Futureknight: Crying for Love (In the Basement Training Area)

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Porthos kicked at a dummy used for wrestling, glaring and hating it with every ounce of his being.

"Stupid... undercover scheme... imposter, poser, FAKE," he snarled, punching at it, taking his drunken frustration at not having seen his love in so long. He hated it. He hated everybody here that were foiling his attempts to go see Brenda again. He hated...... no. He loved Brenda. He missed her, needed her.

Didn't stop him from being mad at her, though.

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She nuzzled against his cheek, then looked up at him. "It'll take at least a week to plan everything."

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"No plannin'. We'll get you a pretty dress n' find a minister," he said, shaking his head. "Tomorrow. Not tonight, you need your sleep.

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"Porthos... love, I'm not going... to back out."

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He looked down.

"Next week, then," he said softly. "But do no more missions or night time adventures until then. Promise me, my precious, please."

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"...Really want to put up with me when I'm not patrolling at night?" She quirked an eyebrow, remembering last the last time and how well she'd managed to run him ragged.

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"Love... No. I can't. I can't let you go out there again unless you are mine, and I'm yours," he said softly, kissing her knuckles. "Please, stay home for now. Stay with me."