I expect a sea of red. Every page an hour long argument. [his smile is kind of ruining the effect. he runs a hand through pal's hair idly from where he rests on viktor's shoulder, fondness hitting him again like a blow. going from heated to sweet is killing him, as it turns out.] We do. I would say you've proven an admirable partner in a few areas, including creative works and romance.

[and roommates, and work. he keeps up the idle playing with pal's hair as he asks that, a hum of consideration as he thinks of how to answer.]

They could. The materials I have to work with here don't make that aspect particularly easy, but I've had worse braces and done well enough. [he turns his head, lips brushing against pal's hair to say,] You needn't worry about it, in time I'm sure I'll be able to make something a little better, then better after that. A work in progress, hm?