“—And we don’t wanna wake him, Maggie!”
Barry opened his eyes with a groan. Grabbing his glasses, he cast Light before climbing out of bed and crossing the room towards the voices that were muffled by the door.
He slid the door open to find Lup and Magnus on the other side, leaning heavily against the wall and smelling strongly of alcohol. Magnus immediately turned to him and beamed. “Barry!”
“Um, hey. Did you guys have a good time at the bar?”
Lup gave him a big thumbs up and a tight-lipped smile.
Barry ran a hand through his mess of hair. “You sure? Everything okay?”
She nodded quickly. “Mm-hm!”
He raised an eyebrow and turned to Magnus. “How about you, bud? Everything good?”
“Yeah! Lup got into a fight with some creep and beat the shit out of him. It was great.” Magnus slurred as he threw a big arm around Lup’s shoulders.
Lup elbowed him in the side.
“Oh yeah?” Barry turned his gaze back to Lup, who was suddenly very interested in examining the ceiling. “Is that why you’re not opening your mouth?”
This time, she furrowed her brow, frowned, and shook her head.
“For real? It’s really weird for you to not be talking, Lup. Kind of suspicious.” They may have woken him out of a sound sleep, but he could still guess what was going on. “It’s okay if he landed a hit on you, but I can’t help you unless you tell me.”
She reached up to scratch her nose, conveniently covering her mouth. “I just didn’t feel like talking. It’s all good, babe. No one managed to hit cha’girl.”
“Yeah? Prove it.”
Lup threw an uncertain glance at Magnus, who shifted his weight uncomfortably. She scratched her head and hid her face with her arm. “Maggie’ll vouch for me. Tell him.”
“Uh, yeah,” Magnus nodded, “Yeah, she’s fine. I’m telling you Barry, she totally taught him a lesson. He didn’t get the chance to touch her.”
“Cool, then this shouldn’t be a problem.” Barry smirked. “Show me your mouth, Lup.”
She wiggled her eyebrows at him and stumbled forward with her lips puckered.
Barry held her off easily with one arm. “Nope. You can kiss me after you show me you’re okay.”
Lup made a groaning sound deep in the back of her throat and tried to kiss him again.
He sighed. “Lup.”
She stuck out her bottom lip in a pout. But then, she sighed and obliged.
“Holy shit, Lup! How many teeth did he knock out?”
She flinched. “Just a couple—”
“Three,” Magnus interjected. Lup elbowed him in the side again.
“You lost three teeth?”
“You should see the other guy,” Magnus offered.
“Okay,” Barry groaned. “Okay, we can talk to Merle about that tomorrow. You might just… be a few teeth short for the next few months. But right now, I think you two should get some sleep.”
“Bar,” Lup whimpered, leaning forward and tangling her arms around his neck, “You promised I could kiss you after I showed you!”
Barry put his arm around her waist, to support her more than anything else. “Just one second, Lup. Magnus, can you get back to your own room okay?”
“Hell yea, I can get back to my own room great!”
“Great. So… We’ll see you tomorrow, okay? Thanks for getting Lup back here. Night.” He tugged Lup back into their bedroom, waved, and let the door slide shut.
Then, he began unzipping Lup’s jacket. Maybe he could get her out of her street clothes and into something more comfortable. “Seems like you two had fun,” he sighed.
“Mhm.” She ran her hands through his hair as he leaned down. “But I really wanna kiss you now.”
He chuckled and tilted his head up. Instead of letting her kiss him on the lips, he turned his face so she kissed him on the cheek.
“Not fair,” she mumbled.
“That’s it for tonight, dear.” He bent down to untie her boots. “But I’ll tell you what. We can cuddle all night, and you can kiss me as much as you want in the morning. Deal?”
She leaned against him as he tugged off her boots, humming contently. “Okay. Deal.”