Apparently space was what Casper needed right now. Whichever demon was haunting him was one that he had to face alone. Lin watched Casper leave and go upstairs to their bedroom. A moment later, he heard the unmistakable sound of someone practically falling onto the bed. he sighed. And looked up as Lapis came around the corner and meowed.
"I know, beautiful. But i don't know what's wrong either," he said, giving her a stroke behind the ears where she liked it. The cat purred for a moment before sniffing at the edge of a puddle of paint. He sighed again, pulling his way to his feet, though most of his body felt leaden.
"I guess we had better get things tidied up before you put a rainbow of pawprints through the place," he said, though the thought of a rainbow of pawprints would be a decorating choice that if he had been in a better mood he may have laughed at. he took out his wand and started to clear up the paint starting with the puddles on the floor before moving to the walls and attempting to get it off the paintings. He knew there were spells for it. And cas used them fairly often. it took him a moment to remember it, and the first picture he tried it on may have been a little too zealous with but he hoped that the one that looked like cas didn't like it was a rough concept sketch was indeed just a rough sketch. By the time he had finished, he was tired and calmer, and you could hardly tell that there had been a brown smudge on the seascape at all. Lapis meowed again, and he knew that meow well. He followed her into the kitchen and poured her a dish of food before cutting up an apple for Elg and clearing up the leftovers he had brought back with him. Then that was it. Anything else would have to wait until the morning. He picked up Casper discarded jacket and made his way upstairs. He was halfway up when a realisation made him freeze.
There was something in the pocket. He knew he shouldn't look. It was Caspers. But he couldn't help himself. The size and shape of it was familiar, almost the same as the question that had been sitting in his pocket all evening. He withdrew the box from the pocket and sure enough, it was there, a small box clearly home to some jewellery, a ring, or maybe a small pair of earrings. He tried to convince himself that is what it was. It was a birthday present for one of their sisters. Though he knew it was months until August when Willow, Tara, and Ivy all had their birthdays. Maybe Masie or the twins. However, he couldn't remember when their birthdays were. It was
a strange daja vu situation he could be two years ago, putting up Christmas lights and putting away washing when he found a box in Casper's pocket. The first time that the thought of marrying cas had entered his mind like a mustard seed building its roots for a year before sprouting and growing until where he was now.
He finished his way up the steps and could see a coccoon of blankets that he knew would hold Casper inside he hung the jacket up but kept the box with him surprised at how much force it took for him to not open it feeling a lot like pandora from the myth he had studied in English class half a lifetime ago. he sat on the side of the bed and reached his hand out towards the cassopiller taking a second to find what he was fairly sure was a shoulder and upper back he rubbed it gently.
"Casper are you alive and awake in there?" he asked his voice gentle as he rubbed what he hoped was Caspers back in a soothing motion.
Cas,