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Pining companions and sole getting stuck in a small cramped place to hide from some enemies maybe? Also with X6 if possible...? 👉👈 and I absolutely love your most recent companions react. Keep up the great work and stay safe!

(Thank you so much for the request and extra special thanks for the compliment, things like that are what keep me wanting to write 💖 hope you enjoy.)

Cait:

She was both super excited and super freaked out. That was a major problem for her, mainly because she wasn’t nearly as unnerved by the feral ghouls outside the shitty little fortress you assembled as she was scared of saying the wrong thing while you wait. She never has been the type to worry about such stupid things, but with you? That was a different story, ever since you proven yourself to her...and since she realized that you stopped becoming just friends and she started wanting something more.

So with that being said, she’d nervously tap her foot, bite her lip and take back-to-back swigs from her flask- sheepishly offering you some of her drink as well. Just anything to keep her mind off of how strongly she felt the urge to grab ahold of your pretty face and kiss you and tell you how crazy you drive her.

That probably wouldn’t be the best thing to do when your life was literally being threatened.

Curie:

Oh my, she was so excited. I mean..as excited as someone forced into hiding for their life could be..which was still pretty excited for her. She was well aware of the dangers beyond your tiny refuge but she couldn’t help but focus on the way that your hands brushed up against each other as you settled, a big smile on her lips and a small blush to pair.

She wasn’t quite sure why you had this kind of effect on her much less what the “effect” really was, but whatever the reason, it was intoxicating.

Danse:

At first he was completely fine, jumping out his suit of armor to use it as a barricade in case the super mutants just so happened to track the two of you back to your makeshift hiding space. However..when he climbed out of the steel contraption and realized just how small the room was, he began to panic all over again.

There wasn’t anywhere he could move without brushing up against you. It would’ve all been okay has you been literally anyone else, but you? Well you just had this terrible way of setting his flesh ablaze with a mere look, his nose and cheeks flushing bright red when you flashed a small cheeky smile.

“Well Paladin...think we should just wait it out this time. I call being the big spoon..”

And just like that, Danse thought he was going to faint.

Deacon:

More than anything deacon was scared. Not because it was you though, no, he was far too comfortable despite his little crush to be scared to hunker down with you. You were like his best friend after all...well he certainly hoped that one day you’d be a little more when the two of you were in a better place......literally.

As for now, he’d settle for whispering small jokes to distract you from the looming feeling of peril that took form as the pissed off institue synths lurking just beyond the safe refuge of the meager broom closet he pulled you inside.

Gage:

His primary objective was to make sure the stupid nuka-lurks wouldn’t bust through the doorway, his single hazel colored eye darting around the ridiculously small room in search of a way to fortify your surroundings.

He’d be damned if he let anything happen to you.

After your help putting up what little barricades you could make, he sighed, turning on his heels..only to completely brush up against you.

It was then the raider realized just how cramped your makeshift refuge was...he realized just how close the two of you were going to be for who knows how long.

While the thought made his heart hammer in chest, he couldn’t help the smug grin that tugged at the corners of his lips.

This should be interesting to say the least.

Hancock:

Had it not been for the inherent danger of the vastly outnumbering amount of raiders on the other side of the wall, he might’ve actually gotten to enjoy the close contact with you. Don’t get me wrong though, a piece of him was starting to feel all..strange.

By this point he was well aware of his feelings for you, just not on how to proceed with them..there wasn’t really ever a good time to confront you with it anyways. Besides, now certainly wasn’t either.

That still didn’t stop Hancock from doing a little victory dance internally. Hey, it might’ve not been ideal..but at least he was damn close to you right now.

He’ll take it.

Macready:

Be it his experience in little lamplight or the countless other “eventful” things he’d endured throughout his life, Mac wasn’t terribly phased.

Sure, the mere thought of being truly stuck, death literally around the corner was scary, but it was nothing compared to the rushing of blood in his ears. Had you been anyone else, he might’ve been more annoyed, willing to toss you out to whatever was trying to get the two of you and run but..no.

It was you. It was you that truly made him afraid now. A seemingly endless amount of time to spend with the one person he felt such intense feelings for after Lucy..so much time to fudge it up.

This was going to be a long night.

Maxson:

The close proximity didn’t even register with him at first. Instead his mind was more preoccupied with firstly, devising a way to get out with the two of you wholly intact and secondly, pondering just where he went wrong...also just what the hell was taking the backup he requested so long.

However when he tried to back away from the closet door, only to bump right into you he visibly froze.

Oh by steel, this was hell.

He had been in plenty of predicaments like this one before, but never in any of said experiences had the person he was with has the ability to make his speechless nor cause an unfamiliar fluttering in his stomach.

So...he’d remain rigid until finally the spinning barrel of a mini gun could be heard on the other side of the room’s barricaded steel door.

Nick:

He should’ve seen it coming. Thanks to him, the two of you were stuck, completely at the mercy of whatever higher power was watching over.

Since when did deathclaws inhabit old department stores??? It didn’t matter.

What mattered to him at this point was the soft lulling of you voice when you yawned through whatever witty remark you were going to shoot his way. If he had a true heart, it would’ve been hammering out of his chest at this point. As a matter of fact, it would’ve probably stopped altogether when you decided to take a long overdue nap- snuggled up in his trenchcoat.

What was he going to do with you?

Old Longfellow:

This wasn’t his first rodeo with this kind of predicament, so he wasn’t entirely bothered. An uncontrollable grin shaping his face as he watched you visibly pout, leaning up against the boarded up window as you eyed the only visible entry way- trying to block out the snarls of the feral ghoul hoards on the other side.

He couldn’t help but chuckle when you scoffed, rolling your eyes when the noises stopped.

Damn, you were cute.

Wait...what? Where did that come from?

Piper:

Luckily she had an ability to pretend nothing was wrong at all. It was one of the many perks of what her occupation and its experience does to a person. So, outwardly Piper would just snicker as she watched the Deathclaw outside frantically try to find where you ran off to- almost outwardly busting out laughing as the fearsome creature literally chased its own tail for a moment.

However on the inside she was practically jumping for joy. It was perhaps not the best way to get to spend some quality time with you but..eh, beggar’s can’t be choosers. She wouldn’t want anyone else to hide from death with anyways!

Preston:

It had crossed his mind to simply just jump out of the window a couple times. It wasn’t because you were just that insufferable, heavens, it was quite the opposite. He just couldn’t stand the way he couldn’t stop staring at your lips, the way he could hardly form a intelligible word and the way you just seemed to radiate beauty in a time where most would’ve been scared shitless.

How were you so unbothered? How did you manage to make him feel so out of control?

To make matters worse, the close proximity you shared only intensified the nervousness he felt. As though the thought of an angry mole rat pack eating him wasn’t enough...

He knew the reason, but..why?

Sturges:

This wasn’t exactly the first time this had happened to you and him..only this time was different in the sense that it was just you and him, the room was a whole hell of a lot smaller and finally, the first time..you didn’t make his heart flutter by just smiling at him.

Surprisingly he’d be pretty good at hiding his awkward internal feelings, instead choosing to focus on an escape plan.

However...this event did encourage him to finally find himself at your doorstep one night to confess the way he truly felt.

X6-88:

Life certainly has a way of surprising you, doesn’t it? X6 certainly thought so at this point. There was hardly ever a situation that he couldn’t shoot his way out of, even if there was, he would just relay the fuck out of there as soon as he could...and yet here he was. Stuck behind some old collapsed building while a behemoth aimlessly hunted the two of you down.

Although the structure was big, there was no telling how safe each room was so using better judgement, the two of you decided to stay in the one tiny interior room.

It was then that X6 really wished he could teleport at that time. He loved being in your company, he really did..but as of late? Well lately an unfamiliar, scary feeling took over his senses when you merely looked at him.

He was terrified. Now? He was absolutely horrified. There was no stopping the awkwardness he felt as he so desperately tried to look anywhere but those pretty eyes of your’s.

Wait, pretty? Oh no..what has taken ahold of him?

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Bad for Me Ch. 11: Patching Up

Word count: 3470 Pairings: Nyx x OC (Eve Leonis)

Tagging badass Caitlin’s mom @sakumartti <3

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Eve sat beside the lit nightstand lamp inside the caravan trailer, and gently lifted her shirt to examine the damage. The first-aid kit was lying open next to her on the bed. She exhaled forcefully and very carefully felt her ribs. Even a light touch made her jolt from the pain. At least two of her ribs were broken. Fortunately, the potion had helped to stop the bleeding rather quickly and the dried blood was caked on her skin.

At the sound of the trailer’s door opening, Eve quickly lowered her shirt and lifted her gaze.

“How bad is it?” Nyx asked concerned. He walked straight at her.

“Not at all,” Eve could hardly hold back pulling a wry mouth.

“Eve, let me see–”

“No.”

“Come on, it’s nothing I haven’t seen before,” Nyx coaxed and stopped in front of her.

Eve threw him an angry glare.

“And yet, only one of us is pained by the actual memories,” her voice was filled with an icy tone that the Glacian would have been proud of.

“…That might be true, but let me still patch you up,” Nyx refused to be embarrassed, but his cheeks colored a bit. Fortunately Eve was too busy being in pain to notice.

Nyx crouched in front of Eve. He glanced at her eyes in search for permission, but Eve just stared ahead, trying to keep her breath even. Nyx began to softly roll her shirt up and told her to hold still while he would clean the contusion and wounds.

“So, the Kingsglaive crest?” Nyx nodded towards Eve’s tattoo below her breasts, “What is the story behind that?”

“As obvious as it is,” Eve responded while watching Nyx carefully treat her. “I have a father in the city, but it also feels like the king took me under his wing. He gave me the chance to become who I am now. And the tattoo reminds me of that.”

“Sounds familiar,” Nyx said without elaborating, “This might sting a bit.”

Nyx tried to be as gentle as he could, and tape the wounds so that they would scar as little as possible. He noticed how Eve’s skin was mostly smooth, only a few small scars on her side breaking it.

“Where are those from?” Nyx asked, eyeing the old cuts.

Eve blew the air from her lungs in an attempt to ignore the pain.

“Is it question time now?” she asked.

“No, I’m just trying to make you think of something else,” Nyx replied in a soft voice.

Eve somehow relaxed and felt a tingle in her stomach, caused by the man’s touch on her skin. It was so careful and caring, very much unlike the usual cheeky Nyx, throwing bawdy comments at her expense and trying to make her blush.

“There. Try not to get thrown around by a behemoth anytime soon again, okay? And drink another potion,” Nyx smiled looking up at Eve. Beholding his gaze, she nodded slightly, baffled by the sudden proximity of his face.

“Thanks, Nyx.”

“You’re welcome.”

Nyx didn’t move and Eve was getting uncomfortable with all sorts of thoughts ramming through her head, mainly concentrating on his lips and the memories of them against her skin. In her excuse, it was the pain that was making her dawdle.

“No thank you kiss?” Nyx grinned startling Eve at the break of the building-up tension.

“Oh screw you!”

Eve tried to stand up, but faltered from a slash of pain in her chest and Nyx had to grab her waist to stabilize her.

“Sorry, you are just too easy to tease,” he said smiling softly and Eve steeled her legs from betraying her again.

“I shall try to be more difficult then,” she said gathering the leftovers of her dignity and left the trailer for fresh air after taking another potion with her. Nyx was left to gaze longingly after her. Eve only then realized how exhausted she really was from the long battle. The pain-masking adrenaline had settled and every inch of her body was either bruised or just aching. ‘This feels the same as when I first started training – Like I got my ass kicked by an Astral.’

Eve’s thoughts were interrupted by Caitlin who was approaching her, waving.

“Hey, is Nyx in there?” she asked and Eve flinched slightly, but Caitlin didn’t wait for a response, “We are going to barbeque the best bits tonight. Come eat your share, you’ve certainly deserved it.”

“Behemoth meat? I’ve never tried that before,” Eve remarked, “I’ll pass the note.”

Caitlin smiled eyeing the trailer door.

Eve glared at her. “I’m sure Nyx will be up for it,” she sighed as she sat on one of the plastic garden chairs. Sitting down caused her to wince from a flash of pain.

“You okay there?” Caitlin asked.

“Uh, yeah. Don’t worry about it. We’ll be there tonight,” Eve said trying to breathe as steadily as she could.

“Great. See you in a bit then.” Caitlin bounced happily away and left Eve to grumble alone.

“Oh Nyx, look at my bouncing butt, oh Nyx did you see how good a shot I am, oh Nyx, how about–“

“Who are you talking to?” the man himself landed on the ground from the trailer with raised eyebrows.

“No one,” Eve said quickly, looking at everywhere but Nyx. “Caitlin invited us to barbeque the beast tonight,” she changed the subject and opened the potion cork with her teeth.

“Okay sounds good,” Nyx said looking as Eve gulped the liquid down. He didn’t seem to be bothered by their intimate patching up -session anymore and it somehow annoyed Eve.

“That’s what I told her. I’ll go get some rest if you don’t mind. Come find me when there’s food.”

”You know… Despite the injuries you got, you did well today.” A small smile was tugging at Nyx’s lips.

Eve’s knees went weak again. ‘Damn it. Don’t look at me like that.’

“Thanks,” she smiled back shyly and climbed clumsily into the trailer.

Nyx looked after her figure, biting his lower lip.

‘And there she goes again, obviously running. I shouldn’t have teased her like that.’ He let out a sigh. ‘Maybe I should go get some rest elsewhere then and let her sleep.’

It took several hours to flay, cut and move the behemoth meat to the post. Eve was happily unconscious the whole time. Being a countryside girl originally, she wouldn’t have backed out from helping, given the chance, but she needed the rest and time for the potions to work their magic. The hunters were experts on the job and handled the meat swiftly.

The barbeque was already warming up, when Nyx decided to go wake Eve up. He entered the trailer silently and walked over to sit at the bed where she was sleeping.

‘She looks so peaceful for once.’ He fought to keep himself from sweeping some stray hairs from her cheek. Eve’s usually neat hair bun was a tangled mess and in dire need of a wash. The same could be said of her clothing that had dirt and blood all over them. ‘I guess she was too exhausted to care.’

Yet, Nyx couldn’t wake Eve from her calm slumber and told himself it wasn’t because he wanted to watch her sleep for a moment longer.

‘I really should stop staring at her like a creep.’

Suddenly Eve winced awake with a ball of fire in her hand, aimed at Nyx’s chest.

“Whoa, it’s me!” Nyx raised his hands in the air.

Eve’s eyes were big as dinner plates, before she settled down, breathing heavily.

“W-what exactly are you doing?” she panted and extinguished the fire on her palm by squeezing her hand into a fist.

“I came to wake you up, there’ll be food soon.”

“What?”–Eve sighed–“Just give a holler next time or something.”

‘And don’t sneak up on me like that,’ she wanted to add. ‘And why are you sitting on my bed anyway?’

“Sorry. Here, let me help you,” Nyx said.

Eve ignored his outreached hand and slid her still shaky, slim body down from the bed. She marched to the door. Nyx rolled his eyes and took up after her.

The Chocobo Post was filled with celebrating people – hunters, travelers, random passerbys, and of course the post staff who handled the food. Everyone was either carrying a paper plate or in the line to get one filled with grilled meat. The sun had started to set, but the atmosphere was warm. The air was filled with cheerful chatter and music.

“Smells delicious,” Eve noted. Nyx watched as excitement formed on her features and it made him smile too. Obtaining plates full of hot food made the pair realize how famished they actually had been.

“Well if it ain’t the heroes of the day. Thanks for helping our boys out,” Wiz said while serving more drinks for them.

“More like the hero and his newbie sidekick,” Eve laughed. She was in a good mood after getting a rest, despite her injuries and dire need of a bath.

‘Gorgeous sidekick,’ Nyx wanted to correct, but settled for a chuckle and a quick glance at the said partner.

“Hey Wiz, is there somewhere more spacious we could clean up?” Eve asked while she was finishing up her food, “Not that there is anything wrong with the RV, it’s just a little… cramped.”

“Of course, I was just about to offer. Use the staff bathroom. Will you be needin’ a fresh set of clothes?” Wiz nodded towards the chocobo post building.

“No thanks, we got it covered,” Eve flashed a warm smile from Wiz to Nyx. The latter gulped and had to cough to prevent from choking from the food.

“Mind if I hit the shower first?” Eve asked.

“Go ahead,” Nyx gestured.

Eve stood up, thanking Wiz for the food and went on to grab her things in order to freshen up.

‘She is in a good mood. Really haven’t seen that since our first meeting.’

“Hearty girl that one. So you guys hittin’ it off?” Wiz asked winking.

Nyx coughed again, violently beating his chest. ‘We did, once. Now she can’t stand to be in the same room with me.’

“No, we work together,” he said matter of factly.

“Uh-huh,” Wiz studied the other man, “and?”

“It’s complicated.”

“Ain’t it always?” Wiz laughed. Nyx stared at his almost empty plate with a vexed expression. Luckily Wiz dropped the subject and left to attend to other guests.

Caitlin approached Nyx.

“Lost your teammate already?” She really didn’t sound like Eve’s absence was bothering her.

“She went to clean up,” Nyx replied.

“Well I can keep you company, so you don’t have to be alone,” Caitlin gave him a flirtatious smirk and sat at the table.

“Much obliged,” Nyx smiled, “So, what’s the story behind you?”

“My late father was a hunter, learned the craft from him,” Caitlin said taking a comfortable position in the chair.

“You’re from around these parts?”

“Lestallum originally, but I mostly travel after my prey. There isn’t a town that has no need for a huntress these days,” she winked, “What about you, Nyx Ulric? You were using magic back there so that fib about being a Crownsguard can’t be true.”

Nyx smiled at her sharp notion and knowledge. “So you noticed, huh?”

“Hard not to when you were beaming around the battlefield like a pinball. Not that I’m complaining though.”

“The usual guys were busy, so they sent us. That’s about it,” Nyx said shrugging. But ‘We slept together and the captain sent us here so we would stop quarreling about everything,’ would have been more precise answer.

“Okay, let’s leave it at that then,” Caitlin consented, still eyeing the man pointedly.

“What about your cute comrade? Is she your girlfriend? You seem to fight a lot,” she asked laced with a cunning expression.

“What, you too? We must really look good together for everyone to think that,” Nyx let out a nervous laugh and turned to ensure that Eve wasn’t coming back yet.

Caitlin was leaning towards him over the table.

“Well, those longing gazes you throw at each other after bickering about something petty might give it away. If a complete stranger could catch that up, they were really in trouble. Caitlin guessed Nyx’s thoughts and said: “But I just might be sharper than most.”

“We are in the same squad and she is not my girlfriend. Can’t explain the fighting though, even if I wanted,” Nyx was biting his lip.

“Okay, another topic you don’t wish to discuss in depth I see.” Caitlin lay back in the plastic chair.

‘This woman is too sharp for her own good,’ Nyx thought.

Like a saving grace, Eve walked on the set and dropped her toiletry bag on the table. She then proceeded to dry her hair in the towel. Both Nyx and Caitlin were looking at her. Nyx captivated by the clean and shower fresh look, and Caitlin was sizing her up in the light of the recent information she had gotten out of Nyx.

“Your turn. I hope I left some hot water for you,” Eve said smiling lightly. She was wearing another pair skin tight stretch pants and a sweater with none of the usual weapon casings or potion bags strapped on her. Nyx believed that she had never looked so… civilian in his company before.

Eve sat down next to Caitlin as Nyx stood up.

“Ladies,” he bowed his head lightly and left. Caitlin looked after him shamelessly and Eve didn’t know how to react. She fidgeted with her hair brush.

“He is quite the catch,” the red-head winked.

“More like insufferable and cheeky,” Eve didn’t think much before replying and continued to brush her long hair.

“Oh wow. You guys have really done it!” Caitlin laughed manically.

Eve dropped the hair brush and quickly picked it up. Caitlin was still giggling. “And you just confirmed it.”

Eve was opening her mouth in agony like a fish out of water.

“Did Nyx–?”

“Nope, so don’t get mad at him more than you already are. He said nothing of sort,” Caitlin waved her hand nonchalantly and grinned.

“But, oh boy, I am officially intrigued. So tell me. Did he leave without saying goodbye or what’s with the attitude?”

Eve blushed vigorously and tried to just focus on untangling her hair.

“Pretty please? I’ll be hush.” Caitlin took the brush from Eve’s hands and went on to straighten her locks in long, swift draws.

“No… I did,” Eve finally confessed with a sight. Caitlin’s hand stopped for a second, but there were no condemning words or the maniac cackling that Eve had been expecting.

“Ouch. What’d you do that for? Got another man?” The red-head was bemused.

“Another? When I can’t even seem to get rid of that one,” Eve blurted.

“You must have some pretty high standards if you want to get rid of that packet,” Caitlin whistled, making Eve blush even more.

“That’s not it. I can’t be with someone I need to fight alongside with.”

“Seeing you in action today, it seemed like you worked in perfect sync.”

Caitlin started to braid Eve’s hair, and Eve thought silently about her words. It was true that despite it having been their first real battle together, they had worked together well. She could see the openings Nyx left for her to take advantage of, and she really trusted him to watch her back.

“I can see the gears rotating in your head, Eve. Just don’t overthink it, okay?” Caitlin said. “There, all done. Now I’m going to get some sleep,” she yawned on the note, “Maybe we’ll see tomorrow before you leave.”

“I don’t know. We’ll try to set out early as possible. And thanks for the… advice.”

“Anytime, Eve. Text me sometime, night!”

Eve was left sitting there and sleepily gazing at other people partying to the music. Night had silently fallen after the sun. Eve’s bruised ribs felt better after sleep, food and shower. She felt content and happy to be outside the city again. ‘Though it is a bit weird being back in Duscae. It feels the same, the woods and the rain; it still feels like home.’

Nyx noticed that Caitlin had left and paced to Eve.

“Hey, took your sweet time in there,” she said straightening her posture.

“I didn’t want to interrupt you, so I went to talk to the hunters,” the man said, “You should go to rest. How are your injuries?”

“Manageable. Though I wonder if I’ll need new wound tapes,” Eve said and hurried to add: “But I can change them myself.”

Nyx nodded slowly. They gawked at different directions unable to think of anything to say. Eventually Eve just stood up and left for the RV.

The next morning she woke up early, feeling renewed and eager to be on the way back to Insomnia. Sleeping at opposite ends in the trailer, she had actually gotten a good night sleep.

‘I’m actually getting used to sleeping in the same space with him,’ Eve thought while packing up again. Nyx was still in bed. ‘Few days of driving and another night and we’ll be home.’

“Rise and shine, sleeping beauty,” Eve shouted at Nyx while stuffing her dirty and bloody clothes in a bag.

“What time is it?” Nyx pulled a pillow on his face to shield him from the morning light. His voice was coarse and he grunted in depreciation.

Eve bit her lower lip. ‘How can he sound so hot so early in the morning?’

“A bit over six.” She could hear the male glaive sigh in the sheets.

“Where are my clothes?” Nyx grunted.

“On you, I hope? How late did you stay up?” Eve noticed Nyx’s backbag and tossed it to him, “Here.”

“Long enough to hear you mumbling in your sleep again,” he rose to sit up and smirked at Eve teasingly. He had no shirt on and his chest exposed a firm set of muscles. Eve’s heart was fluttering and she turned away to hide her blush. She tried to remind herself that it was nothing she hadn’t seen before, so being a prude was really unnecessary.

‘Oh for the love of the Six, sleep with your shirt on so I don’t get a seizure.’

“I don’t want to hear it,” Eve said out loud, trying to cover her thoughts with the volume.

“You really shouldn’t strain yourself by packing so heatedly,” Nyx said pulling a shirt to cover his chest. “Come here. Let me see how you’ve healed.”

‘Uh, how about no?’ Eve turned back to look at Nyx in poorly masked horror.

“Did you already take care of changing new tapes then?” he asked. His ruffled bedhair and tad outgrown stubble only added to his charm.

‘Oh Astrals, I could take care of you right now.’

“I can take care of my injuries, thank you,” Eve said.

“So, when I came to sleep last night, at first I thought you were just snoring, but then–“

“Okay, okay! Don’t tell me!” Eve yelped and walked sheepishly over at Nyx. She lifted her shirt up as little as possible. He gently felt the ribs and inspected the nonexistent wounds on her chest. ‘How can he go from being a pest to so gentle in mere moments?’

“Does this hurt?” Nyx lightly poked her bruised skin.

Eve shook her head, captivated by his blue gaze. She felt light headed and feared he would notice her heartbeat picking up again. Nyx relaxed seeing that her injuries were almost healed. He let down her shirt hem and cleared his throat. Eve took a shaky step backwards and went back to packing.

“What is it? You seem a bit tense,” Nyx asked eyeing her.

“Uh, my back is just sore from sleeping in an uncomfortable position,” Eve scratched her cheek absent-mindedly and looked everywhere but Nyx. Her heart was fluttering. ‘Could he not worry about me?’

Nyx had half a mind to offer her a back massage, but then again he knew that the offer would just make Eve stiff even more. Looking at her rear while she was bending over to pack, made him think about other ways to loosen her stiffness up.

“You going to help or what?” Eve asked frowning.

“Yeah,” Nyx jumped off the bed, “Why don’t you go get some breakfast while I finish up here?”

“No, let’s just get this done and go order something from Wiz,” Eve smiled faintly. They didn’t have a lot of things to pack and when everything was in the car, they went back to get some breakfast before setting out to the capital of Lucis.

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