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[sortileges]

"--a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

Is that it? How do I tur--"

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[sortileges]

[ His hand flops down then, pressing against the bed instead. ]

I'm not going to feel better if you won't even look at me.

[ :(!!!!!!! ]

[psycholawgy]

[ silence for a few good seconds. maybe ten. maybe twenty. ]

Maybe later.

[sortileges]

[ ...His head lowers a bit, and really it's better when Gaius scolds him as he yells. This feels much worse. It's why rather than turning back to the food he just presses his face down against the bed instead, going quiet.

And sad. If she's listening, that's all she'll hear now, sorry but... ]

[psycholawgy]

[ she is listening. she can't not listen, but she can't help but cry anyway, making her own sadness louder than his. ]

I don't even know why I'm being like this— [ another sob. this is so stupid. this is just like back on the rooftop before everything happened. ] I'm just glad you're fine now.

[sortileges]

[ It hurts hearing her cry like this too, when he doesn't understand either. One thing he can do though is twist a bit so he can shuffle closer. His arm curves over her waist to pull her in against himself, cuddling close. ]

Sorry. I didn't mean to worry you. [ His head presses against her back then, his other arm wiggling under her side to give her a proper hug. ] ...I probably just missed you. And I really am... It's just a headache now, you don't need to worry anymore.

[psycholawgy]

[ "I probably just missed you," at least he's partially right.

her hands move to hold onto his, gripping them tight as if telling him not to let go. ]

You said some weird things, too.

[sortileges]

[ Well he's definitely not doing that. He even shifts his face to rub his cheek against her shoulder, gives her a little squeeze. ]

What did I say?

[psycholawgy]

[ she laughs a bit now, cheering up as she remembers. then she shakes her head slowly. ]

I don't want to tell you. Not right now.

[ you don't deserve more shit after what she just made you go through. ]

[sortileges]

[ Eh, just another Tuesday. (Though it probably isn't Tuesday, who knows) ]

Another time then? [ He smiles against her though when she laughs, relieved that she seems to be feeling a little better. ]

[psycholawgy]

I'll consider it.

[ but no, she doesn't want to tell him unless it's for blackmail purposes. sorry, merlin. :) ]

Will you eat now?

[sortileges]

[ Ah... Isn't she supposed to be the law abiding citizen here????

Though, he can't help it, he grins against her when she asks that, trying to hold back a laugh. ]

I don't know, you still aren't looking at me.

[psycholawgy]

[ THE TABLES HAVE TURNED.

and athena wiggles a bit to turn as well, too. ]

There.

[ it's really a mystery how being so close to him like this isn't uncomfortable by any means. ]

[sortileges]

[ I see how it is. Just because he can fluster her whenever he wants!! ]

That's better. [ He leans a bit to press his forehead against hers, palms flattening against her back. ] Thank you for coming over.

[ For coming to take care of me is left unsaid. ]

[psycholawgy]

[ well, the thank you was unexpected, actually. so she nods and says-- ] You're welcome.

Please feel better soon.

[sortileges]

[ He shifts slightly, kissing her forehead. Now that her outburst (cough) is over, he can safely say: ]

I already feel a little better.

[psycholawgy]

You can't say that until you've finished your food.

[ what is she, a nanny? ]

[sortileges]

[ He makes a noise that definitely sounds like a soft grumble of protest. ]

That means letting go.

[ Apparently!!!!! ]

[psycholawgy]

[ she lets go to demonstrate, then. ]

What, do you want me to feed you, too?

[ she doesn't sound too angry when she says it, though... it's more like she's teasing him now. ]

[sortileges]

[ ...His eyebrows shoot up at that, and he gives her a smile. ]

I wouldn't say no.

[ Now who is teasing who, hmm?! ]

[psycholawgy]

[ ah...

she's flustered now, so she turns back around. ]

I didn't say anything.

[sortileges]

[ His hand reaches for hers, even when he moves to sit up he's trying to get her to face him again. ]

Are you sure about that?

[psycholawgy]

[ why... why can't she resist him ;_; she's facing him now, but blatantly not looking him in the eye. ]

I would know! I have sensitive hearing!

[sortileges]

[ It's part of his charm ;) But really... he isn't having any of that. He shifts, making sure he doesn't move too quickly as that hand moves to pull her just a little closer so she's leaning a bit, pinning it down to the bed. His other hand reaches for her cheek. ]

Then I must've been hearing things. [ He presses his mouth against hers briefly, pulling back entirely to get the spaghetti. ]

Did you want a little more?

[psycholawgy]

[ she licks her lips when his attention is back on the food, and she sits back up.]

No, I'm fine.

You taste like spaghetti!

Wi- Widget!

i'm crying

[sortileges]

[ Thankfully for her he misses that, and is instead going back to eating when--

Well. Widget.

He chokes a little, half trying to eat, half holding back a laugh because well. Better he taste like spaghetti than alcohol, but that isn't the point. ]

So do you. [ Is the only thing he says once he stops choking, reaching to pour the juice for the both of them. He hands her a glass, though maybe it's a bad idea while she's flustered. ]