Weariness was reigning supreme over the Harding man but he couldn’t find it within himself to shake out of it, preferring instead to linger in the feeling knowing that there was no need to rush off anywhere. The Daily Prophet didn’t need him until the piece was due in and that wasn’t until tomorrow morning which meant that essentially the lazy day that Stewart was offering Lily was one that she was, potentially, going to get, too. He sipped at the tea contentedly, fixing Lily with a warm, understanding look as she spoke, shrugging off her thanks somewhat bashfully.
“I wanted to.” He said simply. “You look after friends, don’t you? So that’s what I’m doing, love.” He stifled a yawn then, bringing his hand up to his mouth, and he leaned back against the cushions more heavily, half closing his eyes as he lifted his legs up onto her lap with a cheeky half smirk.
“I can grab some stuff later if you want,” he offered, curling an arm behind his head. “I’ll tell Teddy a tall tale of some kind.” He took another quick sip of his tea and looked at Lily over the rim, wondering what she wanted to do and why she wanted to be so active in helping out.
“Well,” Stewart managed gradually. “I suppose if you want you can help me with cooking and stuff. And you’re definitely on tea duty because this brew is sublime, darlin’” he grinned. “And I dunno, whatever you like. I’m fairly low maintenance and the flat more or less takes care of itself. I guess you could always indulge the cat when he’s hungry. Really though, just do whatever you like to do normally. It’s fine.”
by Livia McCallum Tue Sep 09, 2014 9:14 pm
