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*so, this would be ATB - yes, Metalhead's ATB, in Asch's bedroom, on his bed, with said Metalhead (who looks like he's in a slight bit of pain), in his arms, holding him protectively. After certain events with his nineteen year old self.... yes, well, they're both seperate people, and they're not gonna be taking that well for a while*

((Yeah. It happened to their nineteen year old selves, too. Thanks to a certain vampire!Jade, they're both separated~ Enjoy~ And porn!))

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Heh.. Looks like it. But I doubt he'll want you hanging around the bedroom or such.

Heh, I suppose you're right.

Besides. It's not a very good existence just waiting for something.

It's something I can live through. I can always hope.

*sighs.* ....if you say so.

.... *winces and hisses quietly* Headaaaaaache...

Ah.. *sits up, carefully reaching out to push some of his hair back, brushing a hand against his face.*

*tenses slightly - he's still not used to people either than their Daddy touching him* ...

You okay..?

I-I'm fine...

You don't sound like it. *keeps running a hand through his hair.*

*scrunches his eyes closed* Well, it feels like someone's taking a sledgehammer and smashing me over the head with it.

It should go away soon. Just hang in there.

Jesus, how could Asch sleep through this thing...

By having pleasant dreams, maybe?

*gonna be rubbing his temples, now* Yeah right, I don't even think tranquilizers would help with this...

Must be something. ...I could try helping, if you want.

Like what?

Well, pain is similar to being injured. And I can heal those.

...Give it a try.

..okay. *shifts onto her knees and scoots up close to him, resting both hands against the sides of his head.*

*tenses slightly again* ...

*focuses on what it was like to have those headaches, attempting to ease his pain at least somewhat for him.*

*starts to relax a little, but his face is still contorted in pain*

*sorry, AtB. that's all she's got in her at the moment. and even that little bit was enough to cause her to slump forward and cling to his shirt, panting.*