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[there is the briefest sound of hesitation, set to protest - he doesn't mind the walk, or finding his way there. But the daylight is shorter, and the air is still chilly, and he knows Tseng would hold concern for him walking alone]

All right. And all right - I shan't be tempted.

[well, he can't promise that. Gently amending]

Or if I am tempted, I shan't act on it. And I shall meet you there?

[ Tseng already knows that his little songbird is possibly going to protest in some form or another and he also knows that they'll think better of it eventually. So, he patiently waits until Linneus responds. ]

Please see that you do not. I do not think I could stand to see you encumbered by sleep again so soon after your last brush with slumber.

[ Because that's what the trees do apparently, the can knock you out if you touch them, however just being near them can make you feel dream-like and wonderful, hence wanting to meet him there. ]

I am on my way now. You should have at least 10 minutes before the cab arrives outside.

[he can't help but protest, if it's a matter of putting somebody out. It's just his way]

In that case I shall be extra careful!

[no admiring of foliage, no checking for blossoms.]

Ten minutes. I shall be sure that I gather up my things, then, and be ready to go. I'll see you soon, dearest.

[Linneus doesn't tend to carry a lot but it is more than usual, being less accustomed to winter weather. A pair of gloves and earmuffs, a scarf, though a light one - more easily stowed if he must display his collar, but enough to keep the chill from his neck. He enjoys the warmth of the indoors though, until he sees the car pulling up. Just at the timing Tseng had suggested - no need for him to wait outdoors until then...!

He is just getting on his gloves as the car slows to the location, pausing in the task to take a look out of the window. Oh, those are fascinating trees indeed!]

[ Tseng is well aware of how polite and kind Linneus is, its why he won't take no for an answer sometimes. ]

Good. See you shortly.

[ Linneus will see the trees in all their beauty as the car pulls up, the driver stepping out and moving to open the door for him. Tseng isn't there right away, he's actually walking down the path of a small hill to the side, two people on his tail: a man and a woman, one playing a violin the other a flute, as the sweet music drifts on the air in Linneus' direction. ]

[thank goodness for the driver opening the door, or he might have sat and gawked in the car for far too long. Instead he gets to stand and gawk outside, how novel...! But to his credit, he manages to temper his expression after a moment, if only by carefully schooling himself behind a gloved hand]

Tseng? Dearest, what is all of this?

[he had not expected to see him accompanied with musicians...!]

[ Tseng smiled as he made his way over to his lover, the musicians remained under the beautiful glowing tree as Tseng extended his bare hand for Linneus to take. ]

Why, it's all for you, Linneus. Come, please, I've something I wish to say.

[ Gently he tugged until his little flower stepped beside him, sliding a hand behind them to rest on the small of their back, while he kissed the hand he was still holding. Guiding them to come closer to the tree and the pretty music. ]

What have I...?

[the question trails off with Tseng's guiding hands on him, though. Reminded that he doesn't have to have done anything at all - that he doesn't have to earn things. Even though this seems so much, the planning that must have gone into it.

A gently-amused hum, seeing Tseng's bare hand holding his, gloved against the chill. Softly-]

Might I have your help? With my gloves...

[just a little reversal of their usual routine. But he trusts Tseng will keep his hands warm]

Certainly. Here…

[ Tseng started to peel their gloves off and when they were free of his delicate hands, he took them both and stood before him, raising them to his lips and kissing them one after the other. ]

I have thought about this often, how I would do it, what I would say and each time I fail to think of something coherent. That is what you do to me, Linneus. You intoxicate me… I am constantly in awe of you… You have made me feel things I never thought possible, and I can only hope I make you feel a fraction of the same…

[ There was a crack in his tone, like his nerves were getting the best of him. Nerves? Something people would not think Tseng struggled with, but in this moment, he did. ]

I love you, Linneus… I know it seems impossible, here and all, but… I want us to be together, officially.

[oh, his hands are perfectly warm when Tseng is holding and kissing them like that; but the more he speaks the more the rest of Linneus warms too, radiating from the heart outward. Trying to take everything he says in, though the hitch in Tseng's voice has him reaching out, gently, to touch his face--]

Tseng...

[--even as he feels he must catch his own breath, stolen with every passing word, and more every word following.

Love. Love, he said...!]

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