[ he can feel it, brimming just under tristan's skin, the familiar hum of light and brilliance and divinity that's all specifically tris. not the same as dani's, or as nada's. how long as it been since he'd felt tristan's heaven touched magic, bury himself in his friend's arms and curl up to the pulse of it he'd known so well? so many years, and god, he hadn't thought it'd be this good to know it again. max surges forward, kissing tristan like he hadn't seen him in ages, fast and fierce, but pulls back a short moment after, bouncing on the mattress and holding his cheeks between his palms.
there is a moment of legit bed jumping. as much as he can while only half sitting up, at least. ]
Maybe lead with that next time, okay? Come on. [ because we're not going to just sit in his bed and chatter about it, okay. that defeats the point, and max is scrambling his way over tris to get out of bed, before grabbing his hand and pulling him out as well. ]
Let's do some fucking magic.
[ to the library, where a lot of their magic crap is kept (after maybe mixing up one too many cooking ingredients with eye of newt or whatever). ]
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there is a moment of legit bed jumping. as much as he can while only half sitting up, at least. ]
Maybe lead with that next time, okay? Come on. [ because we're not going to just sit in his bed and chatter about it, okay. that defeats the point, and max is scrambling his way over tris to get out of bed, before grabbing his hand and pulling him out as well. ]
Let's do some fucking magic.
[ to the library, where a lot of their magic crap is kept (after maybe mixing up one too many cooking ingredients with eye of newt or whatever). ]