Snowy white feathers ruffle behind Scott as he anxiously awaits his date's arrival. He smoothes them back down and wrings his hands together nervously, chewing his lower lip.

He wanted, no, he needed everything to go perfectly today.

He would not disappoint the Codfather. Not after three years of courting.

Sure, three years may not be a lot in the eyes of elven society, but it was longer than Scott would have liked. If he had had his way back then, he would have married the man right then and there when he told him he reciprocated.

Despite that, he doesn't think he would change a thing about their relationship. It had been slow, sure, but it was worth it, and he was grateful that he had the time to do things properly with Jimmy.

And it had all led up to this. This blessed, dreaded day.

Their first date.

Scott had planned the entire thing out, down to even the tiniest of details. He had checked and quadruple-checked every single thing, but still there was a voice in the back of his head, nagging him. Telling him that he forgot something, that something was going to go wrong.

He went over the list in his head, pursing his lips.

Maybe there was still time, maybe he could go over everything one last time before his date arrived, maybe-

His thoughts were cut off as he watches his lover fly over and land not-so-gracefully on his balcony.

His breath catches in his throat.

Well, guess there's no going back now.

He makes his way to greet his lover, a fond smile making its way onto his face as the man almost trips over his own feet.

"Ever the graceful one, aren't you, dear?" He teases, but it's clear he finds the Codfather's clumsiness endearing. He always has.

"You've gotten better with that thing. Here, let me help you take it off."

He undoes the straps of the other man's elytra, letting it fall to the ground.

He smiles up at him. "You can leave it here at the palace. You won't be needing it where we're going."

(Art by doodle-list on Tumblr) (User is Jimmy)