T H I R T Y - T H R E E

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~Happy birthday part 2~

[TW: Vomiting]

Her head pounded and she felt a sharp pain in her leg, slowly sitting up and looking down at it to reveal a gash near her knee.

She screamed painfully, the adrenaline making her have a late reaction. She forced her way towards a tree, scooting to it with her hands— planting her back onto the bark.

The nauseating apparation and the gash caused her to vomit painfully.

She leaned her head to the side, fluids plummeting from her mouth. Then she scooted towards another tree, deciding to just fall asleep to conceal the pain— just until Draco came.

She woke up in a bed, a small room with white and accents of light pink.

She went to sit up, wincing as she did so.

"Careful, it hasn't fully healed yet." Draco stepped outside of the bathroom, a towel around his waist and his hair all ruffled

"I don't need your help." She caught herself gazing at his abs and pulled her sight from his waist to his face.

"We'll back there you did, didn't you?"

She looked away embarrassed, eyeing the moon and stars that shined through the window on the wall next to her.

He walked back into the bathroom getting dressed quickly, then came out walking towards the bed, slowly.

As he got settled in, she slowly got off the bed.

"What are you doing?"

"We're not sleeping in the same bed." She snarled, rolling her eyes.

"There's nothing to use for the floor."

"Nothing is enough."

She later on the floor, curling up.

About 30 minutes later she stood up, wincing. Crawling back into the bed she told herself she wasn't gonna stay in.

"Hm?" He whispered, feeling the indentation of the bed sinking in.

"It's uncomfortable." She whispered, embarrassed.

She cuddled up with the blankets, slowly closing her eyes. Draco took his chance and reached over to the air conditioning on the wall, turning it a few niches down.

Soon enough, Nova became cold. She shivered slowly, the covers weren't enough.

"It's fucking cold." She whispered, mouth trembling. Draco smirked as she was faced away from him.

He scooted closer to her, wrapping his arm around her stomach, and pressing his body against hers.

"This better?" He leaned his head over her shoulder to where she could see it.

"Y-yeah."

Heat spread over her body, being warm and comfortable.

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