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Guardian Angel

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After several more moments, he managed to weakly sit up. He winced as his wings twitched. Letting out a soft groan, he slid off the bed. Stumbling, he managed to catch himself and leaned on the wall, staring at the ground. He looked up at the mirror, brushing a hand through his hair. "I need a shower.." he muttered, shaking his head. He could smell Aria's food and sighed. He didn't need to eat, as he never hungered, but he was glad Aria was going as usual. Making his way to the kitchen, he stopped at the door, leaning on the doorframe. "Morning..." he whispered in a hoarse voice.
 
Aria looked up and smiled as she saw Derion in the doorway. She walked over and kissed his cheek lightly. 'Morning." she said, placing the pan back in the sink before she sat down at the table, and started eating her bacon.
 
Derion smiled, carefully making his way to the chair beside her. He collapsed into the chair, coughing lightly. He chuckled. "Smells good." He muttered quietly, smiling softly.
 
Derion took a small bite, humming softly. It was delicious! He continued to eat, taking small bites.
 
"I'm glad you fixed it." Derion smiled softly at her. He took another bite, gently patting her hand with his. He would hug her or kiss her...if it didn't cause a lot of pain in his back.
 
Aria smiled and let out a soft hum, continuing to much on her bacon before taking a spoonful of eggs.
 
Derion finished his eggs and started munching carefully on his bacon. He yawned softly, then chuckled to himself.
 
Derion glanced at her, then smiled softly. "Thanks..." he said quietly. He hugged her gently, painfully, but managed it.
 
Derion rested his head weakly on her shoulder, smiling softly. "Love you." He whispered softly, kissing her cheek.
 
Derion smiled, sitting up with a grimace. He took the last bite of his bacon, sighing contentedly.
 
Derion sat back, then sat straight up, inhaling sharply. "Nope...can't do that..." he muttered softly, sighing and rubbing his face.
 
"My wings just hurt.." he sighed softly, looking over at her. "They'll be fine in a while, Promise." Derion smiled weakly.
 
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