Finally, someone took his seriously… what a relief. He spent a moment to stare at her before it became to obvious and he decided to put his head back down.
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Damien watched as Antoine ran out the door. He glanced at Thomas, wondering if someone should go check on him.
Madison pulled out her phone and looked at the picture she took moments ago.
Madison pulled out her phone and looked at the picture she took moments ago.
“Whatcha looking at there?”
¨Oh this kiss picture I took¨ Madison answered
“Ooo can I see?” He sat up towards her.
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Damien turned around in his seat. "No! You may not see!"
Antoine gasps sharply, as a slicing pain rushes through his head. He feels an unbearable pain, the pain he felt when he lost an eye, when he was branded. He tries to keep quiet.
Madison turned her phone toward Neal.
“Wow that’s a good blackmail photo. We should do that sometime,” he winked and laid back down wondering silently if Antoine was okay.
Madison blushed and turned her head away to hide it.
Neal laughed, he knew what he did and he didn’t mind the reaction either.
(Antoine: Going through terrible flashbacks
Everyone else: Look at this black mail photo I took
lol)
Thomas followed Antoine out in the hall, concern written all over his face, “Can I- Can I do something? Are you in pain, do you need more ice?” He wanted to help badly but felt like he couldn’t.
Antoine looks up, his eyes going wide. He bites his lip and looks down, shaking his head. "J-just stay…" He whispers.
Madison punched Neals shoulder ¨shut up¨ she said.
“What, is my flirting too obvious?” He grinned confidently.
Madison barried her face in her hands to hide her blush.
Neal only laughed harder, this was great.
¨I hate you ¨ Madsion said her words coming out muffled
“Aww that hurts darling. I rather like you,”
Madison looked at Neal and raised her eyebrows.
Neal froze, he didn’t mean to say that so matter of factly… where did his joking tone go? It had left him.
Madison smiled ¨I rather like you too¨
Neal smiled a little awkwardly, a change from his typical confidence. “T-That’s good,”
Madison smiled and stood up from Neal´s legs.
“Where you going?” His eyes followed her like a lost puppy.
¨I was gonna go sit on the recliner so I don´t bother you¨ she said.
“You never bother me,” he smiled sweetly, already missing her.
Madison smiled and sat back down on his legs.
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Damien decided to leave the room, not wanting to watch Madison and Neal flirt with each other. He made his way into his room, sitting on his bed as he reminisced about his kiss with Thomas. It was just practice, but it was the best kiss he'd ever had. He felt his face turn a little pink as he fell back on his bed, grinning to himself.
