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[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ sitting on his scooter out in the parking lot of the building that he knows is alyssa's last class of the day, elbows braced against the handles as he waits. only checks the clock of his cellphone once when the stream of people appear, signaling the end of the hour. thinks about texting her, but manages to refrain, quietly waiting for a certain princess to appear. ]

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[bawkmajor.livejournal.com]

[ but seeing her face is more than enough to confirm his suspicions, making his hold on her tighten instinctively. protectively. ]

He didn't. . . [ hesitates a bit. ] Are you hurt?

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[tweetmajor.livejournal.com]

[ shakes her head quickly. ]

No. Nothing happened, don't worry. It was just...

[tweetmajor.livejournal.com]

[ pauses. buries into him a little. ]

Weird. Scary, I guess. But no, I left before anything happened.

[bawkmajor.livejournal.com]

[ hugs her as close as he can manage, pressing his nose into her shoulder, swallowing thickly. ]

Thank God. Thank God. . .

[tweetmajor.livejournal.com]

[ shifts to finally return the hug, expression wavering even if her voice is even. ]

I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. I didn't really know how.

[bawkmajor.livejournal.com]

[ kisses the top of her head, feeling a wave of guilt washing over him. swallows again before speaking. ]

It's not your fault. [ another squeeze. ] Can't talk about something like this over smoothies.

[tweetmajor.livejournal.com]

[ can't help but laugh once at that, however shaky it is in sounds, giving a returning squeeze in thanks. ]

Yeah...

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[bawkmajor.livejournal.com]

. . .

[bawkmajor.livejournal.com]

[ starts rubbing her back again. ]

Is he bothering you?

[tweetmajor.livejournal.com]

[ shakes her head a bit again. ]

No, thankfully, but... I haven't been around enough for that to happen, I think.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

. . . He would try something?

[tweetmajor.livejournal.com]

Um. [ shifts uncomfortably. ] I don't know, maybe.

[bawkmajor.livejournal.com]

[ is silent for a moment, but his hold doesn't loosen. closes his eyes briefly before they open again. ]

Can I sleep over?

[tweetmajor.livejournal.com]

[ lips twitch up a bit before she schools it to something more mellow, keeping it to herself. ]

Of course you can.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

Good. Your doorstep doesn't seem too comfortable.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

I would never do that to you.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ lips twitch a bit. ]

Can I sleep in my pants?

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ nods a little. ]

Yes, of course.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ & the smile breaks free, despite himself. ]

Itchy legs are okay?

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

I can accept it for one night.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ gives her another squeeze. ]

Farsang miracle.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ chuckles a bit and slowly, almost a little reluctantly, moves from his hold. places her hands on his arms, looking a bit sheepish. ]

I'm going to pick up those clothes really quickly and put them away, though... stay right here, okay?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ brings up a hand to brush aside some of her bangs & nods. ]

I'm a freeloader for tonight.

[tweetmajor.livejournal.com]

[ shakes her head fondly at that, finally slipping up and away to go to her room. opens the door and closes it half-way, hands shaking a bit as she reaches to pick them up. frowns at herself slightly, swiftly moving along to complete her task. when she's done she straightens her pajamas a bit then exists her room, leaning against the doorway with a tiny nod. ]

'Kay. It's semi-presentable.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ breaks himself out of a light train of thought at the sound of her voice, pushing himself onto his feet. immediately waddles to her, giving her a quick glance before peeking into the room. ]

Semi, meaning spotless. You break all rules of dorming.