#huntingforgood

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Nova smiled to herself as she continued to comb his hair. "You're hair is nice," she muttered.

Luke didn't open his eyes. He hummed again. "Thanks..." He mumbled, his voice already becoming sleepy.

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Payton be proud of me. It’s been three days and I have resisted the urge to make a new blog.

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"Why'd you...uh.. y'know," Nova asked awkwardly, as she ran her fingers along her collarbone. The hickey that she had been asking about was gone, it had been for day. She sighed as her eyebrows strung together. She spoke in a whisper. "Why'd you give me a hickey?"

Luke raised an eyebrow as Nova tried to stutter out a question. "You're very articulate." He teased lightly, the edges of his lips twitching slightly. He waited for her to finish speaking. His small smile grew a little as he folded his arms. "Well, mainly because you didn't stop me. But also because I wanted to know how you'd react."

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"So... you wanna make out?" (probably Luke. Because if it were to Logan she'd be joking)

Luke blinked through all the smoke to look at her. It took him a second or two to focus on her face before he raised an eyebrow at her. He figured it was probably the weed in her system. He couldn't help but grin at her. He shrugged, and scooted closer to her, leaning over to press his lips to hers.

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Nova would have been offended but she knew she couldn’t cook and he was probably right. After all if she didn’t set a fire then whatever she did managed to make always tasted horrible. She placed the soup on the bedside table as she sat down on the edge. "I don’t know why I thought food would be a good idea," she said quietly. She looked back at him. "Can you at least take a nap? And maybe some cold medicine?"

Luke covered his face with his arms, mainly to block the light from entering his face. He listened to her, slowly finding that the lack of light was lulling him to sleep. "I don't take naps." He mumbled, yet his sleepy voice betrayed his words.

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"Luke, Shut Up! I'm taking care of you!"

My Muse is Sick but refuses to stay in Bed, Send "Shut Up! I'm taking care of you!" for Their Reaction to Your Muse forcing Mine into Bed..

Luke huffed as Nova forced him to sit back on the bed. That was the third time she'd done that. The third time he'd tried to escape. He let out a loud sigh and threw himself back on the bed, spreading his arms.

"I'm not eating that shitty soup."