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FILL: Vilkas/F!DB: "Lovers' Knot" 41/?

[(Anonymous)]

When she's warmed up a bit, they reluctantly draw back from each other. "Time to go inside?" he asks. "We've a long ride ahead of us tomorrow."

She nods with obvious reluctance, nose scrunched up. "Don't I know it," she sighs, leaning into him as they head towards the gate steps. "Another journey, another week of being saddle-sore."

He laughs. "Best get you in, then. At least we'll have a soft bed for one more night."

"Mm." They walk together up through the center of town, and as they pass by the Warmaiden's, Miri stops suddenly. "Oh, by the way--hold on," she says, pulling her bag off of her shoulder and rifling around inside. "Where...ah, there it is." She emerges triumphant with a key, chewing on her lip as she hands it to Vilkas.

"What's this?" he asks, turning it over in his palm. "A key?"

She nods carefully. "It's, um," she says. "It's one of two keys to...my new home."

His brow knits, and then clears as she gestures to the door of the Breezehome. "You bought it?" he asks wonderingly, and she quickly nods a confirmation. "I've only been inside it once," she warns, "Lots of dust and cobwebs and other unpleasant things...but I'm buying furnishings for it soon. And I know you want to stay in Jorrvaskr," she adds hurriedly, "I'm not--trying to change your plans, or anything. But I've wanted a home of my own since my quest began, and--eep!"

Vilkas scoops her up into a deep kiss, twirling her around in front of the doorstep. "Miri," he says, overcome--the enormity of the gift, the trust in their budding relationship, in him...it's nearly more than he can bear. "I'll love it," he promises. "It's a solid, steady home. If a bit of cleaning and love is what it needs, then that's what we'll give it."

Her eyes widen, and then her face blooms into a dazzling grin. "Having given you a key, you've probably figured this out already," she says, "But...you're welcome, at any time. I want you to be able to feel at home here, too."

He grins helplessly back at her. "You've been inside already?"

"Only once, this morning," she admits, laughing as he sets her down gently on the front step. "Want to have a look?"

"Think I'll let myself in," he teases, sliding the key into the lock and then taking full advantage of the door to kiss her again as he slides the key in, steps backwards with her into the dim entryway.

It's...not much, but he can see why she likes it. His eyes adjust to the dark quickly, and he feels a sense of peace within the walls. It's dusty, for sure, but there's a sense of home and comfort radiating from the inside that he feels good about--a home that's missed having an owner.

There's a dip in the floor where old coals rest--a fire pit, then, ready to go--and a set of stairs suggesting an upper level as well. "Bedrooms upstairs?" he asks, and she confirms. "Yes, two of them," she says, "one for a housecarl, who I'll meet when we return, and the master."

"A housecarl." Vilkas raises an eyebrow. He isn't sure how he feels about that, her living alone with another. "Interesting." He scuffs his boot through a layer of dust. "Do you know anything about them yet?"

"I asked for another woman," she says, "Not that I couldn't be friends with a man, too, but I thought it'd be a little less awkward. Her name's Lydia, I'm told, but I'm afraid I don't really know much else about her yet." She reaches out for his hand, squeezes it excitedly. "I suppose I'll find out. I know she'll be working for me, technically, but I hope she and I can become good friends too."

Vilkas huffs a chuckle, relaxing and--maybe--feeling a little foolish for having worried. "I'm sure you will."

She hugs him, a quick squeeze, and then lets him go. "Alright, come on," she says. "We can spend more time here after it's clean and cozy. I just wanted you to see it first."

"I like it very much," he agrees. They step out the door and back onto the path, locking up behind them--"Not that there's much I need to lock for yet, but good to get into the habit, I think--" and slowly amble home to Jorrvaskr's halls.