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Vincent whimpered loudly in protest, but let out a deep breath when he was comforted. It had felt like forever since he was truly cared for, and, it was nice. Even though he was beyond drunk, his heart still felt warm. Well, so did the rest of his body. But not in the same way. He drifted off, back to sleep, as his weak body was practically surrounded by peace. He had never drank this much, ever. And it was taking a rather large toll on his body.

--Mini Timeskip--

Vincent woke up, with the Djinn sleeping next to him. That has to be uncomfortable.. Speaking of uncomfortable, Vincent's stomach ached pretty badly. He ignored it as best he could, figuring it was only stress. He still couldn't fully see straight, but he got up, unsteadily. The chaos God simply lifted Lucian into his arms, and carried the sleeping Djinn back to the room. He laid him down as gently as possible, and covered him with the warm duvet. Vincent felt extremely nauseous, and knew there was no point in laying down with Lucian at the moment. He was shivering, but burning up. Ugh.. why must you always cause a scene..? he scolded himself, before leaving the room. He got sick, for many moments, before splashing his face with cold water, brushing his teeth, and heading back to bed, He wrapped his arms around Lucian, and cuddled up close to him. "I can't wait to spend forever together.." he whispered softly, knowing Lucian probably wouldn't hear.

Vincent sighed softly. That was one thing he didn't miss, being smacked and kicked constantly. How abusive you are today.. he smiled, taking Lucian's bruised hands and gently moving them away from his face. He wrapped his arms around the smaller Djinn, resting his chin on top of his head. He kissed the top of his head ever so lightly, and nuzzled closer to him. He was glad it was actually somewhat cold outside, it was the perfect cuddling weather. Vincent flicked his fingers, opening the window in his room, and letting the cool air circulate through. He snuggled back against Lucian, and closed his eyes. The God could no longer sleep, but he was trying his hardest to stay relaxed.

"I don't know, are you done smacking me in the face..?" he grumbled back, clearly joking. He opened his eyes, and looked at Lucian. When he went to hold the Djinn's hand, he had noticed the mark. He held his hand up slightly, studying it. "Hm, haven't seen that before.." the God murmured softly, locking eyes with Lucian once more. His stomach started flipping around. He wasn't nervous, or really even that stressed, at the moment. But he felt sick, and worn out. Though, he couldn't quite remember why. His eyes flashed a warm blue.

Vincent only nodded, kissing his hand gently, before setting it back down. He tilted his head, slightly confused. "Drunken mess? You must have been dreaming.. I didn't drink at all." the God assured. That explains the knife stabbing pains in your stomach, and the headache, you fool. his mind scolded. But Vincent honestly didn't remember drinking. He remembered his vivid dreams, and waking up feeling woozy, next to Lucian. He blushed slightly when Lucian kissed his neck, and his eyes glowed. He kissed the Djinn on the cheek first, and again on his lips.

Vincent's eyes widened. How does he know..? he thought for a moment, trying to figure how Lucian could possibly read his mind. "Where did that come from..love? Have you been thinking about that?" he looked into Lucian's eyes, which were now a color he usually never sees. He doesn't know. Maybe it's a coincidence? Did the two of them speak? questions kept racing through his head.