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Drabble: This a Hickey or a Bruise?
Rose loved Dimitri, she really did. He was rather godly in combat and not at all hard on the eyes; but those weren't the only things that appealed to Rose when it came to her Russian boyfriend. He was kind, forgiving, understanding and laving, with killer culinary skills; it was also to her benefit that he was as amazing in bed as he was on the combat-field.
Except…in her current state, it was frustrating as hell. She was standing by the wall, behind Lissa's chair trying so hard to keep her face impassive but that was near to impossible as she – or more precisely, the curve of her neck – was being inspected oh so closely by The Queen herself and Mia as they tried to determine if it was a bruise from one of my trainings in the gym or a hickey from one of Dimitri and I's personal 'cardio activities.'
To say that the whole ordeal was embarrassing was an understatement. Sure, Rose had messed around a lot in High School and had earned herself a rather crude –albeit false – reputation; she didn't want that here at Court. She was one of the most respected Guardians, despite her young age or her crappy academic results.
And if the straining muscles in the other Guardian's necks were any indication, they were only trying to control their laughter out of respect for Lissa and fear of having to face the Hathaway wrath.
Rose was so going to kill Dimitri the next time she saw him. Well, that is if he doesn't seduce her first.
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