These are the Best Years of Your Life

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Dimitri sighed when he heard Rose coughing. He stood up, exhaling heavily and making his way into Rose's room. He noticed the door to her en-suite was opened. He made his way into the room, leaning against the door frame and smirking at her.

"Don't even start," she moaned, before retching again. Dimitri chuckled and crouched down beside her.

"I think you are going to be suffering enough tomorrow," he teased, pulling her hair into a bun and wrapping a hair tie around it. He rubbed her back soothingly.

"You are going to be so hungover in the morning," he said softly. Rose rolled her eyes.

"Fuck off," she growled. Dimitri dropped her her hair and removed his hand from her back. Rose let out a small groan of protest and Dimitri chuckled.

"Either I fuck off or, I comfort you. I can't do both," he quipped. Rose let out a pathetic whimper of 'stay'. Dimitri laughed and rubbed her back again.

"Right, come on. Get it all up," he said softly. After a few minutes it felt like she was starting to fall asleep. Dimitri stood up, scooping her into his arms and walking towards her bed. Rose groaned and grabbed his arm.

"Don't leave me," she demanded. Dimitri sighed.

"Come on Roza, you need to sleep," he murmured, placing her onto the bed. Rose groaned and grabbed his arm.

"I just want someone to play with my hair," she whined. Dimitri rolled his eyes and stood up, brushing down his jeans.

"Give me two minutes," he muttered heading back to Andrew's room. He threw on a pair of plaid trousers and a top before tiptoeing back to her room, hoping she had fallen asleep. No such luck. She was sitting upright, staring at him expectantly. He sighed and made his way over to the bed.

"You are a total brat," he told her. Rose moved over, letting him slide on to the bed. She smirked, laying her head across his chest. Dimitri sighed, running a hand through her hair. His hand ran almost automatically through her hair until his eyes began to drift shut.

Andrew rolled his shoulders, trying to let out some tension. His back was tense from lifting crates. He paused in the driveway, glancing at the familiar car in the driveway. It looked just like Dimitri's. But, he was on a date...wasn't he? He shrugged, making his way into the house and dumping his keys into the drawer after locking the door. He kicked off his shoes and made his way into the kitchen. He grinned when he realised his grandmother had sent another package from Scotland. He grabbed a teacake, shoving the full thing into his mouth and chewing. He made his way up the stairs and headed into his room. He was fucking exhausted.

Andrew groaned, rolling over in the bed and digging under his back. He pulled out the remote and groaned. How the fuck had that ended up under him? He noticed the time and groaned again. He should really get up and get dressed. He pursed his lips and rolled his shoulders and headed towards Rose's room to wake her up. The little shit would sleep the whole day away if he let her. He opened the door and stepped inside. He noticed Rose's hair splayed out across her pillow and he laughed at the knotted mess. He moved towards the bed and had to do a double take. Because his sister's hair wasn't draped across her pillow. It was draped across his best friend's chest. He paused at the bottom of the bed and shook his head, taking in the sight before him, He had to try not to laugh. Dimitri's hand was running through Rose's hair and one of her legs was wrapped around Dimitri's. Andrew smirked, pulling out his phone and taking a couple of pictures. He smirked when he saw them begin to stir. Dimitri groaned, covering his eyes and staring up at the flashing light that was going off. He rubbed his eyes and sat up, staring bleary eyed at Andrew who was glaring at him, his arms crossed over his chest. Dimitri's hand immediately stilled in Rose's hair. He sat up fully, gently moving Rose's leg off of his. He stood up, holding out his hands.