du_vallon: (dimples)
du_vallon ([personal profile] du_vallon) wrote2015-09-09 08:33 pm

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Wearing the scarf that had been purchased for him last year, Porthos has managed to recreate his outfit as best as he could. It's not exact and it's hardly the same (honestly, he doesn't remember much about the night beyond the scarf, the food, and Aramis bending down on one knee while the land passed by). It's all those things he's glad to recreate as he settles onto their table on the boat, fidgeting as if he's expecting yet another proposal.

Like an eager child at a party, Porthos' eyes are casting about everywhere they can, desperate to find the waiter for champagne, though he remembers to check in with Aramis, because being at sea (even so limited) can't be enjoyable for him. "Are you okay?" he murmurs quietly. "Should I get you something stronger to get your mind off the water?"

He's practically bouncing from eagerness, so happy to be back as he is.
afineseamstress: (Adoring.)

[personal profile] afineseamstress 2015-09-10 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
Aramis laughs, wondering if he will not have to secure Porthos in his chair lest he wriggle free of its hold and possibly even gravity itself. "I am not bothered," he says. "I have enough happy memories of this place that it could not make me feel ill."

Smiling, Aramis takes Porthos' hand across the table, providing them both with an anchor. "It is a nice evening," he says for the setting sun. "Just as last time."