Date: 22 Aug 2021 20:21 (UTC)
betterthanaplan: (I'm going to destroy you)
"Nope!" Duke said. "No one comes in until you two are actually okay, not just faking it. Enjoy the booze."

With that he headed into the bedroom, shut the door behind him, and face-planted on his bed.

His bed. His wonderful, amazing, comfortable bed with excellent sheets and room for three and . . . fuck, it smelled kinda musty in here.

He let out a long, frustrated groan and tried not to listen to whatever was going to happen in the next room. He was injured, and they were home, so he got to take a time out on trying to manage his two hotheads, dammit.
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