[ota] since you've been gone

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Hadyn was back, after nearly two weeks away. He honestly didn't know if going had helped him determine anything at all aside from the fact that when he was gone he missed being here. Or maybe it was that he missed certain people. Either way, what started out as a head cold in Paris that waned and seemed to go away had since evolved into something

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He's not out looking for Hadyn, and as such Hadyn makes it - somehow - back to Club Castle before Elisha really knows he's even home. Unlike Zoe, he doesn't bother saying that he looks terrible, though. Just comes up behind Hadyn and passes a hand over his hair.

"You just couldn't stand another day without me, right?"

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"Mm." Hadyn smiled a little, leaning back against the warm body behind him as he let his eyes dip a little. "Terribly. One weekend was hardly long enough." Which was, at least, very true. "You can't blame me for missing you, either. You practically begged me to come home."

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"That is true," Elisha murmured, looping an arm over Hadyn's shoulder. He was burning up, he thought, which wasn't much of a surprise. "I've been pining away. Want to stay in tonight?"

It would be a good time to say yes, because a no will just lead to more forceful tactics and matzo ball soup.

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"Do I even get the option to say no?" Hadyn asked, looking at Elisha side long before he turned his head to cough softly. "I swear it isn't as bad as I look." Or maybe it was- he didn't know. He did know he was tired though.

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"It would be a lot simpler if you just went ahead and said yes." No arguments that way, or cajoling or manipulating, or any of the other weapons in Elisha's arsenal. "It's probably just a cold," he added, "but they can linger."

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"I'm fine, you know." He said, softly, pulling away from Elisha to dump his helmet on a table and start to slowly pull his riding leathers off. "And I already stopped at a pharmacy for medications. And I have confined myself to a bed most of the last two days." Which was, he would say, an improvement on how he normally went about his life.

"Could you really ask for more from me?"

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"Probably not." Not if he was entirely honest with himself, at least. Elisha flopped into a chair and watched Hadyn.

"You don't have to confine yourself to a bed, if that makes you feel better about it."

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"They why do you still ask as if you weren't going to get your way at the end of the day?" Hadyn asked, dropping his jacket down before flopping into a chair to pull his riding boots off.

"I wasn't going to, honestly. I figured I'd at least get up to read or something in the middle there. Beds are so boring when sick."

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It seemed the thing to do, but Elisha wasn't going to say as much.

"They are indeed," he said instead. "When sick, at least. Though Q probably already has plans to lay on your hair."

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"Q always has plans to lay on my hair." Though it did occur to him that there was a missing ball of fur that did not purr. "....Where's Bond?" He hadn't run away had he? Hadyn'd only had the pup for a month, would be pretty ridiculous for him to have run away already.

"You seem quiet."

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"Playing with Eileen," Elisha said. "She wanted to take him out for a bit, and he has fun in the snow." At least someone did, though that wasn't fair. Most people did who weren't him.

"I'm tired, I suppose," he said after a moment. "The problems haven't really stopped." Which was as close to openly worrying about it as Elisha allowed himself to get. Projecting calm had been job number one. The reappearance of Israeli colleagues while Hadyn had been in Paris hadn't exactly made sleep easier, either.

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"Ah...." Which was stranger still. Eileen was both a part and not a part of this queer little family (or however one wanted to describe it) unit. Moments like this made her seem more like a part than most.

"You'll be sick next, if you worry about it non-stop." Hadyn offered as he stood again and moved toward Elisha. "You could come to bed with me..."

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"Oh, because that's going to keep me completely healthy." He got up, though. "Worrying comes with the exalted position and free ermine robe," he said. "Your cousin's no doubt doing it, too." In between doing whatever damage control there was still to do over Jordan.

Though, it had been nearly two weeks. The furor had pretty much died down, and the Hobbses hadn't made any attempts.

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"Sarcasm is a terrible look for you. Just dreadful." He said with a smirk and snort before he leaned in to Elisha. The other man's warmth was comforting...at least a little. It also made him feel as if he was progressively getting warming.

"Clive is a big boy, and has people in Spade Castle to worry about him. I prefer worrying about you."

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"You're lying. I'm at my best when I'm snarky; everyone knows that." He wrapped his arms around Hadyn, though, feeling the heat of the fever as he leaned against him.

"I prefer you worrying about me too, I've got to admit."

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"No. No in a sappy confession? You're best when are laying in bed and discussing your day." At least as far as Hadyn was concerned- and not always because he was paying particular attention to anything Elisha was saying.

"I should go home," he said after a moment, "I'm just going to get you sick."