[ settling his back onto the bed again, he nods, as if satisfied. and he supposes he is. talking like this is second nature for bellamy, even though octavia's grown up and far from who she had been when she'd been sixteen, even younger. ]
Good. [ he looks up at his ceiling, realising how plain it is in comparison to the stars. he's not their biggest fan, but at least they were pretty to look at. ]
[ with his legs hanging off the side of the bed, he can hear one of his dogs approach. feeling their nose against his toes, along his ankle and heel, he does his best not to shift on the bed, despite finding the cold touch ticklish. pulling himself up, bellamy swings his feet away, ensuring zelo's out of the way when he does so. moving about, he bends down to pick him up, then lies on his back with the dog on his chest. ]
[ zelo lies down on his stomach and looks at raven. ] Think he likes you.
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Good. [ he looks up at his ceiling, realising how plain it is in comparison to the stars. he's not their biggest fan, but at least they were pretty to look at. ]
[ with his legs hanging off the side of the bed, he can hear one of his dogs approach. feeling their nose against his toes, along his ankle and heel, he does his best not to shift on the bed, despite finding the cold touch ticklish. pulling himself up, bellamy swings his feet away, ensuring zelo's out of the way when he does so. moving about, he bends down to pick him up, then lies on his back with the dog on his chest. ]
[ zelo lies down on his stomach and looks at raven. ] Think he likes you.