it does not bother me to say this isn't love
Well, of all the things you weren't expecting. ......huh? You think back, any eloquence you might have mustered utterly fallen by the wayside thanks to having just seen this man explode and also somehow heal you as well as himself. Shifting back into your regular skin, still hunkered down awkwardly on the ground in the strangest yoga pose, you offer the Star a cringy smile as you dust off your pants. "Yes. But now having seen you like this, I don't think my fetching skills are quite up to your rigorous training standards." You reply with a blush as you stand.
"Wrong on both accounts." He might be a mighty demigod, but he's still under your medical jurisdiction. "You are going straight to bed. Explosive healing and dismantled training grounds aside, you still look like hell. I'll make an exception if you want to shower first, but otherwise, you're doing nothing else strenuous today." You plant your hands on your hips in playful preparation for an argument, though you are quite serious.
"Wrong on both accounts." He might be a mighty demigod, but he's still under your medical jurisdiction. "You are going straight to bed. Explosive healing and dismantled training grounds aside, you still look like hell. I'll make an exception if you want to shower first, but otherwise, you're doing nothing else strenuous today." You plant your hands on your hips in playful preparation for an argument, though you are quite serious.
October
