forum Spies One-On-One (Closed)

Started June 07, 2018 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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"Then…" Spencer trailed off, rubbing his face with the hand that had been on Anya's. "Then maybe we should get you to a room while we get a doctor or something."

“Too risky,” Anya admonished. “Too many… questions. But I’d be… glad to rest.”

Spencer sighed. "We could call someone from the organization. Get one of their doctors to come take care of you… Unless you honestly think that going without medical attention would be the best option for you."

Anya paused, biting her lip, before answering slowly, “I think… it is. Just- hear me out… okay? If we call… the organization… they’ll pull… me out. We can’t… have that…. we’re too far in… for you to go on… alone. We should just… do our best… here.”

"All right. Just… Please tell me if it gets any worse, okay? I can't have my partner dying on me, now can I?" Spencer joked, his concern showing in a dry, humorless smile.

“Most certainly… not,” Anya agreed, mirroring his humorless smile, hers a bit more grimace-like. “That… would be… unacceptable.”

"Do you want me to get Jake to set up a room for you? He's hot plenty, he can do without one for as long as we need to stay," Spencer offered.

“I hate to… accept that… I need one… but yeah, please,” Anya said. She stood up, her footing wobbly, and began trying to walk without support to one of the four bedrooms in the apartment condo thingy.

//I’m totally and shamelessly setting up an opportunity for Spencer to catch her :p

(Lol. Well, I'm totally and shamelessly going to make him! ;P
Not that he wouldn't anyway, seeing her this way.
Seriously, they're too cute.)

"Woah, hey. Take it easy, there," Spencer said, rushing over to Anya's side after telling Jake to get a room ready. He wrapped an arm around her waist, setting hers across his shoulders, in order to help hold her up.

//IKR

“I don’t need… any help,” Anya argued stubbornly, but she was already leaning on him. “Which room?”

"Of course not," Spencer smirked as Anya leaned on him. "It's the third door on the right."

“Got it.” Anya made no effort to pull away. “You know… I’d be perfectly… perfectly fine… on my own… Wouldn’t fall or… or anything.”

"I'm sure you would be," Spencer replied as his grip around her waist tightened, though barely noticeably.

Anya noticed, but she said nothing. “Right… here?” Her breathing had become slightly more laborious.

"Yeah," Spencer said with a nod. "Do you need help with anything, or will you be fine on your own from here?"

“I’ll be fine,” Anya said quickly. “Thanks.” She started to make her way over to the bed, then froze right before she’d have fallen. “Maybe…. not.”

Spencer made his way over to her, giving her a worried glance. "What do you need me to help you with?"

“Just…” Anya sighed and whispered, “I hate being… helpless.”

"Hey, you're not helpless, Anya. If anything, you're the one who's been helping me for the entire mission so far. You just…can't do everything on your own at the moment," Spencer said softly, reaching out to place a hand on her arm.

“Mhmm.” Anya sighed. “I just… need to get there.” She pointed at the neatly made bed. “I can do… everything else… myself.”

//I LOVE THIS RP IT MAKES ME HAPPY

//sorry random comment

Spencer nodded his understanding and, once again, wrapped his arm around Anya. He helped her over to the bed, though he didn't let go of her right away.

"If you need anything, anything at all, I'll be in the room across the hall, okay?"

//I LOVE THIS RP IT MAKES ME HAPPY

//sorry random comment

(Lol, no, it's totally fine! I love it too! The fluff, man! XD)

//I LOVE THIS RP IT MAKES ME HAPPY

//sorry random comment

(Lol, no, it's totally fine! I love it too! The fluff, man! XD)

//IKR