tackled her down to the floor, hugging her tightly and nuzzling into her.
yelped quite loudly for her and tried to block her head from hitting the ground. "Odin! Søren! Y' scared the hell out 'f me." She frowned at him but hugged him back.
mumbled quietly. "Don't care... missed ye..." He closed his eyes as he laid on her, not wanting to move.
smiled a little, playing with his hair. "I missed y' too." She stared up at the ceiling, closing her eyes after. "Tack.."
nods a bit as he held her tighter. He had needed her as of late...
made a sound, she couldn't exactly breathe. "Sorry I haven' been here.. Are y' 'lright?"
just nuzzled into her more.
frowned a little. "Søren... Tell me what's wrong."
tapped his head slightly. "Don' lie t' me."
hid his face against her. "Nej."
started to push him away. "Nej."
pushed him away still. "Tell me."
tried to muffle a cough against her.
frowned a little and sighed. "Up. Y'er goin t' lay down."
pouts. "M'fine against ye..."
frowns. "'M not fine on the floor. Come on bed. 'll lay with y'."
... rolled off of her and laid flat on the floor. "Gimme a minute to get the strength to get up. I think I wasted it all on that tackle."
got to her knees frowning a little. She unbuttoned and took off her shirt, to give him a little motivation. "'lright."
stands up. "Hm? Well.. Come on." She offered him a hand.
took her hand, tempted to pull her down but a nice warm bed did sound nice. He got up and coughed again, groaning as he headed to the stairs.
put her arm around his waist, she helped him to the stairs and up them. "Y'll be okay." She rubbed his back slightly.
smiled a bit, leaning into her. "Tak Odin ye're back..."
supported him until they got to the room, helping him to the bed. "Lay down, 'lright?"
nods as he flopped onto the bed, closing his eyes and hissing a bit at his side.
heard the hiss. "Let me see y'er side..." She said quietly leaving the door open for the animals.
mumbled quietly. "It's not a pain ye can heal..." He didn't move his arm though.
frowned at that. "Why...?" She walked over, kneeling down beside the bed, she kissed his arm. "Please let me see?"
watched her and sighed before pulling his shirt off and letting it drop to the side. He was some times less stubborn while sick.
glad that he listened to her so easily this time. She looked at his side quietly.
closed his eyes as he breathed slowly, wincing every once in a while. There was nothing to suggest that his side was hurt, at least from the outside.
frowned. "Y' broke a rib didn't y'?" She was really worried.
shakes his head as he rubbed his side. "It just hurts... I've not done anythin' to it... it just... hurts."
frowns a little. "Have y' been coughin a lot?"
sighs a little, lightly touching his side. "I think y' tore or strained a muscle."
winced a bit and whined. "Make it better..."
"Y' have t' relax... Y' should be takin' cough syrup so that y' wont be coughin..."
scrunched his face up at that and curled up. "I dun like cough syrup. It's gross."
sat on the edge of his bed, stroking his hair. "I know.. But y' should take it, jus' so y' could not hurt y'erself..."
sighs. "For me?" she wanted him to listen to her.
whined. "I don't like iiittttt."
sighs. "I don' care. Jus' I don' want y' hurtin y'erself."
pouts. "I'll be good. Just no syrup."
sighed quietly. "'S it really that bad?" She didn't normally get sick, and right now she was ignoring her migraine for him.
nods. "I really don't like it...."
nods a little. "'lright... Y' big baby." She teased kissing his forehead. "What have y' been eatin lately?"
huffed at being called a baby before shifting, his hand on his side again. "Murr..."
"What have y' eaten?" She asked, as she went back to stroking his hair.
kept his eyes closed as he leaned into the touch. "Murr...."
frowned at that. "y've barely eaten haven't y'?" B/
rolled her eyes. "Takin that as a ja..." Sigh groaned a little.
sighs. "I don't feel hungry when sick... and I've been too cold to get up and make somethin'..."
nods to him. "Y' should have a blanket 'round y'.. But.. I understand.." She kept playing with his hair.
nods a little as he almost started falling asleep, missing her soft touch.
watches him, she kept playing with his hair, and lightly touching his forehead.
mumbled quietly, shifting when she touched his forehead. It was a bit warmer than normal.
frowns again, she shifted to get up, and went to get a cool cloth. She came back and shifted his hair, laying the cloth on his forehead.
made a sound and whined quietly.
laid down beside him now, wrapping her arms around his waist.
buried his head into her chest, missing her warmth and comfort.
drew light circles on his side, being careful of the painful spot.
hummed quietly, going a little limp from being relaxed now.
glad to notice him relaxing like that, she just kept tracing the circles and lines on him.
shivered a few times every time her fingers went over a scar. No matter how old they were, they were still sensitive.
knew that, and had the same problem with her scars, even if her's were lighter.
whined some more still before opening his eyes faintly and resting a hand on her cheek.
smiled as she felt his hand on her cheek. "Rest.."
nods faintly. "I'll try..."
"Good." She mumbled, playing with his shirt now.
closed his eyes soon after, unable to keep them open. His hand slowly slid off her cheek after that.
let his hand slide, she let him relax, but kept her arm around him, not wanting him to feel like he was alone right now.
really didn't want to be alone, and liked her holding him. He started to breath a little deeper, falling into a light sleep.
kept holding him, she was glad when he started to fall asleep.
just too comfy in her arms, and missed her warmth and caring and just everything.
missed him dearly everytime she left. She always worried about him.
always worried about her...
very glad that she wasn't forgotten about by him. She closed her eyes after a few minutes.
could never forget her. He was too loyal to. He shited closer to her in his sleep, mumbling quietly about missing her.
leaned down to kiss his head. "'M right here, Søren... Shh..." She held onto his shirt lightly listening to him.
calmed down instantly after that, sinkng more into the pillow.
very glad when he calmed down, every so often, she kissed his head and would whisper how much she missed him and loved him, and how she couldn't wait until he got better.
smiled faintly in his sleep, aware of what she was saying even if he wasn't fully conscious. He really did luck out with her.
considered herself the lucky one, honestly. She was so thankful that he even gave her a chance.
surprised himself, but he was glad he took that chance. Even if his family members were surprised, he didn't care. He didn't care what people thought about him. Not when it came to her, at least.
considered herself exceedingly lucky and thanked the Gods for him. She didn't care about what her family thought either. Except when Dorthe called him twin it weirded her out.
glad she felt lucky then... He liked feeling wanted and needed. He doubted he could live without some kind of attention like that.
sure he couldn't live without any sort of attention. Physical or otherwise.
didn't know how he became so dependant on it... though right now he didn't care. As long as he had her attention now, that's all that mattered. Even if it was selfish.
amazingly didn't think she could survive without his attention now either. She normally didn't need attention but if she didn't have him she felt like crap.
wanted to make her feel good... once he was better.
felt fine if she was with him, she could ignore the pain with him around as long as he ignored the slight scarring on her face from the accident.
didn't mind it at all... to him, scars were attractive. Even if they brought bad memories.
glad for that. She hated the scars sometimes. They brought her more frightened looks on the street than normal.
thought it helped build her character... and it was a nice contrast since her skin was so smooth. And he knew everyone's made mistakes...
agreed, even if the scars had brought the question of if she was abused from some women on the street.
would frown at that if he were awake. He tried to keep his scars hidden in public, which made it hard when he wanted to swim at the beaches...
found his scars exceedingly attractive, she liked when he showed them off, and wished he would do that more often.
... was a little self conscious of them. He didn't like thinking about his mistakes...
didn't really like her's but she treated every scar like a story, or a learning experience that she'd be poorer without. She thought of his the same way.
glad she saw them in a more positive light now... Dorthe still had issues with them.
had to think of them like that, she had to explain them to Sealand years ago and that wasn't fun. She had pretty much trained herself to look at them like that.
would be tracing them now if he could.
didn't mind that he wasn't, she perfered that he slept and got better.
sleeping rather well right now, thankfully.
glad. She herself had started to drift off.
wouldn't mind if she slept with him... He'd like it, really. She was comfy...
liked to sleep with him, it comforted her. She fell into a calming sleep.