Doing this because I hopefully made up for having my life fall apart two rounds ago by writing fic with no requests last round. I still feel bad about that. And I have time to write this week.
Mohinder collapsed onto the bed as soon as they got into the hotel room. Elle sat at the edge of the bed and let sparks fly from her fingers, just little specks of glitter, helping her relax
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YAY! So cute and so them. Loved how he likes her despite himself and having to remind himself that he shouldn't (that's my favorite with them). Loved the line with Mohinder having to forcefully remind himself not to be polite. Adorable. THANK YOU!
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