Terrence. (![]() ![]() @ 2010-04-18 23:54:00 |
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Entry tags: | ella lestrange, terrence higgs |
Who: TELLA
What: nap time.
When: Sunday night.
Where: Ella's room.
Warnings: R/NC-17 for shagging. Totally unexpected shagging. (Also, as is implied by the pairing, first time/underage-ness. >.>)
Though his visit with Amelia had ended on the best note it probably could have, considering, Terrence still felt like shite. No longer upset, or angry, or anything of the sort - just utterly, completely, emotionally drained. He didn't get upset often, and thus when he did it was usually pretty disastrous, but where his sister was concerned he did everything one hundred and ten percent.
Apparently that also included fighting. It even put his fight with Ella to shame, and that had been a really low point. But he had fixed that, and he would fix this, too. Just not tonight.
Tonight all he wanted was to see Ella. She was the only one guaranteed not to cause any drama; even if she couldn't lift his spirits, she certainly wouldn't dampen them, either. He'd have gone to see her tonight anyway, but it was slightly different than usual - he was in a very different mood than he usually was when he showed up at her door.
After changing into the sweats and t-shirt he'd become accustomed to using as sleepwear when he spent the night with Ella, he headed straight for her room. Quietly, he slipped inside, and smiled at the sight of her asleep. Earlier, he'd been looking forward to a rowdy pillow fight, but in the mood he was in, curling up in bed and dozing off sounded absolutely perfect.
He was tempted not to wake her, but she'd told him to, so he didn't bother moving too slowly as he crawled into bed with her. He pulled her close, shifting her blanket over them both, and pressed a kiss to her temple before twining himself around her.