She sat up straight. "But you'll be cold, too." *** He looked down at with a slight flush. "Aisling.."
He laughed slightly, reaching out and ruffling her hair. "Don't worry, Blaisey. I'll be fine." * * * She opened her eyes and looked up at him, frowning. "Yes?"
"Maybe I should just sneak you into my room," she teased. "Let me bring you a blanket." *** He looked hesitant, but reached up to touch her jaw and moved to kiss her.
"No, my darling," he said lightly, brushing her hair back. "I'll be okay. Don't worry about me. If I wanted to go inside a nearby building, I could." * * * Her eyes widened in shock and something adjacent to fear and she instinctively punched him in the chest, jerking back from him.
She didn't seem to like this and huffed. "You should just sneak through my window." *** He fell back on his hand, the other holding his chest as he coughed, wincing slightly.
"I'm not going to do that," he said, shaking his head. "If I get caught, it'll be more suspicious." * * * Her eyes widened even more and she stood up quickly, her normally serious demeanor clearly rattled. "*squee!*! I'm so sorry, Dion, are you okay?"
She pursed her lips, giving him the puppy eyes. *** Despite the fact that the wind was knocked out of him, he laughed slightly, nodding and waving it off.
"We'll both get in trouble," he said with a small laugh. "I'm not going to do that." * * * She looked incredibly worried, kneeling down next to him. "I'm so sorry, I just... I didn't think you'd do something like that!"
She groaned, lying back. "That's so dumb." *** He rubbed his chest before sitting up, clearing his throat. "..You're really strong."
"Yeah, well..." He laughed slightly, kissing her cheek. "So is being permanently exiled for wanting to sleep in your room." * * * She placed her hand over where she had punched him, clearly still worried. She sighed, her brows furrowed. "Yes, well... Yes. I am. You're lucky I didn't punch you in the stomach," she said, studying his face with a small smile. "I'm sorry."
"I can be near when I prove that I'm innocent," he replied, kissing the top of her head affectionately. "Don't worry." * * * She sighed, her hand on his jaw. "I didn't mean to react like that. I just... I didn't think you'd do it."
He squinted at her. "Don't look at me like that." * * * She frowned, looking irritated. "No... Dion..." She hesitated, looking annoyed before sighing and kissing him insistently, her hand coming up to rest on his jaw, her nose brushing his.
She sighed heavily, flopping her arms back. *** He blushed, kissing her back. His hand reached up and brushed her hair back.
"Don't," he warned, lying down next to her. "Don't be a butt." * * * She fit perfectly with him, her arms draping over his shoulder, her fingers brushing the back of his neck gently. She pulled away after a moment and slowly looked up at him, her eyes wide.
"You should go home and get some sleep." * * * She watched him for a moment before a wave of pink crossed over her face and she pulled away, dropping her arms from over his shoulders and covering her face with her hands. "Ugh."
He kissed her forehead. "I know. But you're going to get cold later. Go home, Blaisey. I'll be back soon." * * * She dropped her hands, revealing that she was a blushing mess. "That, uh... that was just a really good kiss."
