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[woodland_prince]

Ben moves to roll over before letting out a small cry of pain. His hand is positively throbbing and he has no idea why.

Wait.

Hand. Broken hand. Eva. Cast. Drugs. So many drugs.

Slowly, he looks to his side at the sleeping woman beside him. Eva's in his bed. Sleeping in his shirt. And he's almost naked.

"Holy shit."

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[nomorespots]

Almost naked!

Eva is completely unaware that everyone in the bed is almost naked. Okay, there is just the two of them in the bed, but still. She's sound asleep. What? She's a nurse. She sleeps hard when she gets to sleep.

Of course his words nudge her toward waking, "you look good too, Ben." Of course she thinks he's saying that because things are looking so bad. Broken arm. She's in his bed.

[woodland_prince]

"...you're here. You're you."

Yeah. Memories of last night? A little fuzzy. And it's a little unfair how beautiful she looks, his t-shirt pooled around her, her hair framing her face like that. He reaches out to tuck her hair behind her ear before practically jumping out of the bed.

"Breakfast. I'll make breakfast."

[nomorespots]

Whoa. Whoa. Whoa.

He's practically jumping out of bed before she has a moment to process the fact that he's just sent his fingers across her face. Shamefully, her stomach growls at the mention of breakfast.

"With your arm?" she's wondering about this offer to make breakfast. More than that, she's wondering about him moving to jump from the bed like he's been electrocuted.

[woodland_prince]

"Uh."

He looks down at his hand and sighs. Broken. He can't do anything with this useless limb, can he? A tarp is going to have to be put over the piano so that he doesn't go mad.

"I mean...I could use help, I guess. But only this once. I have to learn." He looks down at himself before looking to her. "We didn't...I mean...did we...sleep together?"

God, she's like his baby sister. This is weird.