Gym, Sunday Morning.

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

Seely had gotten up early for reasons that nothing to do with girlfriend-enforced temporary celibacy, and immediately gone down to the gym to work off the 'excess energy'.

He was in no way imagining any Princes of Archenland's faces on the heavy bag as he punched it.

[Seely's here for one person in particular, but open for all your gymly needs.]

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[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

"If I hit him harder than I was."

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"I don't understand," she said, still confused.

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

Seely shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot. "He said I didn't like him and the only reason I wasn't hitting harder was that you'd pick him over me if I did."

Which wasn't quite what Cor had said, but insecurities and testosterone poisoning made for fun times.

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"Pick him for what?"

Aravis was occasionally a little bit dense. Very occasionally.

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

"Him," Seely said. "His side. Not me."

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

Aravis stared at him.

"Pick him? Over you? Is this because you're jealous?"

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

"I am not jealous." Well, not just jealous.

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"...I'm not going to pick Cor, Seely."

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

"You're not?"

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"Why choose one when you're both being equally stupid?" She smiled a little. "Already picked you, idiot."

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

Seely relaxed slightly. "You did?"

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"I refuse to take sides in this stupid quarrel you two evidently had this morning," she amended, "but in general, yes, idiot, I picked you. I love you. Even when you're acting brain-damaged."

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

Seely smiled. "I love you too."

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

Aravis rolled her eyes, dropping her voice. "I thought we were beyond this. There's no need to be insecure about Cor. He's only a friend. A dear, good friend, but that is all. My heart is yours and yours alone, and I do not take kindly to bruises of this nature being inflicted on my behalf. Idiot."

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

"I know," Seely said quietly. "And I know I shouldn't be, but part of me keeps being afraid I'll get traded in for a better model."

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"There isn't one," she said softly. "Not for me."

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

Seely grinned like a dork. "Or for me" he said. "And I'm pretty sure Caroline likes you too."

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

Aravis smiled -- a real smile, for the first time that morning. "Really? I want her to."

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

Seely nodded. "She's bossy with everyone, so don't let that put you off."

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"She kept telling me to share," Aravis said, perplexed.

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

"No, she was calling you chere," Seely said. "It's French, means dear."

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"Oh!" That was certainly better. "Oh. I'm glad, then."

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

"I'm glad she liked you too."

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"I mean, I could go get into an utterly ridiculous fight with her, since that seems to be how we do things now."

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

"But you won't because you're much smarter than me." Seely left off the bit where Caroline would probably kick Aravis's ass.