the love god

The hero and the sharpshooter

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“I groaned as I limped into our bedroom that night to find Rhys sitting at the desk, poring over more books. ‘“I warned you that Azriel’s a hard bastard,” he said without looking at me. He lifted a hand, and water gurgled in the adjacent bathing room.

Even removing my clothes would entail using muscles that had nearly given out. A chair scraped in the bedroom, followed by cat-soft feet, then- ‘“I’m sure you already know this, but you need to actually climb into a bath to get clean- not just stare at it.”’ I didn’t have the strength to even glare at him, and I managed all of one stumbling, stiff step toward the water when he caught me. My clothes vanished, presumably to the laundry downstairs, and Rhys swept me into his arms, lowering my naked body into the water. With the wings, the fit was tight, and-

I groaned from deep in my throat at the glorious heat and didn’t bother to do anything other than lean my head against the back of the tub.

‘“I’ll be right back,” he said, and left the bathroom, the bedroom itself. By the time he returned, I only knew I’d fallen asleep thanks to the hand he put on my shoulder. “Out,” he said, but lifted me himself, toweled me off, and led me to the bed.

He lay me down belly-first, and I noted the oils and balms he’s set there, the faint odor of rosemary and– something I was too tired to notice but smelled lovely floating to me. His hands gleamed as he applied generous amounts to his palms, and then his hands were on me.

My groan was about as dignified as they came as he kneaded the aching muscles of my back. The sorer areas drew out rather pathetic-sounding whimpers, but he rubbed them gently, until the tension was a dull ache rather than a sharp, blinding pain.”

catch my hopeless romantic ass zoning out and fantasizing about being domestic with the love of my life sitting on the floor of our apartment eating take-out  in our underwear

I assume what happened with the hospital at the end of tws is that sam rushed in after steve looking worried as hell and the hospital staff (correctly) assumed he was steve’s boyfriend and let him in