Drabble:32
POV:Third Person
After things had relatively calmed down between the gang, Rose and Dimitri were entreated by their friends to recount their love story. The boys, wary of any sappy emotional event, decided to have a Night Out (no strip club or Rose would castrate each and every one of them for corrupting her poor, innocent Dimitri) and the girls decided to sleep over at the west wing of the moroi palace, where Lissa had recently taken residence, to escape the unpleasant memories connected with the Royal suite.
So, that evening, Eddie, Christian, Mikhail, Adrian and Abe(volunteered by Janine) collected Dimitri from his and Rose's apartment and left, after a final threat by Rose to not, under any circumstance or emergency (yes, this was directed at Adrian), enter strip clubs. After they left, Rose packed up her jammies and made her way to palace with Viktoria, who'd come over to spend her summer vacation with Dimitri and Rose. Once there, Rose found Lissa, Mia and Jill giggling over a plethora of girly magazines, featuring some extremely buffed-up and droolworthy men, not that any of them compared to her Russian God. On a futon, Sydney sat alone, eyeing the moroi girls warily.
The boys went to a dive bar, and Dimitri in his efficient guardian way, recounted the tale, over two rounds of beer. He didn't elaborate details, his private nature wouldn't allow that, and hoped they'd let it be. But Christian and Adrian, spotting a golden opportunity, made suggestive comments and innuendos that made poor Dimitri squirm uncomfortably. This made the entourage laugh and put them all in a jolly mood. They were done with the story in an hour, after which they had dinner and then played darts. They moved on to sports, Court politics and a competition of dude-you're-so-whipped, which surprisingly revealed Abe to be the most whipped guy. Not that anyone dared to comment on it. Later on, they returned to Adrian's apartment, except Mikhail and Abe, and played video games. It was a fun time for the guys.
Meanwhile, the girls changed into their jammies and sat around Rose. She answered their questions for the better (or worse, depending on how you look at it) part of three and a half hours. The story was dragged out of her, bit by little bit. The girls oohed and aahed at the appropriate places, giggling and rolling into one another. Even Sydney ventured a few questions. But Mia asked the most outrageous ones, which Rose answered just as animatedly, which made the Moroi girls fan their faces and left Sydney and Viktoria looking horrified. After the inquisition, (yes inquisition, Rose claimed), they discussed nothing and everything over pizza and chocolate mousse. They watched movies, gossiped and talked till they were exhausted. Then, they fell asleep on the Persian carpet, limbs entangled together, happy with their night in.
In the wee hours of dawn, two figures met by the palace's entryway. The couple embraced, without one word, and spent a long time gazing and caressing each other. Telling their story had made them nostalgic, so the only words uttered were to declare their love. Rose and Dimitri walked back to their apartment, and fell asleep in each other's arms.
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