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Arden: This only lasts one night. Like my love life.

Deldrey: Your love life doesn't last one night.

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August writing challenge Day 1: Arden/Deldrey

AN: I made up a little writing challenge for myself. I wrote a list of the 7DS ships I ship... and I decided to write a little snippet for each of them where the couple share a bed. The snippets could have happened in or before the series. The order is pseudorandom, 4 ships are on specific days because it's the birthday of half of the ship. This one is for Arden/Deldrey and it takes place after Deldrey is hurt by Grayroad and Fraudrin.

Deldrey is a girl. It's not proper. You shouldn't even be thinking about it. Arden thought, mentally berating himself for what he wanted to do. In that last mission... She'd got hurt. He... he thought she might not make it; the wound was quite severe. And he'd had a nightmare. One where she was bleeding out from that wound, pleading with him to help her. And her eyes flickering closed, breath leaving her lungs. He'd jolted awake and... he couldn't find her. His mind, still reeling, suggested that he might be reliving a memory.

It certainly felt real... He thought, shivering. It feeling real had been why he'd made his way out of his tent and... was now standing outside hers. And was debating crawling inside. Just to make sure she was alive and that had just been a nightmare. The reason he was telling himself off was because that wasn't all he wanted to do. He wanted to... to... join her . To lie in the tent and sleep with her. His mind came up with an image, one he immediately pushed down. There would be none of that. His mother would kill him if he got a girl pregnant and he had no desire to get married this young. Marriage was a problem for older people to worry about.

If you're going to check on her, better do it quick. Before someone else wakes up and catches you doing it! His thought made him creep forward and kneel down, carefully making his way inside the tent. There was a lump under the bedding and a quick check confirmed it was her; he could see her cute face. Cute?! What the? He mentally told himself off for that thought. Deldrey wasn't cute! That was just some nonsense his sleep-deprived mind had come up with. He could see the lump that was her body rising and falling; which meant he had confirmed she was still alive.

Why are you still watching her, you creep? He told himself off. Doing that didn't make him move though. He was admiring her . Like he did with other women. Like he was only just now realising she wasn't just a team mate, but a woman as well. He allowed it for a moment, taking in her form, admiring her apparently cute face. He felt his stomach drop. Her eyes were open.

“Ar... Arden?” She asked, sounding sleepy, her eyelids fluttering a little. She'd caught him. He swallowed, hoping for his welfare's sake he didn't blush.

“Yeah?” He answered her. She didn't look cross and he wondered why. Then again, he had done this before. As had Deathpierce, Denzel and Waillo. Deldrey had a habit of sleeping past when it was her turn to wake up for watch shifts, so they'd all had to wake her up. There was no watch shift for her to be woken up for tonight.

“Why are you here?” He'd expected the question. He also knew he didn't want to answer it. Not with the truth. It made him look like a child; getting all worried about her. He didn't want to lie though, because the only believable lie he could come up with was worse.

“I had a nightmare.” Deldrey smirked and he regretted speaking.

“So... you came to me like I'm your mother?” She teased and he growled.

“In the nightmare you'd... you'd... you know, from the wound. And I was checking to make sure you weren't.” Her jaw dropped, a perfect little O. Then the smirk returned.

“Were you worried about me?” He was sure his cheeks had heated. He hoped he was wrong; he did not need her getting that idea.

“Is it such a weird idea that I might have been? I do care about you, you know.” If he wasn't blushing before, he was now. That had just slipped out! And he wished he could take the words back. Unable to do that, he quickly clarified.

“You know, as a team mate.” It was as more than that, but didn't want her to know about that. That he... had a little crush. He blamed being on missions with her, just her, all the time. And he was a teenager, spending lots of time with her was bound to make him fixate on her.

“Arden... would you like to join me?” She asked. His heart started racing for a completely different reason. He might joke about finding a girl to play with... but he hadn't actually done anything. Not even kissing. And sharing a bed with a girl before marriage wasn't proper.

“I'll get told off.”

“I'm offering. Since you were worried and all.” She lifted up a corner of the blanket and he was starting to struggle to say no. He decided to hell with it and crawled over, joining her under the blanket. He kept away from her, knowing how it would look if they were...

“Do you not cuddle? Is that not a manly thing?” She was taunting him; he knew she was. He shuffled closer and did it anyway, slipping his arms around her, both hands on her back near the top. A thought came into his head with the lack of resistance.

“Is this Love Drive?” He asked. Deldrey shuddered.

“No. I'd never use that on a team mate. Especially not you.” He felt reassured by her words and started to settle. She'd started to settle too and he had the thought of what it would look like if the two of them were caught in bed together. He decided he'd deal with the consequences, if that happened, in the morning.

AN: In the morning, they are both seen emerging from Deldrey's tent by Deathpierce. Who understands why it happened. He tells them not to make a habit of it and that he won't tell their parents. Or Waillo.