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[dontfeartreaper]

Crowley didn't had anything against kids, like he didn't had anything against animals in general. But in particularly cases like the mentioned animals having kitties on his wardrobe or the mentioned kid sleeping in his roommate's lap he started to have a problem. It just get worse when a flying broom entered the room trough the balcony.

(ooc. first part here)

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[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

[....alright, so maybe you have a point....

He's shoving his blanket to the floor and relocating himself to the side of the bed, looking only a little exasperated.] ....yeah. You were in pretty bad shape, but she fixed what she could....

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[I d..? I mena, of course I do.

Fi..fixed..who? [He sounds nervous and slightly frantic, even if he's making an effort to hide it. His wings are trembling and the smallmovement hurt a way too much. The sweat on his forehead is wetting his hair and he tries to turn to see his back agian.]

[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

Elphaba. [Will you stop moving like that? It's making him hurt just watching you. Just lay down again, he's trying to move the hair out of your eyes.]

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

Why ah..always the witch is mixed in our messes?

[Give me a sec I just noticed that my wings are sewed ;A,. Thanks for that~]

[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

[It could be worse. They could be gone ;_; And he gives a little half shrug.] It's just what she does. I don't think there's any stopping her.

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[Agh, true ;o; He sighs and bits his lip. More like gnawing in it.]

I will need to thanks her...And the kid?

[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

He's fine. I took him home. [See? Be glad he likes them so much, she wanted to rip them off! ;o;] ....I didn't want you to get hurt.

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

Good..[Why thanks, I'm rather fond of my wings. we been together for some time now :|

He sounds tired.] I know. You look like crap too.

[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

[He should be tired. Seriously dude, more sleep. You need it.] Gee. Thanks.

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

Always happy to please. [He moves a hand over the sheets. Join me B|]

[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

[And raising a brow. While the bed would definitely be more comfortable than that chair, your wings are kinda in the way and he's already seen how well you take to moving them.]

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[Damn it Cori, more your sorry as here. I didn't go trough hell and not get some cudd...some contact in return.]

I am that disgusting now that you don't even want to come closer? [Manipulative? Who's manipulative?]

[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

Don't even start. [Being manipulative works just as well! Trying to stretch out and slide under one wing without actually moving it, but....yeah. You can have cuddles, are you happy now?]

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[He gritted his teeth to stop himself from crying out in pain when you did that but the warm contact worth it. He's freezing.]

[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

[He didn't miss that. And he curls as close as he can because of that, moving one arm around your shoulders. Goddamn, you really are cold.]

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[It was nothing, really. Just excruciating pain, the usual. Crowley tries to come closer as much as he can too, burying his face in Corinthian's collarbone, sighing..]

[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

[Because excruciating pain is always nothing. Right. And he's resting his chin on Crowley's head.] Go to sleep.

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[Uhm...is not hat bad, really. Just like..is someone tried to rip off your arm. Murmuring.]

Sleeps is what I always so.

[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

[Most people would find that beyond painful, really. And he's not smiling a little, honest. Or petting your hair.]

Good.

It was mean to be 'always do' not 'so' wtf self'B|

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[Really? I do wonder why.]

I was complaining....agh I can't even sound sarcastic as this. [He moves his right arm around you, that one doesn't hurt that much.]

It's alright, I knew what you meant~ <3

[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

Give it a few more days, I'm sure that'll be back to normal in no time. [He'd prefer if you stopped moving period, but the contact is really nice....]

Sorry anyway. I need sleep B|

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

I miss it already...[I'm going to stop because I'm too tired to do anything else. And I'm hungry.] Do you think that he will remember? The kid I mean.

Yes, yes you do :| What time is it there?

[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

[He'll get you food when you can move without hurting yourself :| And you're not getting much. He's quiet for a few moments, and he shakes his head.] I don't think so. He's too young. He'll forget before too long.

Time for me to go to sleep.2:30 ^^'

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[Or not throwing up the food. :| He's caressing your back.]

Hell is hard to forget.

Eeesh, yeah XD; Go to sleep! <3

[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

[That's exactly why he won't give you much at first. He sighs a little at the touch.]

Kids bounce back quickly. They're good at it.