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Fantasy Generic Fantasy RP (CLOSED)

"Well you're the one holding me so tight." Callum smiled and kissed her head. "What's wrong? Still tired from the festivities last night?"
 
Callum kissed her a few quick times, eventually rolling over so he was on top of her. "Is something wrong? You don't seem very talkative."
 
Em shook her head, then winced a bit. "Oh, no, I'm just a bit tired is all, love." She so wanted to be happy with him, but it was hard to even keep her eyes open with the hangover. She hadn't meant to take it all from him, because if she had taken half, then at least they could both function.
 
Callum frowned a bit, seeing her wince and lifting himself off her a bit. "Somethings wrong. What is it? Is it the burns? Or did you drink too much wine last night?"
 
"No, uh, I'm fine, it's okay," she said, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him close again so she would block the sun from her eyes. The burns did definitely ache, especially her hands, but she didn't want to ruin anything.
 
Callum still wasn't convinced, holding her close and kissing her cheek. "Emmalia, if you need to get a healer to help with your burns we should go. Don't hide your pain just to keep the moment going, we can always come back."
 
Callum frowned a bit. He enjoyed Emmalia's affectionate side, always clinging onto him. But then again she seemed to be pretty hungover herself. He decided to do as he was asked though, holding her close and staying quiet.
 
Cal gently ran his hand against her back, hoping it would soothe any pain she was feeling, although she wasn't talking to him so it wasn't easy to pinpoint what was wrong.
 
Em hid her head against his neck and lightly kissed his neck. Feeling him tracing over his back, it felt great and gave her something to focus on.
 
Cal kissed her head gently, hoping his help was enough to subdue her pain. "Emmalia, are you hungover too?" He asked quietly with a smile.
 
Callum nodded and stood up. "Do you need to be carried to the carriage? I'm more than willing, please don't hurt yourself."
 
"Your wish is my command." Callum said as he stood, lifting Emmalia into his arms. "You know, you're adorable when you're hungover. You're very clingy."
 
"Well as long as you like it," she said quietly, putting her arms around his neck, "I shall continue being clingy." She kissed his neck idly, trying to keep him from worrying. She could still smell the alcohol on him, but she had at least taken his hangover.
 
Callum smiled a bit, although he was still rather concerned for Emmalia. "Em, my love, how much wine did you have last night?" He had hoped at least one of them stayed sober enough to remember the night before.
 
Callum frowned. "Only a glass? You got hungover from a single glass? Maybe you have alcohol poisoning. We should take you to a healer." Callum was obviously more worried than he was before, and clung to her a tighter as he brought her into the carriage.
 
Callum set her in the carriage and got in himself. "Emmalia, I will spare no expense to make sure you are okay. We're going to a healer if you're feeling unwell. I told you this before."
 
Just to get him to stop insisting, Em said, "Cal, nothing's wrong with me. This is your hangover." She sighed heavily and said, "I don't know how, I was just wishing I could take your pain away, and I did, and I wasn't going to tell you until it was over so you wouldn't feel guilty. And I'm not undoing it either."
 
Callum remained quiet for a moment. "You took away my hangover? How? And why? You know I'd rather take the pain than you. It was mine to begin with."
 

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