Note: The last bit of this gets the tiniest bit racy. Oops.
Send me a prompt & a pairing, I’ll give you a ficlet.
"What’s the matter with you?"
"Doesn’t matter, I’m fine. You packed?"
Claire looked up at him, brow furrowed. “Have you gotten any sleep?”
"No. Get your bags, we’re leaving." Alec turned on his heel and went to the car, waiting impatiently behind the wheel as Claire finished loading the trunk.
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