Joseph
Romeo's eyes rolled to the side, while still leaning against Ametrine's side nearly completely relaxing his heavy wings from the flight. "You did gave me the shivers there on the plaza tho- I could ask you just the same where that distant staging from the day before went~" At the nuzzling Romeo lifted his head and burried his snout under Ametrine's chin while drooping his ears in comfort. "Now don't be like that-" He poked him with his talon in his chest "-I bet you'd enjoy some fancy time with me, no? And- I ain't that well in cooking like you are, so somehow I gotta please *My skywing* If it's not with music." Romeo reached some of his things to his talons as well- would actually help him carry those, but the hurrying body language kinda gave Romeo a sign as if he shouldn't follow him everywhere-... "Listen- im sorry if now other dragons will spread assumptions about us, but- just know that I couldn't care less. They can point their tails at us all they want... As long as it doesn't chew on your well-being... Im fine with having only one dragon to share a word with." Romeo's eyes looked calmly, but with seriousness and trust into Ametrine's as he finally let go off his tail- slightly setting a reminder to not hold a dragon that normally would have a short temper by their tail... Still, kinda cringing at the thought he liked how his talons where held together by his tail's grip. Romeo sighed, sat down in front of him lowering his gaze a little "Fair- then I'll clean up the mess my musical performance made in your kitchen~" He grinned slightly, watching as the skywing slandered down the corridor. "Oh and-...Don't be so prideful and call for me if you need help with anything, good?" He threw a soft smile after Ametrine, maybe he'd see that even behind his back Romeo would still smile at him with the same lovely warmth as many times when his eyes were on him.

Piece by piece Romeo shoved his talons through his case, already sorted and read the scrolls that were given to him, from invites to events till offers for a steady job in taverns, bars and restaurants. Some papers were kept simple, seemingly written the moment Romeo has started his performance, some were detailed and carefully formed and looked pretty much noble. The Sandrain then placed all bottles of wine into free space of those shelves specialised for holding alcohol bottles in a fancy laying way. Eventually he'd also found space for the baked goods, but he didn't really know where to put all these coins and jewellery. Some fit into one of his waist-bags, but the case barely got less filled. At this time Romeo was thinking back at how many dragons exactly where there at the plaza, how many dragons did it take to fill this entire case. Obviously Romeo wouldn't count each coin, still he found a nice wooden carved figure which held his position while playing his guitar frozen in act. That particular item made Romeo grin, someone took their time to cut slice a wooden piece until it matched his looks. Somewhat Romeo had to think about Ametrine again... Who took his time as well to draw him so beautifully. His gaze faded from the wooden figure to the painting Ametrine did. Several minutes must've passed as Romeo inspected each detail of it- despite his song being just a bit longer than 5 minutes, and about double the time it took to handle all these dragons that reached out for him- it was impressive how beautifully it actually got... Maybe even more than the first. Romeo felt as if Ametrine had troubles showing him affection like he did, and he could see at the painting how most dragonet in the back had less detail, were slightly more blurry and didn't got as much sunshine on them as himself.

Before Romeo could overthink it his subconscious pushed him down the corridor, he tried being as quiet and stealthy as possible as he lurked around the corner, thinking if he should observe Ametrine for a while or knock at the door's frame. Romeo felt impressed by the sice of that room in comparison to the others... And how many destroyed canvas and scraps of destroyed supplies laid around. And then the Sandrain felt how his heart became heavy- he read the suffering Ametrine must've gone through by looking at each new group of burned or ripped canvas pieces.
Anna
Ametrine merely snorted at Romeo's teasing about where the distance he had put between the two of them before had gone, his ears still pointed in Romeo's direction as he spoke- eyes darting to the talon pointed firmly against his chest and a blush forming on his face when Romeo called him '*His skywing*' - the statement made his cold heart thump just a little harder. "F-fine - perhaps... *Maybe* - but don't count on it and don't say I said *Yes*... Besides- it's nice cooking for someone else." He mumbled softly as his gaze hardened at the sandrain musician. He turned and took Romeo's talons in his and pressed the side of his snout lovingly against his love's. "I *Told* You - I don't *Care* What other dragons say... It's not about them, it's about *Us*. I... I haven't let myself get this close to anyone in many moons - Romeo. I'm still so uncertain - still so scared. If I let you into my heart now - can I be sure it'll be forever?" His voice and expression looked lost, afraid with subtle undertones of desperation. Every romance before this turned out the exact same way - but the way he gripped Romeo's talons said he never wanted to let go - but alas - he had duties to attend to - a room to clean, organize - and try to make look as if a slob didn't work in it. He flicked his tail at Romeo dismissively when he offered to help and disappeared to complete his little cleaning task. 

His head was swirling with thoughts - worries and uncertainties. He had to calm himself down with a few deep breaths as he processed everything all at once- his feelings, how he should act on them - when and how he should worry about telling his parents about this *If* He was going to tell them about it at all - maybe he could just get away with never seeing them again like he had always planned... Yes- that sounded perfect- but- what if Romeo *Wanted* To meet them? That complicated his train of thought as he glanced around the room which was scorched almost completely pitch-black save for so

Me spots in the corner. The artist still wasn't certain if he felt inclined to giving into the emotions that felt like they were clawing up out of his throat all at once. Was this the right decision? Should he tell Romeo how he felt? Pft- it was already obvious how he felt, but he was barely able to put it into tangible, articulate words. Eventually - he settled on giving it a try - one *Last* Time. If this didn't work out, he was done with dragons forever and he was going to lock himself in his mountain home for the rest of time itself... He was going to admit to *Himself* That he had feelings for Romeo... Not just feelings, but *Romantic* Feelings... And if he admitted it to himself, he was going to have to admit it to the sandrain too. He silently bit his tongue - not afraid of what he'd say - not afraid of rejection, but afraid of *Himself* - what if he hurt him? How was he going to fix his jumbled mess of emotions and be a *Good* Partner? He pressed a talon against his head and let out a sigh - thinking back on their moments in the plaza - the way Romeo shined brighter than the sun in the sky, surrounded by adoring fans - but never once taking their adoration of Ametrine's. 

Despite Romeo's attempt to be stealthy the sound of his talons clacking against the stone floor alerted Ametrine to his approach. He gripped the broom handle he was holding tightly- almost with enough force to snap it- but not quite. "I *Know* You're there, Romeo. Come in- I... I think we need to talk - I think I need to talk to you." He sounded nervous as he found a spot in front of a large, stained glass window - his eyes meeting the musician's as he stepped into the soot-covered studio. Once he made himself comfrtable - A new shade of red filled Ametrine's face. "Romeo... I've only known you for a day - but it already feels like I've known you for a lifetime. I'm... I'm going to skip all of the *Stupid* Romantic ridiculousness and say- I love you - okay?"
Joseph
It was like a current ice spike piercing Romeo's stomach as he got caught spying into a room he had a feeling that Ametrine didn't wanted him to be in there. "O-of course-" After recovering from his *Goosebumps* -in this case flickering reddish spots on his neck- Romeo laid his hears down as he slowly walked towards Ametrine, looking meanwhile to his sides and seeing what mess it was here- Romeo felt more of a desperate need of hugging this skywing... Cause he has witnessed combined rage with sadness from his mother once before, coming home to a mess of bottle shards and wine spots everywhere on the walls. He could imagine a scene where Ametrine drew in one moment... And just a blink later as if someone switched a switch he would slam the frame against the wall, shooting a blast of fire after it. As soon as Romeo reached Ametrine in front of the couponed window, watching how those different fragments of coloured glass would throw colourful beams of light at them- again being fascinated that he still wasn't dreaming... 
Romeo gazed up at him, already predicting- or better said hope for what would come next -just as Ametrine finally confessed what has been on his mind. The butterfly effect, that what seemingly spread stronger and stronger through Romeo's stomach up into his chest. After Ametrine's confession an uncomfortable silence followed... Only lasting a handful of seconds but felt like eternity. "You- you said it-!" Eyes don't lie. And that's a fact, it's impossible to fake such a reaction that Romeo struggled holding on a leash. His eyes filled with tears at the same time as a wave of read spread over his snout and down his cheeks. The confidence could still be held up, couple of shivery breaths cutting off Romeo's sentence before he gazed back up into Ametrine's eyes- those longing for Love eyes... Eyes Romeo had missed since... A very long time. "Th-this may sound terribly selfish now-..."

Romeo sniffed as he dared to take Ametrine's talons into his, holding them tight up against his chest- reviling not only a slight shiver but also a realised pulse, a beat that seemed fasten. "...-but I've been actually waiting for you to tell me that first... I wear hoping and- I just wanted to make sure you're actually feeling the same... I feared I'd be *Too quick* With telling so I waited until..." The Sandrain paused again, then deciding to burry his snout under Ametrine's chin. "...Forget it. Just don't doubt my words *My precious skywing*-" One of Romeo's talons reached up to Ametrine's face, holding it gently while stroking in a soft movement with his thumb over his ear. Since Ametrine has confessed -what Romeo apparently didn't have the guts to confess yet- his voice sounded like slowly colliding over the tears of happiness that this pathetic emotional hybrid felt... Pathetic, maybe, but honest. "...I've locked you into my heart already. Since last night in fact- it was so odd feeling it in an instance for a stranger you were back then... So I apologise for all the *Stupid romantic ridiculousness* I just threw at you and-" The other talon raised itself to Ametrine's face as well, stroking over his cheek and focused both their snouts on each other once again. "*-i love you too*".

The beams of colourful light blazed through the shards down at their faces as Romeo intended another kiss. He close his eyes as he let his talons sink from Ametrine's cheeks down to his shoulder's holding him against himself while- continues my kissing him for an incredible long time-
Romeo remembered how each day his father used to come back home with a small gift for his wife. It could've been anything, from a bottle of wine, to a self carved wooden figure till classic formal flowers... And a kiss to any of those presents. Romeo settled this for himself, whenever he'd be in the city he will always invite Ametrine on a pleasing snack, or a fine dinner... Or if he's alone bringing him something that might remember him that when Romeo said he loved him that he meant it. Subconsciously Romeo's tail searched for Ametrine's tail once again, curling itself around it as soon as it found what it desired. After that ridiculous long time Romeo leaned back just a bit, his curly red hair falling into his face as he still held a calmer eye contact with *His skywing* "Before we start cleaning up here- and no I am not gonna leave you alone with all this -could you compete with me again?" A goofy smirk slipped from Romeo's hilarious soft and still whiny voice as he intended to what Ametrine *Played* At the Plaza.
Anna
The tension in the air was so thick it could be cut with a knife - but as Romeo's emotions spilled over into joy within a matter of moments, Ametrine couldn't help but feel absolutely *Ridiculous* - but perhaps in the best way possible as he struggled to hold eye contact with the sandrain - weakly smiling as if he'd never smiled before in his entire life - his wings flaring out just a smidge - denoting his anxiety and perhaps the need to feel a little larger than he was because of it. "Heh.. Yeah... I said it." It was difficult to denote whether he adored or despised the feelings that hit him all at once like a tidal wave of suppressed feelings he'd buried were coming back from the dead with a vengeance. The feeling of Romeo's talons in his shattered him from the dwam he'd found himself stuck in - his new love bouncing with energy - tripping over his words in a state of excitement Ametrine had *Never* Seen in all of his years.

Romeo spoke so fast and with so little clarity, the artist couldn't help but chuckle and squeeze his talons. "Three moons over the mountain, calm *Down* - you're making even my imaginary audience blush you dreadfully romantic idiot~" He held the musician gently - resting his chin on top of his head with a soft smile. "It's... Okay - I appreciate that you waited for *Me* To say something - it was probably for the best. If you'd struck a nerve when I wasn't in the right state of mind, I might've rejected you out of my own sense of pride and self that I've been trying to hide away from the entire world *Before* You - so it wasn't selfish, it was considerate." It still made his heart skip when he was called 'his skywing' - probably something he'd never get tired of hearing and something that'd never cease to soften his heart - even if he was upset. 

With his snout in Romeo's talons, he chuckled and brought his own up to wipe the growing tears away from the corners of the sandrain's eyes. "I thought I was being silly - now look at you, confessing

That you had feelings even last night. You are a *Very* Pathetic hybrid... But now, you're *My* Pathetic hybrid." He rolled his eyes at how sappy and stupid it sounded coming out of his mouth - it was going to take time to get used to- along with the kissing. Once Romeo pulled away with that roguishly handsome smirk - Ametrine just shoved a talon in his face. "Compete? Just so you can lose again?" He scoffed playfully and allowed their tails to twine. "Fine - if only to prove my prowess in not only the art of painting, sculpting, carving and pottery - then to prove why you never challenge a skywing in his own home - though, I suppose it's yours now too." He cupped his talons around Romeo's snout and kissed him back - always making sure to make it least exactly a second longer than Romeo's *Just* To prove a point- once he pulled away, he bumped Romeo's snout once more with his. "Alright - now that I've undoubtedly become the champion of that little contest - it's time to get to work scrubbing the several hundred layer of soot off of the walls. Maybe move some things around and redecorate - not that the decoration was anything but rubble and charred canvases - but, y'know-" He laughed - his heart still beating hard in his chest and the heat under his skin made him feel like he was born with a set of fire scales - but he was doing an expert job at playing it off so far.

Ametrine grabbed several buckets from a cabinet - and let two hang on either of his wings before handing two to Romeo. "I guess we'll get to see your talents as a housemaid today, y'know just in case the whole music thing doesn't pan out." He smirked with a sense of lighthearted mischief before prancing over to the kitchen and filling the buckets with water that fed in from a natural spring. He also grabbed some soap and bristly brushes to scrape off the soot - which was going to be an absolute pain even if he had help this time... Well, this time and hopefully forever - he mused.

Over the course of the next few hours and into the evening - the two of them spent their day scrubbing the floor, the walls and the ceiling with soap - and splashing water on each other. Soon - well, soon as in once the sun was starting to set - the room was finally spotless - smelling of fresh citrus instead of smoke and ash for the first time in several moon cycles. Once it was done, Ametrine pounced on Romeo playfully, giving him a hug and wrapping their tails around one another again as he looked down at him. "Thanks- again... For everything. Cleaning this mess - crashing in my cave - eating my over-spiced food, playing wonderful music- and being the prettiest muse I've entertained in a long- long time... And thank you - for being *Mine*." He gave him one last kiss- and hopped away to the other side of the room.