The Hangover

A light chuckle tickled Romulus when Lillith groaned from her place on the bed as she got comfortable, clearly overjoyed and relieved to be back home. He could empathize; he was just as eager to collapse onto that bed and sleep for the next century. But first, he had to make sure she was taken care of before he could join her in recovery. A gentle, sweet smile touched the Armada wolf’s lips while he held her gaze, sterling silver and faceted ruby never parting from one another. Lillith assured him she felt better now that she was home and Roman gave a hum of acknowledgment. "Hmm, good." The smile on his face broke out into a full ear-to-ear grin when Lil tilted her muzzle to plant a tender kiss on the end of his nose, even that little affection starting up the swarm of butterflies trapped in his stomach once more. He wanted so badly to just climb into bed and snuggle her until the end of time, but he forced himself to wait, wait for Ulric to bring them some medicine so they could rest.

Speaking of the devil, the bedroom door opened then and in walked the Adravendi patriarch. Roman lifted his head from the bed and greeted Ulric with as much attention as he could muster at the moment, which wasn’t much but took a great deal of effort to not double over or puke. He looked over the supplies Ulric had brought them and immediately began to separate out the dandelion and meadowsweet, giving half of the herbs to Lil along with the water while he quickly chewed down his own herbs. The earthy taste wasn’t unfamiliar, but his queasy stomach definitely protested them this time. Still, he mustered on and swallowed the medicine then took a long drink of the water to keep himself hydrated. The food could wait til later. Right now, sleep was his priority. Anything that took away his consciousness so he could forget about how ill he felt.

"Thank you, sir," Romulus called after Ulric. The door shut behind him, and then just the two lovers were left alone again. Giving Lillith a loving smile, Roman hoisted himself up onto the bed, collapsing with a grateful groan into the mattress and proceeded to snuggle up into the blankets and furs. Once comfy, he reached over to Lil, inviting her to come lie across his chest and snuggle up to his side. All the young brute wanted now was his girlfriend in his arms and a quiet, dark place to forget the rest of the world. "Y’know, as sucky as I feel right now… I don’t regret anything we did last night." Roman tilted his head down to peer at Lillith, gazing at her with nothing short of total adoration. "I love you, Lil."

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