Seamus had completely blacked out shortly after his attack, remembering only the feel of the wolf's razor sharp teeth sinking into his arm as it began to pull him away from the house and back towards the bush where it had been originally hiding. It was very possible he had gone into complete shock, fighting against it briefly before his body began
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Orla hadn't even been able to focus on that properly for quite a while, having regained consciousness enough to realize that Seamus had been bitten. She'd been frantic and difficult to manage, badgering her healers with so many questions that they'd finally given up and told her that as soon as she was healed enough for it, they'd show her where her young man was. Orla had been too relieved that Seamus was alive to try to correct them ( ... )
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He turned to Orla slowly, a sort of blank look on his face to shield his embarrassment over the entire thing. It wasn't like the two of them sat around talking about their feelings anymore, hardly even bothering with conversation before ripping each others clothes off. There were little moments, neither of them could deny that, but nothing as heavy as this.
But none of that really mattered when he noticed the state of her dress, his eyes focused on that bare stretch of skin in an entirely different way than usual.
"Orla, are you okay-" he said quickly, reaching out to her. "What happened? Did you- Merlin, I'm so sorry. I can't believe-"
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Orla settled on the edge of the bed. She ignored the way her newly scarred skin pulled as she turned, hand going straight to his hair and only briefly hesitating before brushing the strands that were matted to his forehead back.
"It's just a scratch." It was significantly worse than that, but Orla didn't want him to worry over her. Comparatively, she was fine. "Are you okay? I was -" Orla shook her head, hair wild and everywhere.
This was so far outside their usual realm of interaction, especially now. Once upon a time, they wore their fears and concerns at the surface with each other. They'd built masks and pretenses since then, but in that moment, Orla didn't even care.
"You were late. I went looking for you. But then I was too late. Seamus, I'm sorry." As ( ... )
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The break in her voice made his heart jump, knowing just how rare it was to see this sort of emotion from her and hating that he had been the reason she got hurt at all.
"Orla, you shouldn't have come for me-" he sighed, shaking his head.
"What happened to you? Were you bit? Please tell me no. Please-"
He would never forgive himself if she said yes.
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