Convalescent (Captive Prince) Treat for anonforecastlesdeena

"You're supposed to lie still," said Laurent. "Get back into bed."

Damen threw himself down angrily, then yelped as his stitches pulled.

Laurent, who had faced down treason and war, hovered, anxious. "If I stay with you, will you keep still?" he said, in some desperation.

Despite the pain, Damen attempted a come-hither look. "You're worried about me."

"Of course I am," said Laurent. He propped a hip on the bed, and fastidiously brushed hair out of Damen's eyes. "I've spent considerable effort keeping you alive. I'd hate to have to find another barbarian to cosset. All that work wasted."