Log In

Laurel chuckled and kissed the frown.

--

As the days passed, Rosen continued to boss Long around or at least try to. Even as the pain reduced in his hands, he remained irritable around Long.

The bandages were finally removed completely by the doctor and Rosen slowly rubbed his hands together, "Still sore," he complained.

Long put up with Rosen's whining very well. As the days passed and he was forced into more alternative clothing, he seemed to become more comfortable with not looking like himself and his body started to right itself again.

"They're not sore," Long replied, positive that most of it was Rosen's imagination by this point.

Rosen glared at Long a bit, "And how would you know? You're not in my body!" he spat.

Long rolled his eyes a little, wondering why Rosen was still so irritated.

Rosen stared at Long a little too long and some pink appeared in his cheek as he quickly looked away.

Long managed to smirk a little, figuring that was a sign that he had been right - the pain was all in his head.

In his head or not, Rosen continued to complain. Reminding Long every so often that it was his fault, incase he'd forgotten.

Long ignored most of Rosen's complaining. He seemed more concerned about what to do next. It was one thing chilling in the infirmary wearing girl's clothes and another to go outside in them.

One day Rosen stood up, "We're going out," he decided, still rubbing his hands together.

Long sighed a little.

Rosen glanced at Long for a moment, "But I can't be seen with you like that," he decided, "Let's get you something... better," and he turned away quickly to see if he could find a 'proper outfit.'

Long glanced at himself in the mirror for a little while before looking away.

It didn't take Rosen too long. "Here, you won't stand out quite as much this way but you'll still be ho-" he cut himself off as he cleared his throat, "Here!" he shoved the outfit at Long. He couldn't have Long standing out more than him after all.

Outfit

Long blinked as Rosen shoved the clothes at him. He looked at it over before looking back at Rosen. "... They're... still..." He didn't say anything more, looking confused at the feminine outfit.

"Let's be honest," Rosen said with sigh and a pat on Long's shoulder, "girl clothes suit you better."

Long looked like he didn't quite know how to take that comment.