Jonathan was completely aware that he was being followed but didn't bother to react. "Hey, Jonny, the nurse is this way," a familiar voice called to him, causing him to sigh quietly. "I know," he muttered under his breath. He wasn't even planning on heading towards the Medical Room, he just needed some time away from everyone, especially Marcus and Junix. In fact, he'd been slightly hoping that he'd bump into Brooklyn on his travels, but it seemed that Marcus had got to him earlier.
He felt a strong hand grip onto his arm and attempted to tug him, but he was going nowhere. Despite how he may have appeared, he had an amazing amount of physical strength, so it would take a lot more than a gentle pull to move him. He stood on the spot, not allowing himself to move an inch.
"I didn't know Angels got ill," he said with a smile that was only partially returned by Jonathan. "My mum told me they didn't anyway," he continued. Jonathan couldn't hold it any longer, and not even a moment had passed before he started to chuckle. He lifted his hand to pat Marcus' shoulder. "We don't get ill," he confirmed, "but I just needed a moment to clear my head." He took a long pause and slowly removed his hand, letting it drop to his side. "It's overwhelming being a Human, and I've probably been here for less than 24 hours."
'My, my, feeling a bit domineering, aren't we?' Symone projected back to him, causing his smile to broaden into a grin. 'Maybe,' he replied, then soon after his eyes caught onto Symone's figure slipping through the door, sadly with all her clothes still on. He rolled his eyes and turned to her completely, almost not sure how to react when she started to undress in front of him. Before long she was undressed completely and had opened the door to let herself inside. He smirked down at her, his eyes trailing down her body.
He strangely wasn't caught off guard by the kiss Symone gave him, as he was sort of expecting it, what with them being in the shower together. He felt himself being slowly pushed against the wall of the shower and he smiled against Symone's lips. His hands found her back and the left one began to slowly move down until it was just above her behind. He waited for a short while, before he flipped them both round and now had Symone up against the wall, his body pressed against hers.
Alex watched Erieda closely as she spoke. "You know, Alex," she started, "I'd much prefer it be a surprise." He smiled in relief, now aware that he didn't have to keep asking because it was going to be a surprise, although he also didn't like the idea that it could come up at any moment and, well...surprise him. He was probably just being ridiculous though.
He caught onto Erieda's change in facial expression and returned her cheeky grin with one of his own. "It'll give us an excuse to continue on," she said, "not that we need one." His eyes were now dancing with overwhelming joy, more so when Erieda leaned up to trail kisses along his jaw until reaching his lips. He deepened the kiss as he returned it, but pulled away out of embarrassment when his stomach growled loudly.
"Excuse me," he said, his cheeks heating up to form a blush of sorts.