Knocking at our door woke me up from a deep slumber, buried in my pile of blankets and pillows on the floor. I kicked Zalon, hoping it would wake him up so he would answer the door.

It did, apparently, because I heard a groan coming from his direction and several thumps as he stood to open the door.

After about a minute, I heard him collapse back on the floor and shove me, saying, "It's for you."

I blinked then and rolled over before sitting up.

I was nearly knocked flat again when Rekeir wrapped his arms around me.

Rekeir?

I looked up, and sure enough, my cousin was there, too, smiling but calm. I felt myself unable to stop a matching smile from spreading across my cheeks.

"Good morning," Terrahe said, watching with more than a trace of amusement as Rekeir managed to sort out our tangle of limbs and sit up.

You back, I signed. I had expected them to come back sometime, but I hadn't been thinking about it, to be honest, and not just because I had been sleeping. Somehow, it has slipped my mind that my overprotective cousin would want to check in on me.

"Yep!" Rekeir said. "It took a while to find you, though…why didn't you send a letter saying you moved?"

I flushed. Forgot, I admitted.

Zalon groaned. "Some of us have to work in a couple of hours. Can't you go talk somewhere else?"

Rekeir scowled at him. "No."

I shook my head and pushed Rekeir away, touching Zalon's shoulder in apology. He shrugged me off, though, which I suppose meant he didn't really care.

I gestured towards the door. I wasn't dressed properly, and I was still tired myself, but…but Terrahe and Rekeir had come back to see me. I wasn't going to simply sleep.

We headed out into the hallway but didn't go any father than that.

"So," my cousin said. "How are you doing here?"

I nodded, to say Good. I was doing well, despite the rough sports I'd had with Asyer and Zalon both.

"What do you do here?" Terrahe asked. "That…Asyer…didn't tell me when he told me where to find you."

Book shop.

Rekeir smiled. "That suits you."

I nodded again.

"You're still with Zalon?" Terrahe asked, looking back at the closed door of our one room apartment. I shrugged in response. I needed him. And I think he kind of needed me.

"Hm."

We sat quietly for a few moments before Rekeir broke the silence by saying, "All right, where's a good place to eat in this city, Jules? We'll take you out to eat."

I winced at the nickname. Then I smiled and lead my cousin and his lover outside and down the streets of my home.

A/N: So, um, this took unjustifiably long to write for how short it ended up being and how long I'd been planning it. I'm sorry. I don't think Zalon's oneshot sequel will come any faster. I'll try though. For you guys!

i-wish-i-had-wings: Yep, Juele was jealous. And thanks for pointing out the typo. So embarrassing.

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