forum The Assassins Academy (Closed)

Started January 13, 2019 by @ElderGod-yellowqueen

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Donovan managed to yank his shirt down and sighed contentedly at her fingers in his hair. The he sharpened. 'That didn't count, right?!'

Phoebe smiled and shook her head. "No it doesn't, you can relax." She massaged his head with her hands. "Are you feeling better now?"

Donovan relaxed, and started to lean against her, her cool hands feeling soothing. "Mmm…"

Phoebe moved so that he was laying between her legs. She sighed in content.

Donovan loved the feel of her touch, relaxing into her lap. Then he realized what he was doing and stiffened.

"You can relax you know. You're always so tense." Phoebe hummed.

Donovan sat up, knocking her hands away. "No. I have things to do. We need to hurry and get our stuff together." He felt clammy and jumpy suddenly, like he was in danger or something.

Phoebe narrowed her eyes and leaned back. "You sure they can't wait? At least until you eat breakfast?" She asked him.

Donovan sighed, still tensed. "Fine. Where is it?" His stomach growled. His eyes were glancing around the room feverishly.

Phoebe pointed to the desk. "I set it on the desk."

Donovan got up and grabbed it then went back to sit on the bed. He was starting to shake an he had no idea why. 'Probably just low blood sugar…'

Phoebe sat next to him. "Are you okay?" She asked him in concern.

(Patience. All is revealed in due time…lol)

Donovan just nodded sharply. "Yeah. Why wouldn't I?" He started to eat his egg and bacon sandwich quickly.

Phoebe rolled her eyes. "Because you're acting like this. I thought we were cool." She said and stood up.

Donovan raised an eyebrow. "Cool? 'Scuse me, but all you're interested in is finding that murder and possibly trying to screw me. It's not exactly like we're best pals or something."

Phoebe scowled. "If someone is hoing around killing students, I think we should all ve interested in finding them before they kill again. And technically, yes, I am trying to screw you, but that doesn't mean we can't be friends."

Donovan snorted. "No one should be friends with me. It's just a bad idea." He scarfed down the last of his sandwich then stood up and scooped the box labelled "forensics" into his arms. "We need to get going. Ready?"

"Well, I'm your friend now so deal with it." Phoebe stood up. She watched him get his box and nodded. "Yeah, lets go."

Donovan rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath as he grabbed his coat and headed out.

Xena lounged carelessly against the wall of the building and called out to Theron "what are they doing now?"

Phoebe grinned and followed him out of his room. "Can I get another piggy back ride?" She asked.

Donovan's cheeks flushed and he grumbled, "Fine." He bent down a bit so it was easier for her to clamber onto his back.

Phoebe grinned and jumped on his back, wrapped ger legs and arms around him. "Onward my noble steed." She teased.

Donovan blushed and huffed. "I'm not a horse you know…" But he started moving anyways, heading back towards the hide-out.

Phoebe laughed. "I'm up to five points now." She poked his cheek. "You blush so easily."

Donovan snapped, "No I don't." He bit his lip to keep his smile from peeking out.

Phoebe grinned. "Yes you do, you little liar." She giggled. She rested her chin on his shoulder.

Donovan raised an eyebrow and gestured at his large figure. "I highly doubt I'm anything but little."

Phoebe rolled ger eyes. "Oh shut up. You blush like a fice year old boy."