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Marlene McKinnon ([info]pureclover) wrote in [info]asphodel,
@ 2008-06-26 12:19:00

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Who: Marlene McKinnon and Benjy Fenwick
Where: Marlene's flat
What: Marlene has to get up for work... and she finds something rather unexpected, a bad life decision.
When: Early morning, Thursday the 26th
Rating: TBD...but probably in the higher ratings just because of state of dress



When her alarm went off it felt like the world was splitting in two. Reaching out she hit at it numbly before it finally fell off the bedside table. Of course that did not do anything except now it was beeping and on the floor, even further out of reach than it had been a moment previous. Which meant that her head was still pounding unhappily from the hangover and the beeping. The bed was so nice and warm though, she did not want to have to get up and turn the bloody alarm off. Still, it could not be helped. Someone was going to have to turn off the alarm, not like there was an alarm fairy to do that for her.

Grumpily sitting up, she leaned down and picked up the blasted alarm, turning it off before setting it back on the table. Yawning, she gave a stretch before frowning and looking down at herself. "Bloody hell I'm starkers." she said softly, a bit confused on why she was naked. It was not like she made a habit of it or anything. Rubbing her head she tried to think, but yesterday was sort of a bit of a fog in her head. Hell, right now was a bit foggy, and she was clearly conscious. Something was off, she just couldn't put her finger on it.

Shrugging to herself, she got up and rubbed her eyes again. Bloody hell, why'd she have to get ready for work? Right, because of all that damn sick leave, she had none left anymore. Frowning again she turned around to make her bed only for her eyes to go completely wide when she saw a PERSON in her bed! "Bloody hell!" she cried out, stumbling back slightly. Looking back down at herself she started panicking even more. "Bloody hell!"

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[info]benjy_fenwick
2008-06-26 11:21 pm UTC (link)
Hell bent on ignoring the sound of the incessant beeping, Benjy had his face buried in his pillow - or what he assumed was his pillow, and hoped that it would just eventually stop. Which it eventually did and he felt himself, pounding head and all, slip back into unconsciousness before the sound of someone shouting made him jump awake. Big mistake. Huge mistake. His head felt like it had been hit by the Knight Bus several times over.

"Merlin...fucking hell," he mumbled, bringing a hand up to his head as he rolled over. Squinting his eyes open, he first noticed the colour of the room and knew instantly that he wasn't in his own bed. Looking around he finally spotted Marlene and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Even in his drunken state, he was still male and appreciated the site of a woman naked in front of him.

"Keep the screeching down a bit?" he pleaded, sitting up and cradling his head in his hands as what happened the night before came rushing back. They had gone out for drinks, several in fact and he didn't doubt his money for the week had been completely depleted thanks to all they drank. He had taken her home, made sure that she got inside, and kissed her goodnight. Properly, too. One thing led to another, their clothes had gotten scattered and they had had sex. Shite, she was going to kill him.

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[info]pureclover
2008-06-27 12:00 am UTC (link)
"What are you doing here?!" She shrieked, much too panicked to take into regard that the noise hurt her head as well. "You're not supposed to be here! What are you doing here!!" There really was not much of a question to it, she knew exactly why he was here. But there was no possible way at this moment in time that she was going to believe that. It was just simply not the way she did things.

In fact it was pretty far off from the way she did things. To tell the truth it was off the map of how she normally did things. No matter what people said about her, Marlene McKinnon did not bring boys home. In fact lately she ha been pretty work first, boys later in her approach. And even when she had fooled around she had never gotten.

Oh MERLIN.

"You shouldn't be here." she said again, shaking her head in disbelief and heading slowly, as if in a daze to the bathroom. "In fact, you're not. I'm... obviously having a bad dream brought on by stress. I'm going to wake up right now.... right now...." Biting her lip hard she opened the door to the bathroom. "Come on, right... now!"

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[info]benjy_fenwick
2008-06-27 12:13 am UTC (link)
Her voice kept raising in octaves and Benjy was sure that his head was going to explode from it. He rubbed his hands over his face, trying desperately to not get agitated with her. "You invited me here!" he exclaimed back, his voice breaking slightly from exhaustion and all the alcohol he had had last night. Had they even had a drinking game to see who could drink the other under the table? The hell if he knew.

He watched her head for the loo, slightly amused, but slightly annoyed that she was treating him like some stray who wondered in off teh street when she invited him. "Are you awake yet?" he asked, a bit of sarcasm laced in his voice. "If not, come over here and I'll pinch you to wake you up."

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[info]pureclover
2008-06-27 12:20 am UTC (link)
"I'll hex you if you touch me, you pervert sex fiend!" she squeaked, pointing at him accusingly before going into the bathroom and closing the door with a slam. As soon as she was in there she started rubbing her head. "Ow..." she whimpered. "That door was too loud." Her head was aching, along with several other parts of her, which she was not.going.to.think.about.

Opening the medicine cabinet, she pulled out a hangover potion and downed it. Coughing slightly from the taste she set it down and leaned over the sink. This was happening. Shit, but things like this did not happen to her. She was smarter than this! Things like this just did not actually happen!

Shaking her head, she decided that she needed to just do her morning routine. Then, maybe, he would not be there when she came out of the bathroom and then it would be like nothing had happened at all. It sounded like a perfect plan! She was really really good at ignoring things when the occasion presented itself.

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[info]benjy_fenwick
2008-06-27 12:43 am UTC (link)
When the door slammed, Benjy sighed and cradled his head again as sat in her bed. This was a nightmare. Not exactly the kind she was having where his very presence seemed to disgust him (as per usual), but the fact that the morning was going anything but smoothly. Glancing over at her clocked, he was relieved to see that he still had a few hours before he had to report to training, otherwise he would have just owled Moody and told him that he was dying.

Getting up, he padded around the room in search of his clothes. Only finding his shorts and trousers, he pulled those on and ran a hand through his hair. "The hell is my wand," he muttered to himself, searching the bedsheets and the table next to her bed. He finally found it when he looked under the bed and didn't even question how the hell it got there of all places.

Looking back at the bathroom, he hesitated before going and knocking on it. "Awake yet?" he asked and then frowned at himself for using sarcasm after what they had done - what he had done. Vaguely remembering what happened, he knew she hadn't been with a man before and he at least had some sense of respect. "Do you need anything or can I do anything?" he asked, a bit softer and kinder.

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[info]pureclover
2008-06-27 01:08 am UTC (link)
"I'm awake." she said softly, sitting on the toilet and staring at the wall dejectedly. He was still there, wasn't going to just let her ignore this whole thing, whatever it was. Biting her lip again, she ran her fingers through her hair nervously. She could fight with him, but she really did not have the energy or the time to do that right now. And she was just so damn confused on how this all happened in the first place.

Getting up, she walked over and opened it enough to peek out at him. Chewing her lip heavily, she kept her body out of sight. "Um... I'll trade you clothes for a hangover potion." she said softy, looking up at him. She was not about to walk out of her bathroom without clothes on. And she was NOT going to look at his chest, which was looking rather nice in fact. No, she was not going there.

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[info]benjy_fenwick
2008-06-27 01:24 am UTC (link)
At least she wasn't yelling at him again. He and his head were definitely grateful for that fact. He contemplated apologising for what happened and blaming it entirely on himself, but he didn't. She would likely take the apology as an insult, especially with the way she twisted his words around on a regular basis. The blame was partially his fault, but to his recollection, she had been just as willing as he had been.

Looking up when she opened the door, he raised his eyebrows expectantly, half expecting her to either start lashing out at him again or maybe she'd go for more snogging action. The latter was definitely unlikely, but he still had the image of her completely starkers and lying underneath him from the night before.

"Done," he said and turned around, going straight for her closet and picking out some random clothes that he hoped matched a little bit before digging through her drawers for knickers. The latter was definitely an adventure and he had to quell his curiosity to just start looking through all of them and admiring them. Nevertheless, he did pick out some that he thought were nice and red, and handed them, along with her clothes through the crack of the door. "That okay?" he asked, trying to keep things as neutral as possible.

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[info]pureclover
2008-06-27 01:56 am UTC (link)
She wanted to close the door, but that meant having to open it again. Instead she just stood there awkwardly, trying to keep her body out of view. It was a strange feeling really. Of all the things she was, bashful about her body was not one of them. But this entire situation was so far out of her control that she did not know what to do. She just needed control over something, even if it was just one small thing that did not really matter all that much.

If he had spent another moment in her knicker drawer she might have had to go over there and beat him, no matter what her state of dress was. However, she raised an eyebrow up at him when he handed her the clothes he had picked out. "You picked out a red bra with a white shirt?" she drawled before taking it. "Trying to dress me like a damn hooker." she grumbled as she threw the clothes in the sink. Closing the door to a crack, she opened the medicine cabinet to pull out another vial.

Opening the door just enough to hand off the vial, she closed the door and got dressed. However, she really just could not wear that blouse. Honestly, was he a complete idiot? Folding up the blouse once she was finished dressing, she walked out of the bathroom and back over to her closet to pick out a different shirt, making a pointed attempt to not look at him at all.

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[info]benjy_fenwick
2008-06-27 02:10 am UTC (link)
Benjy looked at the clothes he had handed her with a frown, having not even realised that it would make that much difference as to what colour her bra was and what colour her shirt was. She asked for clothes and he had gotten her clothes, not once did she specify that they had to make sense. He just assumed that she would change into something different for work once he left. "You didn't say what you wanted," he mumbled and then followed it up with a muffled apology.

However, when she opened the door with that hangover potion, he took it willing and quickly. Taking a few steps away from the door, he downed it in one swallow and made a face at the disgusting aftertaste. "God, I hate that shite," he said more to himself as he placed the vial on her dresser. He had just decided to start looking for the rest of his clothes when she came out of the bathroom without a shirt, that red bra hanging against her skin and leaving very little to the imagination. Yes, he stared, how could he not? There was a half naked woman in front of him, a woman he had had sex with, and a woman who he hadn't admitted that he wouldn't mind doing it again with.

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[info]pureclover
2008-06-27 02:33 am UTC (link)
Frowning when she caught him staring, she tossed the shirt at his face. "Keep your tongue in your mouth." she said, though it lacked much of her normal venom. Opening her closet, she looked through her shirts, keeping her back too him. There was no reason for her to look at him, she had to get ready for work. In fact she really did not know why he was still here.

"You know you could put on a shirt." she said, taking out a purple blouse and looking it over before putting it back into the closet. No, she did not feel like wearing purple today. Red might be nice, but considering the previous nights activities she would rather not wear a shirt of that color to work. Finally settling on a dark blue one, she slipped it on and started buttoning it up.

He was still just... there. What was someone supposed to do in a situation like this? It was not like she knew, boys did not stay over at her flat. "What are you waiting for, me to make you breakfast?"

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[info]benjy_fenwick
2008-06-27 02:39 am UTC (link)
The shirt hit him in the face and he caught it against his chest, still unable to full tear his eyes off her. Sure, he could look away for a few seconds to throw the shirt on the bed for her later, but his eyes automatically went back to that red bra. Maybe he shouldn't have picked that particular one out because it was killing him looking at it.

Deftly, he heard her mutter about him needing to put a shirt on and he started to say that he would be more than happy to if he knew where it actually was, but he didn't. He seriously just kept staring. It wasn't until she finally put her own shirt on that he tore his gaze away and scratched the back of his neck as he shook his head at her question. "No, just - " he shrugged his shoulders. "Thought we could talk about last night and..." he gestured towards the bed. "What happened." Looking anywhere but her now, he spotted his shoes under the bed next to his socks and sat on her bed so he could put them on. "But if you want me gone, I'll find my shirt and get out of your hair."

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[info]pureclover
2008-06-27 03:00 am UTC (link)
She could feel him staring. While it should annoy her, given who it was, she could not help but feel a bit gratified about it. It allowed her to feel like she had some sort of power in a situation where she was completely floundering. Still, it was not like she was sure on how to use that to her advantage. Sure normally she would, but the circumstances with this one were just a tiny bit different. It wasn't like someone lost their virginity in a drunken shag every bloody day.

Running a hand through her hair, she shrugged and then walked back to the bathroom to busy herself in front of the mirror. How was she supposed to face this, exactly? "Why? Isn't it what you were planning to do anyway? Albeit with a different girl." she spat out, a bit surprised by her own anger at the situation. Taking a second to try and calm herself down, she busied herself with fixing her hair. Hopefully that would be something that would keep her significantly distracted.

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[info]benjy_fenwick
2008-06-27 03:12 am UTC (link)
Except people did lose their virginity on a daily basis in a drunken shag. He only hoped that he had made it nice enough for her last night, especially given the circumstances. Had he known that she was still - that she hadn't done it before, he wouldn't have gone through with any of it. For her sake, anyway.

Benjy watched her go back into the bathroom and checked under the other side of the bed for his shirt and finally found it. Slipping it over his head, he watched her in the bathroom and shook his head. Except she could she that and he sighed. "It would have been different with another girl," he said, though made a face at how ridiculous that sounded. "What I mean is that I wouldn't have actually shagged someone else. Maybe fooled around a bit, got off a few times, and then that's it." That didn't sound nice either; he should really just start digging that hole to China.

"Look," he started, getting agitated with himself and sat down on the edge of her bed. "I'm sorry if you're pissed at me for what happened last night. Had I know that you've never been with anyone before, I wouldn't have gone that far. Not while you were drunk because fuck - you and any other bird out there deserve it better their first time." He rubbed his hands over his face for the nth time that evening and sighed. "For what it's worth though? I only planned to bring you home last night and make sure you were okay after having a few drinks when we were speaking through our journals. The other shite I wrote was just to get a rise out of you because I knew you'd go for it."

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[info]pureclover
2008-06-27 03:32 am UTC (link)
Marlene could barely remember much of the previous night. There were bits and parts, of course, but she had no idea how those bits and parts fit together. This was not the kind of thing she did, which made it all the more upsetting that it had happened and she did not understand how. Not that he would understand that.

When he had to go and say that she stopped what she was doing and turned to glare at him. If looks could kill, he would have been fried there on the spot, and Marlene would have had to pay for new sheets. Not that she was not already going to do that. The ones on her bed now were going to be promptly incinerated as soon as she had time too do so after she got home from work. There was no way that she was going to sleep on them again.

That last bit was what might have been akin to a last straw. Setting her brush down with as much restraint as possible, she continued to glare at him. "Because that's clearly a fact that one broadcasts to everyone." she hissed, marching over to the bed to tower over him. "In fact, I make a habit of it even, tell every boy I run into, just happened to forget to tell you, apparently." Shaking her head, she turned away and just started pacing, running a hand through her hair and messing up what brushing she had already done.

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[info]benjy_fenwick
2008-06-27 03:52 am UTC (link)
How exactly was the entire thing his fault? Though she hadn't exactly spelled it out like that, that was the distinct impression he was getting with all her glaring and standing over him all angry like. His brows pierced together and he stood as she paced in front of him, crossing his arms.

"Well what the fuck do you want me to say, McKinnon - I'm sorry for taking you out last night, sorry that you decided to try and drink me under the table, and sorry that I can't bloody well say no to a girl I've been wanting to snog for a bit? Huh?" he snapped, his temper starting to get the best of him. "Well you can kiss my arse because I'm not sorry for any of that shite and no bloke in his right mind would turn the opportunity to be with you anyway."

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[info]pureclover
2008-06-27 03:59 am UTC (link)
"Well it'd be nice if it wasn't anyone's fault, maybe just a bit, huh?" she snapped back, glaring at him before chewing on a nail. She was upset, she had made a mistake. But making a mistake meant that she had to feel guilty and that was something that she could just not deal with right now. Guilt was simply not on the agenda.

Shifting awkwardly, she looked up at him, still chewing on the nail. But a slight smile twitched a bit on the edge of her lips. "You been wanting to snog me then?" she said softly, a bit of a tease to it. While she might be upset, she had never been a girl to pass up a compliment.

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[info]benjy_fenwick
2008-06-27 04:02 am UTC (link)
The quick shift from them having a go at each other to her catching his compliment and changing her tune had his head spinning. He looked up at the ceiling, as if asking for help and ran his hands up into his hair and tugged at the ends. Merlin, she could be so bloody annoying and infuriating.

"That's what I said, wasn't it?" he said, a bit of annoyance still laced in his voice. If he didn't like women and everything they brought with them - at that moment, he would seriously consider becoming a monk or whatever those things were that didn't get involved with women for the rest of their lives.

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[info]pureclover
2008-06-27 04:13 am UTC (link)
"Well it's not like I want to just be another notch on your post, Fenwick." she grumbled when he said that, frowning again and heading back to the bathroom. It was lucky that she was one to get up early to get ready for work, otherwise she would have had to rush considering how much time this was taking up. "Doesn't mean I don't like being told I'm pretty though."

Brushing her hair, she sighed before tugging a lock, not sure what to do with it. It was not like she did not like Fenwick, she did. And the fact that she had actually slept with him seemed to point to that, even if she was drunk. Normally she did not trust herself to get too drunk with guys in the first place. Obviously because this was the result of that.

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[info]benjy_fenwick
2008-06-27 04:26 am UTC (link)
He watched her walk back into the bathroom and work on her hair again. Personally, he thought it was fine and didn't understand why she was being so meticulous over it. He didn't understand why all girls did that.

"Not that it matters, I don't even have a bloody post and I've only had sex with two other women besides yourself," he said, waving his hand at Marlene when he mentioned her. Sure, he had fooled around with another few, but never to the point where they'd actually done the deed.

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[info]pureclover
2008-06-27 04:37 am UTC (link)
"It's not a literal post, you moron." she muttered under her breath, rolling her eyes. Taking a moment longer, she decided to just keep it down for the day, it went well with the blouse, even if it might become a hassle when doing paperwork at the office. If she ever got to the office. Not that she had much of a choice really, what with all those sick days having already been taken up.

Coming back into the bedroom, she looked around for her wand. "Where the hell did it go." she said, frowning as she looked around for it, before paling slightly. "Did we use a contraception charm?" she nearly shrieked as her voice suddenly cracked, as she looked over at him with wide eyes.

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[info]benjy_fenwick
2008-06-27 04:43 am UTC (link)
He started to say something in regards to her calling him a moron yet again, but just let it go. He was tired, still slightly hungover, and all he wanted to do was make sure she was fully okay and go home and sleep until he had to report in for training.

He had just been pocketing his wand to do that when her question caught him offguard and he stood there, staring at her and trying desperately hard to remember. "I-- don't know. I can't remember," he told her, looking scared shitless. "I mean, it'll be okay, right? You're on the potion, yeah?" He was grasping, but every bird he had ever known was on some sort of potion that didn't let them get pregnant, so why wouldn't she be?

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[info]pureclover
2008-06-27 04:47 am UTC (link)
"Why the bloody hell would I be on the potion, I'm not in the habit of getting bloody shagged!" she yelled, stomping her foot at him. Had there been a reason for her to have been remembering to take that inane potion every day, no, there hadn't. Because she did not shag people. But oh, he had to go and ruin that all in one go.

Grabbing a pillow, she chucked it at him. "If you got me pregnant, I swear I'll do something very unpleasant to you." she threatened before going back to look for her wand. Finally she found it under some of her own clothes from the previous night. Looking at him, she frowned. "What are we going to do about this?"

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[info]benjy_fenwick
2008-06-27 04:52 am UTC (link)
Since he couldn't remember whether or no either of them had done the charm, he had been banking on her actually taking a contraceptive potion. But nope, that idea was chucked out the window in a matter of seconds and he felt his stomach lodge itself in his throat. "I don't know! Most girls are and I didn't think you were an exception!" he snapped back; had it been about something completely different, he would have actually been amused by her petulant stomping. He might have even asked how old she was.

Catching the pillow against him, he huffed and sat it back down on the bed. "Because it would be all my fault, right?" he groaned, holding his hands out. "It takes two to have sex and we were both pissed!" There was a moment's reprieve as she located her wand and gathered it and he took that moment to calm his nerves. "I don't know what we're going to do, but it was just once. Nothing will probably happen anyway."

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[info]pureclover
2008-06-27 04:59 am UTC (link)
"I didn't say it was all your fault!" she huffed back. There was just nothing that she could do now, was there? Everything was done and over with and Marlene had always had a problem just rolling with what life gave her. Her sister was better at things like this, Nadine always knew what to do and never panicked. Unfortunately Nadine had not covered 'drunken shag with a bloke you might like' in the birds and the bees chat.

Sitting on the bed, she felt like she was about to cry. Her eyes heated up and she pressed her palms against them to keep that from happening. "That's not the point, something did happen, bloody hell. It wasn't supposed to be like this."

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[info]benjy_fenwick
2008-06-27 05:24 am UTC (link)
Standing there rather awkwardly, Benjy watched her. He didn't know what to do. He had never been in a situation like this before where he and the girl he was shagging had mucked up and forgotten a contraceptive potion or charm. Though the last time he had been with anyone was nearing a year, but that definitely wasn't the point. He knew she was upset; hell, he was upset too, especially since she kept yelling at him.

Hesitating briefly, he sat beside her on the bed and touched her arm and pulled it down gently so he could look at her. "Things rarely happen the way any of us want them to," he said in a moment of complete seriousness. They only happened occasionally, mostly because he hated acting seriously all the damn time, but he wasn't a bloody moron like she thought he was. "We were drunk, really drunk, and for all either of us know, I might not have even got off inside you." He realised a moment too late that that might sound a bit crude to someone who hadn't had sex before, but what could he do?

"It'll be okay," he assured her a moment later, touching the small of her back gently and in a way that he hoped would be comforting.

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[info]pureclover
2008-06-27 05:33 am UTC (link)
Once he started touching her, her lip started to tremble. Really she needed to be getting ready for work. But if anything she just felt like an upset little girl. In the space of just a few weeks, she had almost died, been saved, beens stuck in the hospital, and then gotten drunk and shagged by the same guy who had done the shagging. It was all just a little too much. With everything going on in the world, from disappearances to deaths to attacks, this was just so minor on anyones scale. But she had no idea how to deal with it.

She gave a little hiccup when she tried to talk, but shook her head and pressed her hands against her eyes again. "'S not what I meant." she said weakly, trying not to cry. "'S all bloody fucked up. Can't even remember my bloody first time really, and have to get ready for work but I don't want to and I can't miss anymore days and you'd make this a lot easier if you were being a bloody arse like I'm used to." she spurted out, a tear streaming down her cheek.

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[info]benjy_fenwick
2008-06-27 05:42 am UTC (link)
He had never seen her cry. It was something he probably shouldn't have been contemplating, especially since he had a crying woman on his hand, but he honestly had no recollection of ever seeing her so bent out of shape. Even when they were on the mission and she had gotten the shit hexed out of her, she didn't cry.

He did listen to her though - or at least attempted to understand what she meant. Though the two things that really caught his attention was the fact that she didn't remember any of it and that she thought he always acted like an arse. Was that all she thought of him?

"Do you really want me to be a complete arse here? To get up, leave you sitting here bloody crying and not even speak to you again - maybe spread it around the Ministry that we slept together?" He shook his head, pulling his hand away from her back. "'m not going to do that, I'm not that fucking thoughtless and was raised a bit better than to leave without making sure you were okay." That actually hurt, it felt like a slap across the face.

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[info]pureclover
2008-06-27 08:03 pm UTC (link)
"You weren't who I was talking about, idiot." she mumbled, wiping her eyes. This was all just so, so stupid. It was her fault anyway, as much as she would like to deny it. Shaking her head, she sniffled and looked at him. "You're an idiot, not an arse. Otherwise you'd already be gone."

Crossing her arms, she looked away. "I've got to get breakfast started. Boss won't be happy if I'm late. They're already pissed that I was gone for so long." It was just easier now to just focus on work. That was an idea easier to wrap her head around than whatever had happened between the two of them, which she had no idea what to do about. It was not like she did not like him, because she did, which made it all the more complicated.

"You never answered if you wanted anything to eat."

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[info]benjy_fenwick
2008-06-27 08:30 pm UTC (link)
Jaw clenched as she called him an idiot again, he kept his mouth shut. He hated when she did that; he had stopped calling her a wench or any other rendition of the names he used to call her during school, couldn't she do the same? He listened to her ramble about everything she had to do and why she had to go to work - her bosses should have realised she couldn't help being in the hospital after the mission they were on recently. Arses.

He shook his head at her question though. "No, I'll get out of your hair and I have to be at training in a few hours," he said, still thinking about sleeping for another hour before getting up and reporting for training. Breathing deep, he ran his hands over his trousers and pushed himself up. "You going to be okay?"

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