Jonathan smiled at Marcus again, before he pulled his arm away and turned his head in the other direction. "Anyway," he started, "I don't think this place is for me. I'll be back at Brooklyn's apartment if you should need me at any time." He turned back to Marcus, his expression now deadly serious. "Please look after her," he said, his brows lowering slightly. He had no doubt in his mind that Marcus was a good friend of Brooklyn's and would do pretty much anything to protect her, but asking made him feel safer with leaving them both at the school.
Without so much as another word left to Marcus, Jonathan made his way down the halls and passed by his English class a second time in order to get to the main doors. On his travels, he came across Junix, whom was crouched on the floor and was rocking backwards and forwards slowly whilst the words 'the war is over' spilled from her lips. The poor thing was trembling like mad, and it was almost enough to make Jonathan want to run and pull her into a hug, but he barely knew the girl and wasn't sure if she was even comfortable enough with him yet.
He approached slowly and knelt down beside Junix, placing a hand gently on her back. "Junix," he said softly, "what happened, are you alright?"
After everything, Dahvie released his grip on Symone and moved back so as to allow her to finally move away from the wall of the shower. He ran his hands through his hair again as he stared down at his fiancé, his eyes lit with what he could only guess was overwhelming joy mixed with an indescribable love for the woman stood before him. If you had told Dahvie about five months ago that he would be engaged to a girl like Symone, he probably would have just taken it as some sort of take-the-mick joke, laughed and then changed the subject, but here he was...
He moved his hand slowly towards he stomach and let it hover slightly as he hesitantly pressed it against her skin. He couldn't feel anything, but it was more about the thought that there was an actual baby growing inside of the woman he loved more than anything in the entire world that caused a broad smile to slip across his face. "What do you reckon it's going to be, a boy or a girl?" he asked, looking up at Symone. "I think girl, but then again I'm not as intuitive as you women usually are."
Alex smiled awkwardly at Erieda as she move her hand upwards to touch his cheek. "Aww, my poor baby," she cooed, causing him to frown some but it didn't last long as soon afterwards she leaned up to kiss him softly, which made him forget completely about the fact that she'd referred to him as a 'poor baby.' "You've worked up an appetite, have you?" she asked. He smirked slightly. "More like you've drained me of all energy," he replied, before going silent again as more kisses were sent his way.
He sighed softly as Erieda sat up, and he probably would have done the same if she wasn't looking at him like he was the most precious thing in the world, it almost made him not want to go anywhere and to just pin her back down on the bed, but he really had been wiped of all his energy and there would be no more of that until he'd eaten a proper meal. "Come, let's get you fed, yes," she said, and he took that as permission to leave the bed.
He slipped out and pulled a fresh pair of boxers and jeans from his wardrobe, before pulling them both on and returning back to the clothes, only to then pull out another of his button-ups. As for his hair, he wasn't all too fussed about it, although he figured he'd just run his hands through it to make him seem like less of someone who had just had sex, and had nearly had his hair pulled from his scalp, but more like someone that had just recently woken up from a nap.
Alex turned to Erieda. "Ready when you are," he said with a smile. Then a thought crossed his mind. "If you're making food, shouldn't I get Symone and Dahvie downstairs?"