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 Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2012 7:08 am
With Touta heading home, Aurora's next order of business was to not die.
On the eve of Thanksgiving, she was all alone. And what better way to not die all alone but to call up that one boy she liked? She had asked him to take her to the hospital and he obliged her. Diagnosis: concussion. Fast forward some hours into early Thanksgiving day, Nicolae was given the orders to keep Esme awake and to look after her. To which he obliged.
Man, was this a nice guy or what!
And so there they were, Thanksgiving 2012 in the morning hours at Nicolae's place, together so that Esme wouldn't fall asleep into a coma. And not a turkey-induced kind.
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2012 8:13 am
Lately Thanksgiving had been a day where Nicolae spent alone, watching the parade, and sometimes putting in a Christmas movie or two, cooking himself something dumb to eat…but today…well. Today he had someone to take care of.
Poor Aurora had been hurt pretty bad and the hospital had said she had a concussion. He couldn’t deny that he was worried, and so spent the night with her, doing all he could to keep her awake. This really shouldn’t have happened to her, it wasn’t fair, and she really shouldn’t have been attacked by people who were on her side, let alone gotten hurt at all.
Nicolae had been holding Esme, playing with her long pink hair, but finally just drew away, sighing. “I should start cooking. Want to come to the kitchen with me, Esme? I have enough for us both for dinner. And I hope you like turkey. I think…you’ll be able to take a nap later today, they said you just couldn’t sleep last night…and I’ll have to wake you up ever few hours, but…it’ll all be okay. I promise I’ll take care of you…”
He paused, then stroked her cheek with his thumb, giving a small smile.
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2012 8:39 am
In her hazy stupor, Esme's thoughts had drifted from best day ever to complete horror at what happened last night. Cuddling up with the boy she liked versus full-blown betrayal. Pure bliss versus pure heartache. It was maddening to think about, so she tried her best not to think at all, just content in Nicolae's arms as he did his best to keep her awake. And she did her best to oblige his good efforts, trying to put on a somewhat cheerful smile when they chattered or watched television. Honestly, she didn't want this day to end, no matter the circumstances. A good dose of Nicolae might at least lighten the load on her heart. "Ahaha.. I love turkey," she answered, though it came out more "I lurve turgey" in her dumbed down state. Part of THAT was because the way he stroke her cheek with her thumb and said that he'd take care of her. Ajuhihgsg nnng all the babies thank you Maripo. Esme flushed and stammered out, "I c-can try to help out too. My last pie cooking disaster won me a medal at the Fall Fair. Baby Herman kewpie pumpkin pie for all." She paused a bit, trying to figure out what she was going to say next. Thinking was hard right now. "I mean, I hobe I'm nod pudding you out, Maripo."
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2012 5:10 pm
“Don’t worry about it, Es. I like cooking, and besides, I really want to pamper you today. You need it and you damn well deserve it. You’re a wonderful girl and I want to make everything all better.”
He gave a little grin at her sleepy talking and just chuckled. “You’re not pudding me out at all, not one bit. Honestly, I’m absolutely thrilled not to have to be a lone this Thanksgiving. It’ll be a nice change, I think. Besides. Who wouldn’t want to have the most beautiful girl in the world by their side on Thanksgiving?”
Nicolae took her hand in his and gave a little tug. “Come on, Princess. Come with me to the kitchen. Let me make some magic for you.” The blonde winked, then just chuckled, already preparing the menu in his head. Even if she was sleepy, he would make sure she left here with a nice full belly.
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2012 5:29 pm
She blinked heavily. It was hard to process things when you were sleepy and suffering from a head injury, alas. And it seemed like it was getting worse. "Heeeeeh, yeah I -- I mean, Princess Aurora -- liges pudding." The girl smiled a dopey smile back at him as he led her into the kitchen. "Oh my GOB this is where your magic happens." There it was, his kitchen. And despite it being just a kitchen in a one bedroom apartment, it was the BEST KITCHEN EVER. "Do you remember our next date was s'pposed to be here. I thing I neeb to get knocked up--" WAIT WAIT WAIT, that wasn't right. " ... knocked around more often. Ehe." She paused, her bright demeanor darkening a bit. "No.. no I don' mean that.. Why are you always alone, Nico?" Esme squeezed his hand and looked up into his eyes.
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2012 5:51 pm
He chuckled and led her to the small table, all but forcing her into a chair. When she was safely seated, the blonde walked the two steps over to the counter and began getting some bowls down from a cabinet, though nearly dropped them when she mentioned needing to get knocked up. “What?” He stared at her, then burst out laughing. Oh. Oh she was absolutely beyond adorable when she was hurt and tired…it was precious. She was precious.
Nicolae kept his eyes on her for a long time, returning the squeeze that she gave his hand. Sure it was hard to get things from cabinets when someone was holding your hand, but sometimes it was just better to keep holding hands.
“Well…” He finally glanced away. “My parents and I didn’t get along that well, that’s all. So, when I turned eighteen, I left. I’m doing pretty well for myself, really. I had a pretty large trust fund from my grandfather, so…I’m pretty good with the whole money situation. But…that’s why I’m normally alone. I guess.”
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2012 6:08 pm
He was .. .laughing at her? Why was he laughing at her?! Esme jut out her lower lip in a pout before remembering what she'd said. Oh.. oh right. She just stuck her tongue out at him then while he had his laugh. The royal Princess Aurora would let it slide THIS time. Next time he'd pay. Next time she'd tickle him or... or... She found herself gazing at him as he continued talking.. about... something. Aaaaghhh.... Not being able to concentrate was so frustrating! He was just so cute and her head was just getting so much derpier. Her lower pouty lip returned. "Oh I'm sowwy..." She lowered her gaze. Even though he seemed okay with it, it was incredibly sad sounding! "Every year for Thagsgiving my big brothers and little brother go to my aunt's out of stade bud I stay home cuz of school. Uh so thasswhy I hab to call you cuz I'm preddy lonely during Turgey Day too. I mean, alone. An' lonely." Esme beamed up at him with a determined look. "SO as your wife I deglare that I'll keeb you company from now on. Furs order of bidness.. what cab I do to help!"
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2012 7:31 pm
Nicolae leaned down, kissing her forehead. “Don’t be sorry, It’s not your fault at all.” He flashed a smile, then pulled away, walking over to the oven and turning it on, before grabbing a small turkey from the fridge. “Well, I’m glad you called me then. Even if you did end up getting the snot beat out of you…At the very least we get to be together and get all this quality time, yeah?”
He glanced back at her, if only to reassure himself that she was still alive and awake.
The blonde snorted again when she mentioned being his wife, but found it didn’t really bother him that much. He was being rather husband like after all, taking care of the girl…
Well. She wasn’t his girlfriend. Not really. He didn’t have girlfriends. Just dates. Normally, it was just dates…but. This might be just a little different, even though he wasn’t completely sure he wanted different.
He shook his head, trying to get out of his thoughts, then looked over to Esme, grinning. “No, you just sit there, Let me take care of you. Let me pamper my princess today, you can help next time, all right?”
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2012 7:55 pm
Esme smiled a dopey smile when he kissed her forehead. "Yus, yus, guality time. Pamper your princess I gotcha." Heeee... She rested her cheek in her hand as she watched him get to work, grabbing the turkey and dealing with the oven. It was fun to watch him. She'd never thought that she'd snag a boyfriend, ever. Wait, was he her boyfriend? H... how does that whole thing work? She'd given up her first kiss and her first date to this guy, so inexperienced that her only knowledge was in her own mind and the minds and creative works of others. Did a kiss automatically mean they were going out? Boyfriends.. how do they work. The senshi of romance was woefully inexperienced in real romance! Ah, er, uhm.. What to talk about.. Should she bring it up... errghhh... She winced as a flash of pain stabbed at her temple. Maybe another kiss would make it better. But.. but.. he said to sit there. Bluh, what to do, what to do.. "HEY cab I stay here for a few more nights more dab this one? Jus' in case.. I won' pud you out. Promise." She held up a hand as if showing some sort of scout's honor. "You cab go ou' an' do the Oppa Maripo Style thing an'... " She trailed off, frowned and lowered her head. "I jus' don' wanna go out righ' now..."
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2012 8:04 pm
If Nicolae had noticed the wince of pain, he surely would have done something to help, not just started massaging the turkey in front of him, adding herbs and butter both under the skin and on top of it. Yes, this dumb little bird would cook up nice and delicious. And forever more Esme would consider him to be the king of culinary masterpieces!
He paused, hands coated in herbs, butter and raw turkey juice when she brought up the question of staying for a few more days. Well…that would cramp his style some, that was for sure…but…he couldn’t deny that she did need the help…and he was…well, that was to say he wanted very much to help her out in any way he could.
With a smile, the blonde turned around. “Esme, you can stay here for as long as you’d like. Please make yourself at home here, okay? I mean, we are married after all. Right?” He winked at her, then blew her a kiss before turning back to the bird at hand. Well…that escalated quickly.
He really hoped that he figured out just what he wanted this…relationship with Esme to turn into, or it could very easily get out of his hands…and that wasn’t something he liked doing…losing control was not in his plan. Not at all.
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2012 8:32 pm
Ahahaha, that's right. They were 'married' after all.
"Thagyuu," she said softly, blushing as she went back into her watchful silence. Should she say something more? How she didn't want to be alone when Requiem could probably easily find her and kill her in further retaliation? How all the horrible things that played about in her mind made her scared for herself and others? How...
Her head sank and she rested her chin on her arms. She had no idea what she would do when she recovered, if anything. It was so unlike her to give up so easily.. but what exactly was she giving up anyway? A sham of a family in the DMC? Her destiny? What!
"Maripo, .. I'm scared. Ahahaha..." Some tears started rolling down her cheeks. Oh man, was she crying? Sniff. "That's preddy weak of me, huh.. Ahaha.." Sniff, sniff. "I shouldn't be crying, but.. ahaha... I am." Ergh.. Esme rested her forehead on the table now. "Bluh."
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2012 9:10 pm
Nicolae had finally cleaned his hands of the buttery herby mess and had tied the legs of the turkey up, plopping it into the oven. He had just managed to set the timer when he heard her speak again, freezing as he heard her sniff…damn. Was she crying? She said she was scared?
Stupid, unbidden feelings twisted themselves up inside of the blonde and he sighed, walking over to her and wrapping his arms around her shoulders. “Hey…do you really think I’ll let anything happen to you? I’ll do whatever I have to in order to protect you. Anything. You can stay here for as long as you want. They’re not going to find you here…none of those…assholes know who I am, let alone where I live…”
He hesitated, running his hand through her hair. “And you can cry whenever you’d like…that’s why I’m here. I’m…A shoulder for you to cry on…or whatever…”
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 11:45 am
It didn't feel right to feel scared. After all, Requiem and Leto had gone on about how this was a true war. But it was a war that she wondered if she was or should be a part of. There were so many nice people that she had met on the other side of it, on BOTH sides of it. People with lives and dreams and hopes that she'd be horrified to know would be snuffed out by a simple wave of a magic or a weapon. Esme sniffed again and leaned back into Nicolae, resting the back of her head on his shoulder. Nico was so nice. This was...nice. Maybe she should just stay a civilian for the rest of her life, grow up and see the world. With Nicolae. Yeah, that would be nice. She turned her head so that her lips met his, and with her hand held his cheek while she gave him a sweet kiss.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 8:01 am
Nicolae didn’t like to see girls so sad, and he really hated to see them cry. It made him feel disgusting inside…especially if he was the one who caused the tears…which happened every so often. But….this was a situation that he couldn’t do much for, except provide comfort to Esme. She was as new in this war as he was, and honestly…it was gaining a bad reputation in his eyes. It was stupid, to attack someone on your own side…and Nicolae wasn’t going to just stand for this..no, that would be stupid.
When she kissed him, he gave a little smile, returning the kiss and nuzzling her cheek softly. “It’s all going to be okay, Esme. I’m here. And I’m big, and badass, and I’m never going to let anyone hurt you again. I promise. Never ever. And If I find the ones who did hurt you, well. I’ll break their faces in. Yes indeed I will.”
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 8:43 am
If Esme's mind hadn't been a big bowl of malleable putty right now, or ever, she would be much better at warning him that that was a bad idea. Breaking eternals' faces in was a bad idea. A SUPER BAD IDEA. DON'T TRY THIS AT HOME. "You shouldn't.." But lost in the heat of the moment and head injury, Esme's warning was soft-spoken and easily ignorable and avoidable. Nicolae would be free to move about the cabin .. of pain. Instead, lost in the heat of that moment, Esme kissed him again and murmured, "You're todally babass.. an' I won' led anyone hurd you either." Another kiss and another. All of the kisses. She didn't want to stop.
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