A Hazel Eyed Haze (p)

Cypress' heart sank. "Okay, I'll, uh, do that, then. We can meet up in three hours or so." He tried to hide the disappointment that was trying to show on his face. Maybe he just needed some time to think? Yeah, that had to be it. The son of Demeter slowly backed away, stepping up on his cabin's stairs. "Bye, Iain..."

Cypress knew that something was really off. He slowly made his way toward Iain, but stopped when he felt like he came too close to Iain. "How was training?" He asked curiously. "I, uh, I wanted to check up on you, bring you some food, but I didn't see you so I assumed that you just went to the bathroom so I left you alone."

Cypress immediately wrapped his arms around Iain's neck and rested his forehead on his chest. He took in Iain's scent and tried his hardest not to seem to worried about him. He hated the fact that Francios got to him. "That's good, I'm glad that you, uh, got some studying in." The son of Demeter sighed heavily and looked up at Iain. Gods, did he love those hazel eyes. They reminded him of a mystical wheat field with a green sky. He was definitely falling for him. Hard.

Blush suddenly came to his face when Iain took it upon himself to lift his shirt to look at the tattoo. It still hurt from last night, but knew that it was what he wanted. Cypress slowly turned around so that his back was to Iain. "...Why don't you take a better look?" He asked in a whisper. Honestly, he just wanted to feel Iain's breath on his neck again.

Cypress smiled when eh turned around and rested his hand on Iain's chest. He loved how tall he was and how stoic and strong he could be at times, then gentle at others. He bit his lip and rested his other hand on Iain's chest. His eyes searched Iain's for what felt like an hour before pulling his gaze away. "...Do you want to cuddle while you teach me magic?"

"That works too. I like learning about magic." Cypress laughed too and hugged Cypress back. The son of Demeter followed Iain back towards his bunk and bit his lip. He wondered if Iain knew how to cuddle. "Uh, so, are you -- do you like to be the...big spoon or the small spoon?" He asked curiously.

Cypress smiled at Iain. "Okay, you're the big spoon. So you lay down first, then I cuddle up next to you. Sound good?" He asked with a wide smile.

Cypress laughed a little and smiled. He slowly crawled Iain's arms, pressing his back against his chest and resting the side of his head on his forearm. It felt nice. Almost natural to be in Iain's arms. Taking in a deep breath, he slowly turned so that he was on his stomach with his hips popped up. "Okay, read to me Dumbledore."

Cypress laughed a bit, but listened to what Iain had to tell him about the story. The more he talked, the more comfortable he became in his arms. The son of Demeter could feel himself nodding off, so he repositioned himself so that his back was against Iain's chest again. "Tell me about plants that have magical properties."

The son of Demeter chuckled in both glee and awe at the book. He ran his fingers over the cover of the large book before turning it a few pages. He become immediately engrossed in the Ancient Greek work of magic literature. "Woah...this is wonderful." He flipped the page and continued reading.

Cypress smiled at the kiss and couldn't help, but to giggle. He liked little things like that. The son of Demeter bit his lip and turned his face and kissed cheek, then the side of his nose. He took it a step further and kissed his jaw before going back to reading. "This is very interesting, Iain."

Cypress shivered when he felt Iain's hand on his tattoo. Without saying anything, Cypress reached for Iain's hand and rested it on his tattoo. He bit his lip and went back to reading. "Oh, really? That the gods for it, then." He laughed a bit, looking over his shoulder at Iain, then back at the book.