#roderickblack

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@roderickblack

      “---So what if it’s blue? It’s my hair, not yours.”

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roderickblack

      ❝ UHHHM, Ror, don’t move.                           And don’t freak out.❞

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    “I know...you’ve been busy    working, Roderick, but you    have to take care of yourself,    too...”

         A cool hand brushes across        his forehead while her other        goes to guide him to a place to        sit. “I’ll get you something to eat.        What do you want?”

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     “Can you keep a secret?”

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                                                 roderickblack​

      “Let! Me! Go! He deserves    it! Put me down, dammit!”

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    She pads into their flat, finding her best    friend and husband on the sofa and she    immediately sits down on his lap, straddling    him and twisting a strand of hair in her    fingers before kissing him.

       “Good afternoon, Detective Black,” she       murmurs between kisses.

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     The air is cold around her and she shivers,    moving closer to the man that had rescued her    and her precious little ones. Marie is sprawled    out on her lap, Toulouse resting his own little    head on the stranger’s and Berlioz is half on    her. Motherly hands go down to stroke the hair    on her precious son’s head, lips pressing a kiss    to Marie’s blonde curls.

            “Thank you, monsieur, for saving us,”           she murmured quietly. “I don’t know what           what happened...I must have fallen asleep...”

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    "....What are you doing     here? You're not supposed     to be here!"