lexcarrow:

Wiping her mouth Lex shook her head. The thought of a peanut butter and jelly sandwich made her feel sick which was odd of course because they were usually her favourite.”Let’s just stick to the ham tonight.” She said, taking another long sip of her water in hopes it would somehow get rid of the nauseous feeling. “Says the man who nearly burnt down the entire house trying to boil water.” She said, stifling a laugh. “Next time you should listen to me when I tell you to leave it on six.”

“Ham it is” Evan said as he walked over to the fridge and took the ham out, along with cheese, mustard and mayonnaise. As he was attempting to make her sandwich, he raised an eyebrow at her words then shook his head - he was never going to live that one down. Why he tried to actually make dinner for both of them was beyond him since he already knew from previous experiences that he just didn’t belong in the kitchen. “Alright, you were right” he said, furrowing his eyebrows as he made her sandwich, “let’s just be glad we still have a house and I won’t be turning on the stove any time soon.”

lexcarrow:

Smiling Lex closed her eyes and just sat there in content. She had always loved the fact that they were so comfortable together, even in complete silence. Looking up at him when he broke the silence she nodded her head. Truth be told she was starving despite how much she ate earlier. Lifting her head she stood up, stumbling a little when she did. “Must’ve stood up too fast.” She mumbled, shaking her head before she walked into the kitchen. The last thing she needed was for Rosier to worry. Opening the fridge she grabbed two water bottles, setting the second on the counter for Rosier. “You know slapping two pieces of bread together isn’t how to make a sandwich, yeah?” She asked in between sips.

Evan raised his eyebrows at her when she stumbled but didn’t say anything as he walked behind her, on the look out in case she got dizzy again. Whether she wanted to or not, he was going to take her to the doctor soon. For Lex, this wasn’t normal behavior. Turning his head to look at her as she spoke, he shrugged slightly and grabbed the water bottle she had set on the counter for him, taking a sip before speaking, “yeah, I know that. You put ham or peanut butter and jelly then slap the slices of bread together. I know how to make sandwiches, Carrow, don’t underestimate me.”

lexcarrow:

“That we are.” She smiled, sitting up so she was facing him fully. “It’s a good thing we don’t give a fuck about what anyone else thinks.” She said, not that she really had anyone close enough to her to approve or disapprove of their decision. It was just her and Rosier, had been for some time now and even though she thought she’d be lonely she wasn’t. She had Rosier, she really didn’t need anyone else. “I love you.” She whispered, resting her head on his shoulder.

“I love you too, Carrow” Evan replied with a sigh as he wrapped his arm around her, pulling her even closer to him. They were not ones to declare their love for each other all the time but when they did, they knew that it was meaningful and that the other meant it, like they had for the past few years. It was as if they completed each other, in a weird way. Though they were stubborn and too alike in many ways, they still worked together and made their relationship work. They hadn’t needed anyone else since they got to know each other, really. After kissing the top of her head, he muttered, “are you still hungry? Do you want me to try and make you a sandwich or something?”

lexcarrow:

“I don’t know, it could be. Though it doesn’t really explain the dizziness.” She mumbled, biting her lower lip. “It’s definitely the flu.” She said conclusively. “You’re lucky you’re not sick. It’s rather awful, though my sinuses are fine so I really shouldn’t complain too much. I’m rather lucky.” Smiling at his words she sat up a bit and nodded her head. “Good, so we’re in agreement. No marriage, no kids. It really is the perfect relationship”

Evan nodded at her comment, but stayed silent, not sure if it really was the flu or if it was something else, something worse. Though it couldn’t be something else. She couldn’t have pneumonia or anything but maybe she was dehydrated, that would make sense and explain why she was so weak and dizzy lately. He still kept quiet, though, and simply sighed at her words then looked up at her, smiling when they said it was the ‘perfect relationship’. “We are pretty good together, aren’t we, Carrow? We don’t need anyone or anything else. We know what we have and we don’t need a stupid certificate to tell us what we already know.”

lexcarrow:

“You’re telling me,” she said with a roll of her eyes. “The news actually made me sick.” Laughing at his words she nodded her head, they really did deserve the other and somehow they were happy together which was probably a good thing because anyone else who had the misfortune of being stuck with them forever would probably be miserable. “See this?” She asked, holding up both of her hands up in the air for him to see and wriggling her fingers. “You’re never getting a ring on any of these fingers. Ever.” She said adamantly. “And besides, marriage is a sham. I love you and you love me, nothing else matters.”

“Are you sure that’s not the reason why you’ve been feeling sick lately? The fact that your brother married Amelia and are now this weird, dysfunctional family with Mufasa?” Evan asked with a smirk as he imagined the three of them, living together and acting like a family, which made the smirk immediately leave his features. That was something he never wanted to imagine again. In fact, he should probably ask Carrow to obliviate him so that image could leave his brain. As she showed him her fingers, he raised both eyebrows and nodded, “the fact that we know we love each other is enough. I mean, I’m pretty sure marriage would actually mess up what we have and I don’t want that.”

lexcarrow:

“I knew I liked you for a reason.” She smiled, absolutely sure that with a new bed and a warm bowl of chicken noodle soup she’d be feeling better in no time. “Have I mentioned Amelia’s a Carrow now? Pathetic really, not to mention nauseating. I mean sure our last name means a lot more than hers does but marriage? They’ve both lost it. I’m thinking I should bet Amycus on how long it takes before baby number two. I could use a day off and a good laugh when I’m right.”

Evan furrowed his brows, almost wincing at what Lex had said. It had been quite a long time since she’d seen Amelia and Amycus, not that he cared one bit about them, but to find out that they were married was a little too much. “Well, that’s disgusting” he muttered as he shook his head, “but they belong together or whatever. They’re both more than just a little crazy. I kind of feel bad for Mufasa and any future children they have, though, they’re going to be fucked up for life.” He turned his head to look at her, raising both eyebrows as he muttered, “that’s not going to be us, right? We’re not going to become them, correct?”

lexcarrow:

“Well so is killing people but you know.” She mumbled as she stared up at the ceiling. Perhaps that wasn’t the best thing to joke about it but if she didn’t laugh at the job she was doing she ran the risk of letting it take over her, become her and she refused to let that happen. Besides, she had heard of what happened to Riddle, or Voldemort as he liked to be called as of late, where he came up with such a stupid name like that she’d never know. He was a lot stronger than any of them were and now he was gone, if she didn’t poke fun she’d end up scaring herself to death, even if Lex knew full well she would have been able to kill a baby and not the other way around.

Looking up at Rosier she nodded her head a few times. “That would be nice,” she said, nodding her head a few times. “We could go to one of those mattress shops and test them out so we don’t get fucked over again. I never thought good nights rest was too much to ask for but apparently I was wrong.”

Evan remained quiet at her attempt at a joke, choosing not to say anything about what she did. They’d had many arguments about that already and tonight, he just wasn’t in the mood for round number fifty million. Instead, he sighed and nodded his head just once as he watched Lex, who was lost in thought and though he wondered what was going on in her head, he remained quiet, only raising an eyebrow and grunting lowly at her comments. “Alright, we’ll go get a new bed soon and while we’re at it, we should stop at one of those quaint little restaurants in town and you can get yourself a nice bowl of chicken noodle soup.”

lexcarrow:

“And why is it I keep you around then?” She asked, smiling for the first time in what felt like ages. Lex didn’t fight him on it, he was right of course. The last time he had tried to cook was an absolute disaster and if it wasn’t for magic they would have been out of a house. Besides, she didn’t even want soup she wanted a hamburger but she was pretty sure you were supposed to eat soup when you were sick not hamburgers.

“Would it be cruel to use the Imperius curse on my nephew and have him do all the cooking for us? Amelia is always bragging about how smart he is for a three year old and he can’t be any worse than you are.” She said, falling back against the couch and letting out a loud sigh. “You know, now that I think about it, it’s probably the bed. I mean it feels comfy but I haven’t had a proper sleep in nearly a week. I think it’s faulty.”

“Because we love each other or whatever that’s called” Evan replied with a smile, glad that she was smiling as well. Though Lex didn’t really smile much, it had still worried him slightly that she was so down as of late, but he just blamed it on the fact that she was sick, not the possibility that she was unhappy or unsatisfied with him.

At her question, he frowned and shook his head, wordlessly answering her question but then after a moment, he sighed. “Carrow, I think using the Imperius curse on a toddler is frowned upon,” he said as he raised his eyebrows at Lex, still amused at what she had asked, “even if he might be better at me in the kitchen.” Sighing once more, he scratched the side of his head and wondered what really was wrong with her since not once had either of them complained about their bed. “Are you saying that you want a new bed?”

lexcarrow replied to your post: No, I’ll just tough it out. I’m a trouper. Besides, these things only last about a week, yeah?

I hate doctors.

I don’t care.

lexcarrow:

Lex hated being sick. Fortunately enough she rarely was, maybe once a year or so but when she did get sick it was usually brutal. She must have gotten lucky this year for aside from the odd wave of dizziness here and there and the nauseousness she was fine. And the tiredness but that was probably just because when she wasn’t out on missions with Alecto she was usually in bed with Rosier.

Climbing out of bed where she had spent the majority of her day she made her way over to the closet and pulled on a tank top and a pair of shorts. When she was done she made her way downstairs, stopping to lean against the hand rail when she felt a wave of dizziness hit her. Once it had passed she followed the sound of the telly into the living room in search of Rosier.

“I think you should make me soup.” Lex said as she plopped down on the couch next to Rosier. “You know because I’m sick and all and it would be the nice thing to do.” She continued, hoping he would agree because she’d already spent half an hour leafing through the take out booklets that morning and none of them delivered chicken noodle soup.

Evan was surprised that Lex was so sick lately since neither of them actually got sick. Ever. Not even when they went out in the cold rain did they get sick. Lex seemed really off so he tried to be as supportive as possible, not that it was actually helping. If anything, he felt like he was making things worse and irritating her instead of helping her make feel better. But at least he was trying, right?

He’d asked her a few times if she wanted to go into the living room to watch television with him, not that he was actually watching, but he wanted to give her something else to do besides stay in bed. Every time he’d asked, she had just muttered a no and stayed in bed, so he let her be since he didn’t want to make things worse.

When he heard footsteps, he turned his head and raised an eyebrow at Lex, who was basically dragging her feet as she made her way over to him. “I would, Carrow” he muttered as he turned his body to face hers, “but you know I’m bloody awful in the kitchen. Last time I tried to make anything, I almost burned the house down.”