Challenge: FOTD - Lucifugous
Word Count: 100
Summary: Arkadiy has a hangover. Again.
Notes: A bit of fluff, because something has been nomming my brain again and what little inspiration I have has been directed elsewhere... And somehow, I just really missed Arkadiy.
“Mmph.” He closed his eyes tightly, buried his face into the cushion. Anything to get away from the searing pain blazing behind his eyeballs.
The cushion was pulled, unceremoniously, out from under his head; the light was back, worse than ever. With fumbling fingers he pulled his T-shirt up and over his face instead. It didn’t help.
He barely registered the sigh. He did register the book bouncing off his skull; it made no difference to the throbbing headache. “If you have a hangover again, Captain, I swear…”
Oh - Vanya.
The headache was just about to start.