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[ it's a few days after their trip to the hot springs, and leia has come down with a cold— it's nothing serious, just sniffling and sneezing, the occasional headache, and a slightly-higher-than-normal temperature— but considering all of the good things that the trip brought, it's a small price to pay. resolving the problems she had with alvin and taking the first (admittedly really big) step toward having a relationship together was probably worth a few days of feeling less than stellar.

especially since she can bug him without feeling too terribly guilty, since she's not just his friend anymore. that's still a really novel idea, given that this is her first real relationship, and she... may or may not have been taking advantage of that by talking to him a little more than usual. it's nothing too ridiculous— since she's sick and she can't drop by his place and bother him in-person, she's just been sending more texts and calls than usual his way— but still. considering how bad things had been between them before the trip, being able to talk to him freely feels pretty nice.

it's also something she does when she's starting to feel a little stir crazy from being cooped up inside. it's only day two of her cold, but calling into work sick and not having anything to do gets old fast for someone like her; she's quick to get restless. she's already jotted down some ideas for her next big article and talked to all of their friends about her new relationship (elize and elle wanted details, specifically). she's watched all of the shows she's behind on, done some light cleaning— which was probably a mistake, since it leaves her feeling worse than before— and now she's lounging around in bed, wrapped up in blankets and surrounded by a small army of pillows and stuffed animals.

so, naturally, she texts alvin. she'd call him, but it's closer to the middle of the day than the evening, and she's not sure if he's busy with work, so... it's probably better to play it safe. ]

hey!!! ☆ﾐ(o*･ω･)ﾉ im still sick and i could use a little company |･ω･｀) its getting pretty lonely around here! (シ_ _)シ feel like dropping by?? ♡(*´∀｀*)人(*´∀｀*)♡

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now thats what i like to hear! ＼(^o^)／

btw the doors unlocked so just let yourself in ok? ヾ(´▽｀)ゝ

[ just in case she manages to doze off again before he shows up. ]

your door is unlocked? why?

so you can get in when you get here duh!!! Σ(￣。￣ノ)ノ

i know where your spare key is

keep your door locked

[ her next message comes a little slower than usual, because she does in fact drag herself out of bed to lock the door. ]

awww ( ´ ▽｀) were you worried about me? ( ゝ。∂ )

ill see you soon

[Avoiding that question? Yep.]

[ would it kill him to throw her a bone. would it. ]

all right all right (ﾉ´д｀)

ill be waiting! (*＾3＾)

[ she almost sends another message after that— an "i miss you" or maybe even something sappier— but she loses her nerve before she even starts writing it out, and she flips her GHS closed instead, setting it aside as she burrows deeper under the covers. it's probably too soon to say things like that, right? right. ]

[There's a small exhale as he looks at her last message before his GHS flips closed. Of course he would be worried about her safety. Not that he didn't trust her building's security nor was there a large crime spree, but Elympios isn't Rieze Maxia where everyone knew everyone else and was all neighborly.

But of course, he wouldn't admit that to her out loud (or through text, anyway). However, he had been making his way to the station while they were texting, so he is able to take the next train back to Trigleph. It takes him some time, rushing back to his apartment to drop off a few things and do a quick change so that he wasn't suited up. He also stops by a convenience store to pick up a few things—and maybe some drinks and ingredients. He can only imagine the take-out and delivery she might have had. He himself doesn't cook all that often, but he has a little more and he can at least do that much.

He is delayed a bit, but he eventually makes it over, easily finding that spare key (should he make a copy of his for her? Or is that too fast—he's only had quick and fast relationships so he really isn't sure). Slowly he opens the door.]

Leia? It's me.

[He half wonders if she fell asleep as he walks in, closing and locking the door behind him.]

Edited 2015-03-07 22:08 (UTC)

[ she was somewhere between being awake and sleeping when he came in, but the sound of the door closing and him calling out to her wakes her up.

he might hear a thump and a swear (she half-falls out of the bed as she's trying to untangle herself from the blankets and get up) come from the bedroom, but the door swings open pretty quickly to reveal a very rumpled-looking leia. her hair is sticking up in a few spots, she's still in her pajamas, and her nose is looking a little red. she smiles when she sees him, though, so there's that. ]

Hey! You finally made it.

[Yes. There is the young woman he's dating. Full of beauty and grace that only she can possess. A very...special kind.

As he heads to the kitchen area to put up the things he bought, he gives her a wry look.]

Shouldn't you stay in bed before you make things worse?

[ right. why does he like her again? ]

I'm only gonna be up for a second, right? [ but she takes a seat on the couch, at least, drawing her knees up as she gets comfortable. he should be glad she's not sticking her nose into what he's doing in the kitchen and/or bouncing off the walls. ] Besides, I kinda wanted to be able to see you.

[ there. that's about as close as she's going to get to telling him she missed him. ]

[A question that will never be answered to anyone's satisfaction.

But he does glance back at her before he finishes up and fully turns around to face her, grinning.]

Oh, you wanted to be able to see me, hm? Now you're starting to sound like a puppy.

Well if you're gonna be like that about it, then I take it back.

[ now, excuse her as she stands and sulks back into the bedroom, flipping on the light as she goes (which may or may not be a subtle sign that he should follow her). he's done, from what she can tell, and he's picking on her, so she might as well get comfortable in her bed again. ]

Aw, come on. I'm here now, aren't I? [And he follows her.] Or do you usually get grumpy when you catch some cold?

[ she flops onto the bed, shifting around until she can prop herself up on the pillows. she also notices, maybe a little bit belatedly, that a particular stuffed animal— the frog he won her on their "date"— is sitting out in the open, so she makes a very subtle grab for it, pulling it into her lap. ]

I'm not being grumpy! You're just being a jerk.

[ so there. ]

I'm just teasing you a little.

[He has come into her room, but he's distracted by—]

Wait, you still have that?

[And now he's coming closer.]

[ she looks from him, to the stuffed frog, and then back to him. part of her wants to try to hide it and see if maybe he'll forget he ever saw it, but it's probably too late for that, so: ]

Oh, this old thing? [ awkward... laughter... ] Yeah, I guess I do! That a problem?

[ it's not like she sleeps with it on a regular basis or anything. nope. ]

Well...no. [He remembers how he got it for her and more importantly when. In a way it both amuses and makes him wonder if she already had that crush on him since then.

He moves to sit down next to her.]

Do you always keep it on your bed?

Yeah, sometimes. [ she draws her knees up, picking at the fabric on the top of the frog's head as she does.

it had started out as a silly comfort thing when she first brought it home, especially since she realized that she had feelings for him right around that time, but now that they're together, it's a little different. instead of comforting her because she was dealing with a bad case of one-sided feelings (sort of), it's comforting because it reminds her of him.

... but she's not going to tell him that. ]

Unlike you, he doesn't hog the blankets or kick me while I'm sleeping, so it's pretty comfy!

[ is she making things up to get back at him for teasing her? yes indeed she is. ]

I do not do that and you know it. If anything, that would definitely be you.

[It just rolls right off and is sent right back to her.]

But from the way you said it, it sounds like you also sleep with it at night. [Which is both cute and very amusing.] Do you try and pretend it's me? [And making it worse.

Leia what do you see in him.]

No way!

[ but the way she says it sounds a lot more like yes way. because that's exactly what she does. ]

Wouldn't that be kinda weird?

[Yeah he hears that.]

I don't know—is it? [Throwing the question right back at her. Standard Alvin.] But you know, you have the real thing now.

I dunno, I think I might like this guy more.

[ except she scoots closer to him so that she can lean against him just a little. ]

I guess the real thing's not too bad, either, though.

Pretty sure the real thing can do a lot of the things a dumb stuffed frog can't.

Oh yeah? Like what?

[ teasing her until the end of time? ]