"Do not let me hurt you," says Aramis, for he is still conscious of his weight against Porthos' bruises. The invitation of his arms, however, is too much to resist, and Aramis settles himself gently between them, pulling the blankets up and over them after.
"I hate the two days that you were alone in there," he murmurs.
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Date: 2015-11-07 05:54 am (UTC)"I hate the two days that you were alone in there," he murmurs.