Post by pandora on Apr 21, 2011 20:41:58 GMT 10
Title: Dirty
Rating: PG
Word Count: 300
Pairing: Dom/Evin
Round/Fight: 2/A
Summary: Evin returns from the field rather dirtier than usual.
Evin left Buri’s office, still covered in dried mud and grime, and made his way out to the baths. The rest of his Group, having avoided the fun of a debriefing, were probably already bathed, fed and asleep by this point, and Mithros did Evin envy them.
He reached the door to the men’s baths and rattled the door, only to find it locked. It took him a few moments to focus enough to read the sign nailed to the wood:
“Closed for repairs. Blame the Own, and use their baths.”
Evin dragged himself through the door of the Own baths, stumbling forward as he pulled his tunic over his head.
“Wow,” a familiar voice said from across the room, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen a man that dirty. You look terrible. Not to say I’ve ever actually seen you look good, but this is a new low for you. I’m not sure whether to pity, or congratulate you.”
Evin just stared vacantly at Dom, too exhausted to even react to the insult. He shook his head slightly and began to work on his shirt laces. The knot however was too much for him.
Dom sighed and finished fastening his belt. Shirtless, he crossed the room and took charge of removing Evin’s clothes. “Come on Buddy, time to get cleaned up.”
Evin allowed Dom to pull of the last of his clothes and help him into the warm water.
“Let me know if you need a hand getting out,” Dom said taking a seat over by the wall.
“You don’t have to stay,” Evin mumbled through a yawn.
Dom just shrugged. “I reckon I’ll stay and make sure you don’t drown.”
Evin smiled sleepily and let himself slip deeper into the water, knowing he was in good hands.
QC by PeroxidePirate
Rating: PG
Word Count: 300
Pairing: Dom/Evin
Round/Fight: 2/A
Summary: Evin returns from the field rather dirtier than usual.
Evin left Buri’s office, still covered in dried mud and grime, and made his way out to the baths. The rest of his Group, having avoided the fun of a debriefing, were probably already bathed, fed and asleep by this point, and Mithros did Evin envy them.
He reached the door to the men’s baths and rattled the door, only to find it locked. It took him a few moments to focus enough to read the sign nailed to the wood:
“Closed for repairs. Blame the Own, and use their baths.”
Evin dragged himself through the door of the Own baths, stumbling forward as he pulled his tunic over his head.
“Wow,” a familiar voice said from across the room, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen a man that dirty. You look terrible. Not to say I’ve ever actually seen you look good, but this is a new low for you. I’m not sure whether to pity, or congratulate you.”
Evin just stared vacantly at Dom, too exhausted to even react to the insult. He shook his head slightly and began to work on his shirt laces. The knot however was too much for him.
Dom sighed and finished fastening his belt. Shirtless, he crossed the room and took charge of removing Evin’s clothes. “Come on Buddy, time to get cleaned up.”
Evin allowed Dom to pull of the last of his clothes and help him into the warm water.
“Let me know if you need a hand getting out,” Dom said taking a seat over by the wall.
“You don’t have to stay,” Evin mumbled through a yawn.
Dom just shrugged. “I reckon I’ll stay and make sure you don’t drown.”
Evin smiled sleepily and let himself slip deeper into the water, knowing he was in good hands.
QC by PeroxidePirate