baby trill

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“You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.” for your apprentice and whoever they kissin.

Trill wakes slowly and painfully, his entire skull a deep and persistent throb that makes it hard to even lift his head. Luckily for him, there is a cool hand slipping behind his neck, into his hair, cradling the back of his head and holding him steady as another hand eases him upright.

“There we are,” drawls a familiar voice, smooth and accented and touched with the faintest edge of concern. “Thought I’d have to rely on old fairy tales and start kissing you awake.”

Trill opens his eyes, squinting against the faint flickering candlelight coming from the bedside table and tries to take stock of his surroundings while still swimming in a muzzy fog. “Wh… Where…?” He jolts, fumbles to push himself upright, but the hand helping him pushing gently against his collarbone to stop him.

“Easy, now, don’t rush yourself.”

Trill looks up and blinks, and Julian’s hazy scarlet form starts to separate into something beyond fuzzy blobs of color and into concrete shapes, long and lean and just a bit gaunt, the bruise-colored circles beneath his eyes looking deeper and almost hollow in the shadows thrown by the puttering candle. “What happened?” Trill murmurs, bringing a hand to his clammy forehead.

“You fainted… straight into my arms,” Julian says, mouth kicking up in a teasing grin just a bit to wobbly to be properly roguish. “You know, if you wanted my attention, you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”

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