As a dragon, I find this romantic as fuck AADIFTRAF

In Good Hands

Valkyon opened his door and was immediately screamed at by Floppy. She scaled his left leg and jumped right into his palm when he offered a lift to his shoulders.

"Hungry, Boo?"

"MEEEEEEEEE!" She nipped the pale skin on his neck. The days are getting short and the sun hides above clouds, he's losing melanin to synthesize vitamin D in these sunless winter months. (Did I mention I'm a man of science)

"Aww." He picked her up and gave her a little kiss on the top of her fluffy head. She did not approve, meepng at him in outrage. "I know, I know. I'll give you dinner and you can go take your afternoon nap. Sounds good?"

"Mipp."

"Good." He set her down on his shoulder. He grabbed the jar of dried ladybugs and went to the lounge. He grabbed Floppy like when people grab parakeets and set the musarose down on the coffee table. Opening the container made her go apeshit, racing in circles on her stubby little legs, so cute.

The little crackchild looked at him with her soulless button eyes, demanding the food be served right that instant. Her charisma never fails, Valkyon put the meal of 8 individual beetles on the lid of the container and set the dinner down in front of her.

"Bon appetit, Boo." He knelt down on the floor, resting his chin on the table. His armour bumped into the wood, reminding him that he was still fully dressed.

She picked up her first victim, devouring the legs first. His heart fluttered as he heard the quiet crunching, so cute.

"You know I would die for you, right?"

She didn't say anything, probably because she can't. But if she could, she would say 'Obviously you would, I'm the best musarose you'll ever have!'. She dropped her ladybug and hopped over to give Val an eskimo kiss.

"Stop, I'll cry from joy." She went back to her feast, he gently pet her back with a finger as she destroyed the dry insects one after the other. "Aren't you the most beautiful of all the musaroses?"

She noisily masticated, open mouthed. If another person did this he would have murdered them by now, but his little baby girl can do no wrong.

The door to Ezarels room flung open and he stumbled out with a pile of laundry big enough to hide a body in. Nearly falling, he tripped on his doormat that he insisted wasn't useless.

"Need help?"

"No! I'm an adult!" He set the basket down by his door and went back into his room. He usually puts his laundry outside because he has no floorspace, the guy brings a little too much of his work home.

"He's a little eccentric isn't he?" Floppy kept munching contently and swallowed a big mouthful of bug with a satisfied grin, so cute. Then she just sat there, eyes glued to her Papa. "Had enough already?"

She hopped over and jumped on him. She made herself comfortable under the collar of his unbuttoned gambeson.

"I assume that was a yes." He put the food back into the jar with the tiny creature burrowing into his warmth.

The door opened again and Ewelein stepped out, snatching a shirt from the top of the pile. "Hi Val!"

"Hi." She reached into the pile and pulled a pair of thights out from the bottom. "Seen Kassvin?"

"No." She went back into Ezarels room. They whisper yelled at each other in elven and she reemerged with a mildly annoyed expression.

"He misses you." She had a microscope in her hands, what are they doing in there??

"I doubt that..."

"No, he told me so. Go see h-" Ezarels whisper yelling and him trying to take his microscope stopped her. She pulled the door in with her feet and snapped at him with regular speaking volume. They're having a serious argument it seems, elves usually keep a low profile when they argue. It sounds more like she's scolding him, that's what you get for dating someone many years older. She opened the door again and poked her head out. "We sent him to the hospital, the infirmary can't deal with him right now."