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[ The scrapes she does have are noted in the back of his mind - there's no sense in getting bent out of shape about them, but he'll insist on helping her clean them out and cover them up later. Later - because now she's in his arms and there isn't another thing he could ask for - except maybe the disappearance of certain invisible doggies, but. In a romantic sense there's nothing else he wants - nothing more than time around Allison, touching her with the brushes of his finger pads.

He probably shouldn't be locking eyes onto her lips - thinking about covering her in kisses and loving her in the way that he's sure no other guy will ever be capable of. No one's ever going to love Allison as much as Scott - on that, he's positive - and the temptation to reconcile their relationship is great and impulsive, but he manages to hold back.

Not the right time. Not the right place. ]

I'm healing. [ A nod, thumbs rubbing against her cheeks. ] It's a little slow, though. And my ribs are killer, but I can feel them coming back together. Werewolf, and all that.

[ it's the same with her. she could fuss over him and reprimand him and force him to get inside their room. she had decided to let him back out once he's healed, but no that she's finally got scott in front of her? she's starting to second guess her decision. his thumbs brush over her cheeks and she should pull away, she should get out of this moment before she falls to far, but she just...can't.

so instead allison just watches him. runs her eyes over his face and his shoulders and everything about him that she hasn't really had the chance to see since she got back.

he's grown. he's gotten so much older in the last four months in ways she's just now really getting to understand, and it's a little mesmerizing. it's probably why she doesn't notice him staring at her lips. not right now, at least. ]

Ribs? [ crap, suddenly she steps back but not so far that her hands leave him. they're on his shoulders but she's not longer pressed up against him. did she hurt him? god, if she hurt him she wouldn't be able to forgive herself. ] But really slowly. [ she frowns a little, worried, and now that she is a little further back from him she can really take a look at the damage. ] God, Scott. You just keep- [ instead of continuing, allison just shakes her head, her hands tightening on his shoulders. ]

Hey.

[ He said it once and he'll say it again - he doesn't want to make her worry. That's actually one of the last things he wants to do, since she has so many other things she needs to think about, and he doesn't want to add to the list. He'd like to be the one thing that doesn't stress her out, if possible, though he's doing a pretty shit job of that. So Scott just shakes his head a little, hands continuing to hold at her cheeks, smiling a great bit happier than before. ]

It's going to be all right. I'm going to heal and - [ He taps his thumb against her, eyes leaving the contours of her lips to go look over the top of her head, searching for words he can't seem to find. Whatever he could say to reassure her - he'd do it, to hush her worries away into silent memories. He doesn't want her concerned. Just happy, always - with that beautiful smile that does wonders for his ego. I put that there, he likes to tell himself. All that beauty? Yeah, that's me.

He grins, looking back down to her eyes, moving a hand to shift some of her hair over her ear. ]

And I'm not going to leave you again. Okay? [ His eyes widen for a second though - ] Except - River's in the clinic, so I'm going to visit her a lot. But other than that, I'm here.

[ his hey draws her eyes up to his face, and she can't help the tired little smile she feels growing as he looks her over. they're quite the pair, you know. neither wanting the other to worry about them, and the other worrying more than they probably should. it's a vicious circle but there's not much either of them can really do.

but then allison realizes just how happy his smile is, and it feels a little misplaced and a little off and she almost questions him about it before he starts making promises. not going to leave you again and allison? allison actually laughs a little. still tired, but happier than before. relaxed. ]

Promise? [ and okay, she knew there was a catch, but it doesn't deter her smile. just makes her shake her head. ] I'll go with you. If it's only a visit, Stiles and Lydia will be okay. I just don't- [ the smile wavers, but only for a second. ] I just don't want you out there alone, okay? [ her eyes drift to his lips for a moment, mostly because they're just there, before finding his again. ] Please?

I promise. [ A little pause, and an awkward laugh. ] I, uh, told her about you a little bit. I bet she'd really want to meet you.

[ He wants to kiss her, he honestly does, but instead he pulls her in for another hug, laying his arms lazily across her shoulders. He's putting a bit too much pressure on her for it to be comfortable, but he's not exactly aware that he's doing it. Every muscle in his body is exhausted, and Allison is comfortable and sturdy - if given a moment too long in her arms, he might actually fall asleep on her.Which doesn't sound too bad, by his standards. ]

Can we go lay down? [ He doesn't pull away though, letting his nose soak up her scent. And then he realizes he said 'we' a second later, and Scott just jumps in her arms a bit. ] I mean, like, just me. Er - you can if you want to too, though. Right? Oh man.

[ the awkward laugh makes her smile a little, even if the idea of meeting river - when all she's seen her do is...yeah, is a little unnerving. ] What'd you tell her?

[ it doesn't bother her at all how comfortable or uncomfortable the hug might be. she's just glad to have him back and okay, and if that means putting up with a slight level of discomfort for a few minutes, she's okay. her arms go around him middle again but this time gently, aware of his bruised or broken or hurt ribs, her face in his shoulder. allison can almost feel the exhaustion seeping off him, and getting him inside the rooms and horizontal is suddenly at the top of her priority list.

right behind the whole 'surviving these hellhounds' thing. ]

Huh? [ truth be told, she doesn't even notice the 'we' in there, but when she feels him jump she looks up, momentarily worried despite how quickly the worry disappears. she's smiling again, just because he looks so worried and so scott and it's just. ] Yeah. Let's go get you laying down and I'll decide what I want to do then.

[ though laying down with him really doesn't sound like a bad idea. it's too bad she needs to stay on alert for stiles and lydia's sake as well. if scott's actually going to rest, it'll be up to them to keep everyone safe. ]

Sound like a plan?

Good things! [ His own sort of dismissal. C'mon Allison, you can probably figure out all the things he's told her.

He's happy his suggestion went over well enough - despite his not-so-suave demeanor, awkward presentation. There's a grin against her, hands coming up to hold her head again, using it as some leverage to pull himself off of her. Which is difficult for reasons - mainly because he's tired and she's comfortable, but also because this is Allison, and he's always craving to be closer to the comfort of her arms. Even when they were together and she'd fall asleep on him, it was difficult to pull away. Difficult to leave her.

But he does - somewhat, at least. He shifts an arm to lay over her shoulders, leaning on her more than he'd like, but he needs the extra help. He needs help, which isn't something Scott frequents to admit, but. ]

Help me out a little bit?

[ He thinks it might help her out, too. Just a bit. To know that, at least right now, Scott needs her and he's willing to admit it. ]

They better have been.

[ but it's true, she has a pretty good idea about what he probably told river and it only kind of makes her blush. and smile. and feel all around kind of mushy. which is saying something when they're all basically in a war zone, but that's just scott.

allison waits for scott to move first before she follows, not sure if any of her own sudden movements would end up hurting him even more. and while she might have been totally alright with just standing there for a bit longer, it was her suggestion to get moving. it's not until he has his arm over her shoulder that she turns, carefully getting her arm around his waist and letting him lean against her side. ]

Yeah, here- [ there's just the slightest bit more movement on her part before she's comfortable enough to start moving, definitely feeling better that scott's at least letting her help. she waits for him to get settled, and then starts walking off towards where their rooms are. ] Stiles and Lydia are in our room. [ that didn't take long, the 'my' changing to 'our'. and as awful as this place might be...at least lydia's somewhere she can watch. ] Do you...?

[ she'll give him the option of going to the same room as them - where he could possibly end up dealing with more fussing and more questions - or his own. she's locked down both enough that she'd be fine with either. ]

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