Scorpio lifted his head while removing his eyes from the pages of the book he was trying to read. Had he lost his mind? That voice, a mere whisper, was it real?
It took him a second to understand to whom it belonged, and where it came from. The book hit the ground and was forgotten there, he had never moved faster in his entire life: opening the door to find an illusion standing there was what brought a stabbing pain to his heart and a few tears to his eyes.
"You… asshole!"
Grabbing the blonde by his shoulders first, the hands later on found their way to the thin waist as he pulled the other closer. He wasn’t supposed to be there, he was still too weak to move and yet…
"Libra, what do you think you’re doing? You’re supposed to be in bed, dammit!"
But he was happy, his insides reacted at the other’s presence like if he was suddenly stabbed by a thousand needles… he was so happy he could break in a million pieces.
Granted, Libra was well aware that he should not have been out of bed at this point. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't have dared to try. But these circumstances were far from normal to begin with. Nevertheless, he couldn't help but smile as he was pulled into this hug, very much content in the idea of perhaps being suffocated like this.
But of course that wouldn't happen. He wrapped his arms around Scorpio, trying his hardest not to put his full weight against him as tempting as that was. He chuckled lightly as if his own body was yelling at him already for being forced up. "Aha~ Well, I got restless, what I can I say. A man can only be confined to his bed for so long."
Coming from the man who could be the laziest person in the world. It was true that he was restless but-- He lowered his voice a bit, "Besides... I missed you. I missed your smell and your body and your warmth and-- I missed you." He nuzzled deeper into his shoulder, "You can't expect me to be content like this, right?"
