Rough

They managed to arrive at school, first as always with Sabrina helping Chloe into her seat next to the window instead of the inside row, the gesture earning the redhead and grateful yet sleepy nibble to the neck. 

Sabrina flushed but quickly shook her head, already used to the affection and started to observe the blonde who decided to sleep by crossing her arms on the table. The redhead blinked, realizing just how baggy the clothes Chloe wore, a large contrast to her usual form fitting ones she usually had.

Her brows furrowed. She hadn’t been able to notice with how busy she was in overseeing Chloe’s condition, keeping track of how much she ate and all that.

Was Chloe always this large? Or was it just the clothes?

A slightly worried look crossed her face as she began to play with Chloe’s choppily cut short hair, filled with split ends and looking like someone just tossed her into a tornado but she somehow made it work.

Sabrina’s lips tugged up, remembering how it happened.

(“Sabrinaaaa~ Has my hair always been this tangled?” Chloe whined from the bathtub, a frown on her face as she slouched. A shiver would occasionally appear and she would wince as she shuffled about.

Said girl turned towards her friend, forest green eyes narrowing in concern. Yes, they bathe together and it isn’t exactly that unusual with how often they had done so as kids. Normally they’d just wipe at Chloe’s skin like usual but they needed the girl to move around, so here she was, helping the sick girl bathe.

“Hmm… I never liked long hair anyway and there’s just so much to do and so little time so I wasnt able to rectify it..” The blond pouted, tugging at a strand before grinning and bringing out a pair of scissors from… somewhere. “So let's do so right now!”

Sabrina shot up from her sitting position, eyes wide as she ran towards the side of her best friend who had decided to haphazardly snip everywhere. “Chloe! No! Bad Chloe! Don’t do that!”

“Too late ‘Brina!” Chloe cheered.)

The redhead sighed, wondering where the girl’s impulse control from before went. 

(“There’s just so much to do and so little time.”)

(“So little time.”)

A grimace crossed her face, fingers threading through blond locks. Her… hypothesis hasn’t been proven yet, she couldn’t just jump to conclusions but the evidence and hints were all there.

Her thoughts started to whirl, the only sounds in the classroom were the normal traffic of the outside and the chattering of students who had come to school early.

(“Chloe, i know that you like to be spontaneous but… please don’t do something like that when you’re sick. I thought you don’t like it if the people see you in such a disarray?” She remembered herself question, standing behind the sitting blonde and trying to fix the mess with a pair of scissors. Chloe liked to keep a public image after all, always having the perfect hair, the perfect look, etc… that was why the reply she got shocked her so much.

“Why should I care? It’s not like I'll stay around, I'd rather care about what you think instead of wasting my precious time with people I don't care about.” was Chloe’s answer.)

(“I’d rather care about what you think instead of wasting my precious time”)

If that wasn’t telling then she didn’t know what was because the implications were rather obvious to her.

The door slid open and in walked in Rose and Juleka, both of them looking rather shocked at the sight of the two.

Chloe peeked out of her arms, sleepy blue eyes peering out before they glittered once the pair caught sight of the newcomers. The blond visibly perked up and she tried to straighten herself to greet the two however considering her condition, such an action gave her a sudden pang of pain, the shock causing her to hiss through her teeth and visibly wince.

"Chloe! Don't stress yourself!" Scolded Sabrina grabbing into the girl's arm, hands massaging the stiff muscle and soon Chloe relaxed. "This is why I told you to stay home, you're still unwell!" 

"But Sabrinaa~" Pouted Chloe, staring down at the shorter girl. "I didn't want to leave you alone and I like spending my time with you." The smile turned a bit sad but it still held the cherry tone. "You never know how much time we have together after all! I want to make every second count."

Rose and Juleka couldn't help but feel like their intruding as they stood by the door.

Chloe's lips tugged up as Sabrina sputtered at first before continuing her spiel, saying that that wasn’t the point and that Chloe shouldn’t stress herself and to not overwork herself. This continued on for a few moments before her blue eyes turned to the two on the door.

A blond one and a dark one. Interesting. The height difference was also obvious and so was the attitude, looking like a couple that came out of a romance manga that Adrien always liked.

(Not… pack… maybe… allies?)

She remembered that Blondie and Darkie were friends with the redstof pack, so maybe she should allow them to come in.

(Hmm…. Friends of pack….)

(Greet….?)

Her nose twitched, reflexively sniffing the new scents who had entered her domain. Blondie was a bit too strong, the smell obvious and loud. She couldn't help but feel a bit displeased, who does blondie think she is? Is she trying to overwhelm her own scent? 

A bit of ire grew inside of her, a glower growing on her face as her eyes narrowed.

Then she blinked and noticed that the dark one was absolutely saturated in Blondie's scent. A look of realization comes forth and she nods. Blondie was staking her claim, smart.

Her eyes turned to Sabrina who seemed to still be scolding her and sniffed the air once more, realizing that her own scent on the girl was starting to fade much to her annoyance.

She should fix that.

With a wave, Chloe decided to just wrap her arms around Sabrina’s waist and pull the sputtering girl towards her, even giving the duo by the door a thumbs up.

Great idea Blondie! 

“Hi,” was all Chloe stated from her seat, facing the door with a squirming and blushing Sabrina on her lap. She placed her chin onto the redhead’s crown, lips pulling up into a happy smile.

Darkie and Blondie looked like they didn't know what to do, oddly reminiscent of something and as she continued to stare at the figures. Figures who looked so small, tiny and thin. 

So weak... who knew what other things people could do to them? 

They are friends of pack, she couldn't just leave them all alone.

She'll have to do something.