The bedridden Chosen did not bother to turn and look around when the door creaked open behind him.
“You didn’t have to come,” Zelos nonchalantly stated as he glanced out of the window.
“I know,” Kratos replied, stepping in before softly clicking the door close. “How are your injuries?”
“…Better, I guess. It doesn’t hurt like hell like
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You don't know how much I chuckled when reading this. "…I still don’t like you, by the way" made me laugh so loud (and also say 'Aww', I just love their banter). The tone (OR WAS IT MOOD) changing from beginning to end was so great~
And Zelos' "See, what had happened was" retelling was fucking great. Oh how I can see him adding flare and dramatics.
Hehe, fluff indeed. I found myself saying 'awww' alot, yo. "Would you like some flowers next time?" XD
Hahaha, fuckin' great. And I really hope you don't end up...not liking this. ;D
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...We went over this before. Srry, I kid. XD;;;;
Thanks for commenting. ;-; <333 Glad you liked it!
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Huh?
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I meant as in I vaguely recall having written fluff before and asked you the same thing. XD;
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