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warnings: strong language, sexual references, kissing, slight smut, mentions of drugging
song to listen to: i wanna be yours, arctic monkeys
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"Hey, suka!" Illyana's whisper makes me look up at the slit of a window in the door, and she dangles the keys to my collar in front of it. My eyes widen, and I get to my feet as she opens the door. "Come on. Rahne and Dani are our lookouts." She has a small grin on her face as she unlocks the collar, and she throws it down on the bed.
I laugh softly as we head down the hallway and up the stairs, Illyana leading the line of us to Reyes' office. Roberto standing behind her, Rahne and Dani in front of me, and Sam behind me. Illy peeks inside, and she gets a smirk on her face.
"What did you do to her?" Rahne asks, and she looks back at us, making a face.
"I may have spiked her tea." Illyana tells us, and all of us laugh in some form before running down the hallway. Dani and Rahne go off together, and Illyana gives me a smirk before walking off to Reyes' office again. I decide to join Roberto and Sam in front of the infirmary, and Roberto grabs a wheelchair from inside. I laugh at him as he sits and rolls around in it, and he motions for me to sit in it, partially standing up.
"No, no, no." I shake my head, and Sam grabs the back of the wheelchair so he can roll him around. "Oh, please don't crash. Please don't."
Somehow-thankfully-Sam doesn't crash Berto into a wall. He rolls him up and down the hall quite a few times, almost running over my toes in the process. Berto looks at me, a smirk on his face. "Can you lift me up?"
"What do you mean?" I ask, laughing softly. Sam's sharing the same smirk as Berto.
"Use your powers!" He tells me like it's obvious, and I roll my eyes. "Oh, c'mon. I know you always like to show off your powers."
"When have I ever shown off my powers to you, Berto?" I tilt my head to the side.
"Do you not remember giving me my tour around here?"
I smirk at the memory. He was trying to flirt with me-he got here a month after Sam; Sam and I weren't dating yet-and I covered him in shadows and moved him all around in the air until he promised he wouldn't flirt with me again. He has still never broken that promise, which means I must've scared him. He does flirt with Illyana, though, which the two of us always laugh about. How has he not picked up on it yet?
"Alright, fine." I say, and allow the shadows to wrap around the bottom of the wheelchair, moving one hand up to make the wheelchair float and keeping another at my hip to keep the chair steady. Berto laughs a very nervous laugh and holds his hands up like he's on a roller coaster, and that's when I decide to set him back down.
