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[specialmonster]

Gabriel slept well for the first time in ages. His arms were wrapped around Elle's waist, keeping her close to him. Between the alcohol and the physical exertion he found himself sleeping in much later than he normally ever would. But eventually the sun pouring into the room caused him to stir, his eyes opening slowly

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[electrocutesy]

It was strange, how she didn't panic as she woke up. Elle always slept in late--because of her job, because of her habits--but the sad truth was she hardly fell asleep in her bed. She liked having the TV on as if it could drown out her loneliness. Sometimes she thought she should get a puppy

[specialmonster]

It was hard to deny that he was attracted to Elle in a way that went beyond just physical attraction, not after last night. It was dangerous though, letting himself get attached to her like this. After all, getting attached to a woman had never ended up good for anyone in the past.

Part of him just wanted to think maybe this time would be different. Another part of him thought he was stupid for even considering the possibility could happen.

But he kept those thoughts to himself, forcing out a small smile as he looked down at her. She was finally stirring and awake. "Morning," He mumured softly in response.

[electrocutesy]

She lifted her heavy eyes to trace his tight smile, and made one of her own, and then fell quiet. It didn't matter if she liked him, anyway. It wouldn't work out, because it never did. He wasn't a prince in shining armor, and she was certainly no princess, no damsel in distress. She took care of herself, and she didn't need anybody else.

Not him. Not friends. Not even that little imaginary puppy. She'd probably starve it by mistake, anyway.

She shifted, and untangled herself from him, even though she didn't want to move from his solid warmth. "I have to go to the bathroom," she said quietly, shivering at the cool air away from his body. It wasn't a lie. She did. "You can use my toothbrush if you want," she told him, padding across the room to the door.

[specialmonster]

He couldn't help but miss her weight a little as she got up from the bed, out of his arms. He knew it didn't mean anything (despite the fact that the time, it had felt like it meant everything) it was just a fling. She wasn't interested in him like that, and he wasn't interested in her either. There was a reason why he normally avoided relationships. Less people got hurt that way.

He grabbed his boxers as he got up, sliding them on. "Thank you," came his reply to her offer.