Chester A. Arthur - Alcove B2 - Friday after classes

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He wasn't sure how he made it through his classes being banged up as he was, but he did, which only proved that he could tolerate pain. That's why he took two aspirin and settled back on his cot to allow them to do their job. His voice was still nasally as his nose was a mess, so no talking, no moving, no bright lights -- was a good thing.

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Adora pushed at the curtain at some point after talking with Hannibal next door.

"Edward?" Her voice was considerably cooler than usual.

[OMM, super SP until about 4pm!]

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He made a small, nasally kind of noise. He knew that voice but he was loathe to move his hand from his eyes, especially since the tone of that voice seemed a bit off.

Pout.

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"I'm coming in," Adora announced, drawing the curtain to the side and entering.

"Oh dear!" He looked terrible!

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Blink blink.

"You shouldn't see me like this," he muttered through his stuffed up nose.

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She moved to sit on the bed beside him to survey the extent of the damage to her normally beautiful boyfriend.

"For the love of this planet what makes you two do this to each other?" A hand reached to brush his hair away from his forehead.

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His cheek was cut, bruised, ugly. His nose was various shades of purple and black, but most of all it was crooked. Two black eyes were forming from the blow to his nose, and oh, his lip and tongue were cut as well.

Hannibal should be pleased with himself.

"He started it."

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Adora sighed. "Whyever would you fight him?"

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"It's what boys do?" he tried.

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"By the Crystal Castle!"

Wait. Some part of Adora knew he was right.

"Honestly, you're just like Bo and Adam, picking fights with Horde soldiers for seemingly no reason!"

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"Forgive me, Adora, I haven't yet told you how lovely you look."

He tried to look cute.

"Might I have a careful kiss?"

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"Oh, Edward..."

She didn't know how these boys kept distracting her from her purpose, but there she was, leaning down to kiss his injured lips gingerly.

"I think it's a bit late for careful."

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"Too true," he murmured and tilted his chin up for another kiss.

"You smell lovely and your hair reminds me of spun gold."

If distractions worked, he would compliment her the rest of the day.

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She did not deny him, taking care not to come in contact with any bruising as she cupped his cheek.

"You are a flatterer and I will not be so easily tricked by your words."

Except how she totally was.

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"There is no trickery here, my beautiful girl," he whispered, hating the sound of his own voice. Reaching up, he fingered a strand of her lovely hair.

"Did you have a good day?"

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She raised an eyebrow at his change of topic and his so pathetic voice. "It's been a day," came the sighed response. Adora pulled herself onto the cot fully to comfort him while she questioned him.

"Do you dislike Hannibal?"

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Bouncing topics was the best idea he's had in a long time. Distraction was love.

Moving over to allow her more room, he settled his arm around her.

Sigh. "I don't hate him," he answered, carefully.