“I think that can be arranged.” Athos slides a sly look at Aramis. “Did you intend to take that shower alone?” he asks with all the mildness of a man discussing the weather. When he had attended the fight club all those weeks ago, he had gone to shake something loose from his heart; but now he feels truly lighter. At least for now.
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Date: 2016-05-19 11:54 pm (UTC)