I... L O V E Y O U? (1x1 Adonis x Medve. Adve)

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Ad

onis sighed in his sleep like he was letting a heavy weight be lifted off of him. When Medve snuggled up next to him he pulled his arm around her just a little more tightly, like he didn't want to let go. He was still weighted down by blankets like he was afraid of catching pneumonia even though the temperature in the house was quite decent, not cold at all.

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Medve then heard the phone ringing. "What the..." Medve whispered, looking over at it. "That's weird..." She whispered to herself. Then ringing then got louder, and louder. Medve sighed, getting up, turning his phone off when she seen it was Audrey. She then got back in the bed, closing her eyes.

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Adonis stirred again at the sound of his phone ringing, too exhausted to actual awake from his deep, deep sleep. His eyelashes fluttered, but then he sighed, and didn't move again, his body warm but limp. If anyone had tried to wake him, he'd probably be more zombie than alive at the moment. He needed his sleep desperately, and his body showed it, his free arm clutching his pillow firmly under his head like someone might try to snatch it out from under him while he slumbered.

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(Timeskip to the next morning)
Medve woke up, a little drowsy, but looked over at Adonis, and closed her eyes again, snuggling him, with a small smile. She was happy that the phone wasn't ringing anymore.

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Adonis woke up slowly, as he usually did, stretching and yawning loudly. It took him a moment to realize that some time during the night, he had wrapped one arm around Medve, and the other around his pillow. Grinning a bit embarrassedly, he pulled free from both of them and sat up, running a paw across the top of his head to smooth his fur down as he glanced at the table beside his bed to see his phone. It had the little unhappy face that showed he had missed calls. "Geez," He muttered, plucking it into his paws, "What kind of crazy person calls that late? No wonder I didn't answer." He added when he saw the times next to the calls. "I just hope it wasn't Lucy. She always gets so worried when I don't answer her calls."

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Medve opened her eyes when he moved. Every little sound or movement woke her up. "It was Audrey calling," she said, looking at his phone. "She called two or three times," she added, sitting up.

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"Aubrey?" Adonis repeated, his eyebrows furrowing a little groggily. "I didn't think she even had my number. I never gave her my number." A little shiver ran down his spine as he wondered how in the world that little bat of a girl had gotten his cell phone number. "Weird." He set the phone down and stretched again, then pointed in the direction of the hallway. "Ready for breakfast? I'm no chef, but I'm sure I could make us some eggs or something."

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Medve shrugged, "I tell you, she's some sort of a magician or something," Medve said as she stood up, with a nod. "Yep!" She said. "Skippy is the cook at our house, I'm no good chef or anything."

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Adonis pulled himself out of bed, his gait a little slower than normal as he started toward the hallway. "Usually Lucy cooks when she's home, but I've gotten so used to her being busy writing, I've learned to fend for myself in the kitchen." He joked, opening the door and holding it open for her, it had a tendency to slam shut when you were least expecting it, and he had learned that the hard way -- a few bruises and goose eggs later, he held it open for everyone, and dashed inside about as swiftly as he possibly could every time.

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Medve went through the door, looking back at Adonis as she made her way to the kitchen. "What should we do today?" She asked.
(I thought maybe they should get trapped in a store, and have like a party in there, and then Medve admits that she loves him. |D /shot.)