#//idk smth smth if sephiran had stayed in goldoa kurth would probably see him as more of a parent than his actual father

[goldoanheart]

a kiss on the forehead of one who is starting to fall asleep //au!

Though Kurthnaga was now practically an adult, both by laguz and beorc standards, Sephiran still thought of him as the little dragon prince who he watched grow up. It did not help that now, he was nodding off as he graded papers, the drowsiness bringing a childlike air. Catching him as sleep found its hold on him was something Sephiran was accustomed to, and he did so again. He gives a small kiss upon Kurthnaga’s head, before heading to find some cover for the young monarch- his monarch.

kisses! (yawn. envy sleepy, but still accepting?)

Kurthnaga blinks his eyes open hours later upon a stack of papers, a linger tingle upon his forehead. He must have fallen asleep while trying to grade, once again.

A blanket is draped gently around his shoulders, like it always was when he had fallen asleep late at night in the library. And he instantly knows who was here before he had nodded off - or rather, remembered seeing him here in his sleep addled state.

He was always so kind to Kurth, even when Kurth did foolish things or stumbled on his path. A man who had always been there for him even when his father had not been. A kind and gentle hand to guide him on his way whenever he had needed. Sephiran, as he was known here, though Kurthnaga had always known him as Lehran. He would have to do something in return for him sooner or later, to show his appreciation, but for now, he will breath simple words even if Lehran cannot hear them now.

"Thank you for your kindness... Papa..."