‘ that was me . ‘ he said with some finality . ‘ heartless because i did not desire to feel pain any longer . ‘
“cute, but tha’ leaves ya t’ do th’ most o’ this shite.” harriet quirked an eyebrow like she’d seen her father do countless of times before. “oh believe me, y’highness, y’ain’t seen me grumpy. if y’think this is grumpy, y’ain’t seen nowt’ yet.” then again, he was older than her. he was right about that, but harriet had been forced to grow up fast and sometimes felt as if she had an old soul living inside her young body.
adam gave a half - hearted shrug when she summarised that he now had to do most of the work . ‘ well , ‘ he said quietly . ‘ i have ben && belle to help me . ‘ he gave a wry chuckle . oh he had seen his fair share of grumpy . helped perpetuate some of that emotion too .
